The Druid Master of Hogwarts

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"Who are you?" Hagrid also spotted Rita Skeeter, but he didn't know the witch.

"My name is Rita Skeeter, a reporter for the Daily Prophet," Rita replied, looking at Hagrid with a smile on her face, her golden teeth gleaming.

"It seems that Dumbledore said that you are not allowed to enter the school again." Hagrid frowned slightly.

It's just that Skeeter doesn't even care about Dumbledore, let alone Hagrid, a professor who seems insignificant to her, but as a reporter, a reporter who is used to making big news, Rita Skir Te was keenly aware that he could dig up a lot of interesting information from Hagrid.

"What are these charming animals called?" Then the smile on her face grew brighter, Hagrid was such a fool to understand so well, Skeeter instantly found a way to get close to him.

Sure enough, Hagrid immediately showed a happy smile, and he replied in a gruff voice, "Broken tail snails."

"Really?" Skeeter, feigning interest, continued to approach Hagrid. "I've never heard of it before... Where did they get them?"

Harry was very worried, because he knew that Hagrid's definition of "dangerous" was different from that of ordinary people, so he was very worried that Rita Skeeter, a reporter who was good at talking nonsense, would describe Hagrid as a A heinous dark wizard.

Just when he was thinking about how to go forward and interrupt Skeeter's questioning of Hagrid, the other party took the initiative to end the conversation, but she also set a time for the next conversation with Hagrid.

"Fish, we meet again."

Rita Skeeter walked under Hagrid's hut and greeted the cat on the roof with a smile on her face.

"Hello meow! Hey yo!"

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Because of Skeeter's two reports, Fish had a very good impression of her, so after the cat responded, she jumped off the room and landed lightly in front of her. .

And Hermione hurriedly transformed into a little black cat, jumped down from the roof, and came back to Fisher's side and turned back into a human form, staring at Rita Skeeter vigilantly.

Skeeter raised an eyebrow in surprise when she saw the change in Hermione's skilled Animagus, but she soon turned her eyes back to Fish.

"Do you have time for my interview now, Fish?" Rita Skeeter showed the three golden teeth in her mouth again, and smiled with confidence: "I know, you wait. There are no classes."

As her voice fell, the get out of class bell rang, and she immediately took out a plate of hot spaghetti from her alligator purse.

"In addition to pasta, I also brought several kinds of food, I think we can eat and talk?"

Skeeter did put a lot of effort into being able to interview Fish.

"No problem meow!"

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Before Hermione could stop her, Fish had already agreed, not only because he felt good about Skeeter, but also because Cat Cat had other things she wanted to ask her.

"Then, let's find a quiet place to sit down and talk." Skeeter smiled with satisfaction, then said to Hermione, "You can come too, Miss Granger, I think, Readers of the Daily Prophet should also be curious to know how your romance with Fish came about."

The expression on Hermione's face froze slightly. She always felt that there was something in Skeeter's words, and she seemed to be suspected of intimidating herself... But Hermione was really worried that Fish would be interviewed by Skeeter alone, and she was not afraid of Skeeter. Intimidation, so she still firmly followed Fisher's side.

The three came to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and Skeeter used Transfiguration to conjure up tables, chairs, benches, and put out the prepared food.

"We might as well eat and talk," Skeeter said, taking out the parchment she never left her and the green shorthand quill.

After sucking the quill tip in his mouth as usual for a while, Skeeter stood it upright on the parchment.

"What kind of pen is this?"

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Fish chewed on the fried fish, staring at the quill still hanging on the parchment after Skeeter let go, asked curiously.

He had actually seen it when he was testing the wand before, but he was in a hurry to eat, so he forgot to ask.

"Oh, this is my shorthand quill. It can automatically write text according to my thoughts." Rita Skeeter blinked and said proudly: "I have spent a lot of time optimizing this. of shorthand quills that are completely incomparable to those on the market.”

Just as she was saying these words, the green quill was already writing on the parchment in a swift manner—

"The quill held by the charming blond Rita Skeeter, the rebellious one that has helped its owner to debunk many pompous names, is infused with Ms. Skeeter's whimsy and painstaking efforts. , making it the most special of the shorthand quills."

"It's amazing meow!"

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Fish glared at the quill, skipped lunch, and put his head in front of Skeeter.

"This kind of pen can give Feixu a cat? With it, Feixu doesn't have to do his homework!"

"I'm so sorry, dear Fish, that this pen is so important to me that I'm afraid I can't give it to you. But..."

Skeeter's words changed, "I can make another shorthand quill for you. Although it will be a bit rigid compared to mine, it should be enough for homework."

"That's great, meow!" The cat that was still a little lost immediately cheered, "It seems that Fei Xu really misunderstood you, you are a good person!"

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Excited, Fishh also took the initiative to hug Skeeter.

Then sit back and eat fried fish.

"Cough cough...Thank you for your compliment."

Skeeter, who was suddenly hugged by the cat, was stunned for a while before slowly waking up. The trance on her face flashed, and it was quickly replaced by that seemingly enthusiastic smirk.

"So, let's talk about you and Miss Granger now..."

"Right meow! Feixu still has something to ask you!"

∑(?Φ~Φ?)

Skeeter, who was about to turn the subject back, was interrupted again by the cat.

After he swallowed the food in his bulging mouth, he asked curiously again: "How did you just appear next to the vegetable garden, Meow? Fish didn't hear you coming. "

"Uh... this..." Skeeter's expression was a little weird, and she prevaricates vaguely: "Maybe you paid attention to those... um... rattlewolves, so you ignored it?"

"That thing is called a fried tail snail meow." Fish first corrected Skeeter's mistake, and then answered with great certainty: "Absolutely impossible, Fish's ears are very good! And also the nose, the one on your body. The smell is also sudden meow, Feixu can be sure. So... how did you do it, meow? Can you tell Feixu meow?"

?(??ω??)?

Cat Mao supported the table with both hands, leaned forward sharply, put his head in front of Rita Skeeter, and his big green eyes were full of curiosity.

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