Chapter 586 Rita Skeeter's Rejection

"Yes, Mr. McPhail, I saw the resurrected Voldemort, and I know the ritual he used very well.

"Professor Dumbledore is not joking, he is really back, if necessary, I can attend your meeting at any time and answer some questions..."

Diagon Alley, Leaky Cauldron.

Kyle sat in a relatively uncrowded place, writing a reply to Doug McPhail on parchment.

During this period after the holiday, he often received similar letters asking him if he really saw the resurrected Voldemort.

Most of the people who wrote the letters were magical animal experts he met at the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary last time.

For example, Professor Lockneir of Beauxbatons, Mrs. Rozino who studies dragons in North America, and Hagrid's favorite, Mr. Lima who published "The Monster Book of Monsters".

I think Dumbledore should have told Newt, and then Newt found him again

Then there are those who had awarded him the Order of Merlin.

Doug McPhail was one of them. This morning, it was the second time he had written to ask about the truth of this matter.

However, it can be seen from the sloppy cursive writing on the parchment that even though he had already known the news, his heart was still not very calm.

In the letter, he also mentioned that Dumbledore was going to hold a meeting in his personal name to explain the matter in detail and formulate a series of plans for the future.

He wanted to know whether Kyle would attend the meeting. If he went, he would not ask some questions in the letter.

To be honest, Kyle did not actually get this news from Dumbledore, but he did not mind making an extra trip if necessary.

Kyle handed the written reply to Laton on the side. The owl grabbed the envelope and squeezed out of the skylight with difficulty, leaving a few feathers.

"Tom, two cups of butter beer." Kyle said loudly: "Also, have you ever thought about opening the window a little wider."

"I don't think it's necessary. "

Old Tom in the bar raised his head and looked at the owl feathers on the ground. "If you can change a normal owl, you will find that the window is just right.

"Merlin's beard, what did you feed the owl, dragon liver? Or did you use the expansion spell on it?"

Kyle shrugged and didn't comment.

But the person sitting opposite him was amused by Old Tom's words and made a shrill, somewhat artificial laugh.

"The champion of the Triwizard Tournament used the expansion spell on his pet owl. It's a good topic. Can I write it?"

"What do you think?" Kyle said without raising his head.

Rita Skeeter raised her eyebrows and didn't say anything, but her hand was always on the fancy automatic feather pen.

"Do you know how much torture this is for me?" She couldn't help but say.

"Just because I don't allow you to write about me using the Swelling Charm on the owl?" Kyle asked, "Not really, this was just a joke from old Tom."

"You know that's not what I'm talking about." Rita Skeeter lowered her voice.

"Minister of Magic Dug McPhail in 1858, the resurrection of the mysterious man, and Dumbledore's personal meeting.

"Any one of these three pieces of news is enough to shock the entire wizarding world...but I can't write anything, isn't this torture?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't stop you from announcing the resurrection of the mysterious man to the wizarding world, did I?"

At this time, old Tom just came over with two cups of butter beer and a plate of butter biscuits.

"How much is it?"

"Not this time." He showed a few shaky teeth, "It's considered congratulations on winning the Triwizard Tournament. Hogwarts hasn't won this honor for a long time."

"If that's the case." Kyle said. "Then have another glass of Ogden Gold Honey Wine."

"No problem, please pay ten Galleons first. "

"Didn't you just say you'd treat me?"

"Only butterbeer and cookies." Old Tom said calmly.

"Then forget it... so stingy."

"Old Tom turned around without saying a word and returned to the bar.

Kel pushed one of the bottles of butterbeer to Rita Skeeter and continued, "In fact, if you really want to report the news about the mysterious man, I will not stop you, but will also give you a generous reward.

"How about one hundred Galleons per article... As long as you write ten articles in a row, you can get all the prize money I won in the Triwizard Tournament."

"Very tempting conditions." Rita Skeeter said, but she did not answer Kyle's question directly, but took a sip of butterbeer.

"To be honest, you are more suitable for this job than me when it comes to writing stories. I almost believed it just now.

"But now, if you don't have anything else to do... I'll go back to write tomorrow's front-page article."

She stood up and said, "The Daily Prophet has urged me many times... Oh, thank you for the butterbeer."

"Are you scared? "Kyle said with a smile, "This is the first time I know that you are afraid sometimes."

The next second, the butter beer cup slammed heavily on the table.

"I, Rita Skeeter, am never afraid to publish any article!"

The movement here attracted the attention of many people, but when they saw that it was Rita Skeeter, they all turned their heads silently.

No one wants to come into contact with this guy who is good at telling trouble, if they still care about their reputation...

Rita Skeeter didn't care about the commotion around her. She took a deep breath and said word by word: "But I will not and cannot publish articles that people don't like. This will make my reputation plummet.

"I don't know what game you are playing, but I know that if I tell everyone that the mysterious man who triggered the Magic War more than ten years ago is back, guess what will happen?

"They will think of me as something like Xenophilius Lovegood, and my career will be over. I will never make such a stupid decision!"

"Even if I use the photo as a bargaining chip?" Kyle asked calmly.

This time, Rita Skeeter was silent. She sat down again, picked up the butterbeer on the table and drank it.

After a long time, she said, "I could pay for that photo, with all my savings."

"I'm not short of money," Kyle said.

Rita Skeeter fell silent again.

Although the things she wrote before had a lot of artistic processing, they were all based on an extension of a small part of the truth.

She has never written anything as false as the mysterious man's resurrection.

Rita Skeeter could imagine that if she really wrote this, not only the people who read the Daily Prophet, but also the Ministry of Magic would not let her go...unless the mysterious man really appeared later.

But this is impossible. Everyone knows that the mysterious man has been killed by the savior, Harry Potter...

resurrection? Do not make jokes.

Although Dumbledore also said so, no one believed it, including her.

The only person in the wizarding world who is still alive after being hit by the Death Curse is the famous Harry Potter, but he was not dead at the time.

As for those who died and resurrected... not one of them, including the most famous dark wizard in the Middle Ages, the despicable Herbo.

The most they can do is turn into ghosts.

"I don't understand why you do this, just to scare other people? If so, you can completely change the reason, or just leave it to me. I will write it for you. There is no need to use the name of the mysterious person. This is A taboo!”

There was a hint of pleading in Rita Skeeter's tone, "It's not worth it, and you will also be affected. You just won the Triwizard Tournament and are a member of Sir Merlin. There is no need to talk to Dumbledore." It's not worth going crazy with that Potter!"

Kyle just looked at her calmly and said nothing.

Rita Skeeter's expression kept changing, and finally her expression gradually turned gloomy and fierce.

"I would rather go to the Ministry of Magic right now and admit that I am an Animagus." Rita Skeeter lowered her voice and said firmly: "But don't even think about it, I swear!"

Although she would no longer be able to get any secret information after doing this, and she might face various investigations and even pay a high price for it, but at least it was better than being directly reported by Kyle.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and her expression became more and more fierce.

"I will disclose every word you said today and tell everyone that you, like Dumbledore, are out-and-out lunatics, idiots who want to sensationalize!"

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