Rita Skeeter's blonde hair had been arranged in elaborate, stiff, peculiar curls.
Together with her plump face, they made her look like a toad wearing a curly wig.
A pair of jewel-studded glasses perched on her nose. Her thick fingers clutched a crocodile-skin handbag, and her nails were two inches long and painted bright red.
Zhang Xiao had crossed paths with her once in his second year, at the debut match featuring the thirty-two broomsticks the Azure Luan Society had donated.
The woman had tried to use her Quick-Quotes Quill to concoct a story about love, hatred, and family drama between him and his supposed family-something along the lines of Thunderstorm.
Naturally, Zhang Xiao had taught her a thorough lesson.
Zhang Xiao raised his eyebrows and gave her a meaningful look. Rita understood and smiled stiffly.
"Er-let's start our exclusive interviews with the one-person team, shall we? I'm sure our readers are eager to learn about this mysterious school."
Good. She knew how to behave!
The two entered a smaller room inside the main room. Zhang Xiao looked around. It had probably been a broom cupboard originally, but now it contained an empty desk and two chairs.
There was a window here, and warm sunlight streamed through it, brightly illuminating the room.
Rita Skeeter's thick fingers clenched her crocodile-skin handbag. The smile had vanished from her face, leaving only fear and nervousness.
"What... what do you want with me? I haven't published any reports about any of you."
Zhang Xiao smiled and gestured for her to sit.
"Don't be afraid. You've done very well. Every time you published a report, you steered clear of the people I told you about."
Rita Skeeter breathed a sigh of relief. This young wizard really was rather frightening. Even in his second year, he