Fire Bearer at Hogwarts

Chapter 194 The Change of Skeeter (Subscribe)

"Minister Fudge, thank you for your cooperation." Skeeter raised her head, she pushed her big eyes and said, "The content you gave is very detailed."

Her tone was slightly flattering, but Fudge could see that she seemed dissatisfied when she said this.

But there was no way, of course Fudge couldn't tell her that a damned mysterious killer killed the criminal, it would cause panic.

He had to lie, claiming that a late-night infighting had resulted in the deaths of three people who had changed from high-level prisoners to ordinary prisoners, and they had no relatives anyway.

So, Fudge lay on the chair satisfied, he was very happy that he managed to fool the most difficult one among the reporters.

Skeeter... this fat woman, sometimes Fudge wished the Aurors would find a crime to catch her in Azkaban, she was the one who attacked the Ministry of Magic the most every day in the Daily Prophet.

"Minister Fudge, they have all left." An Auror walked in, he was one of the few Aurors who knew the truth, he handed Fudge a cup of coffee, and then stood beside him in a compliment.

"Didn't you say anything?" Fudge asked slowly, taking a sip of his coffee.

He wanted to pick up his report, but there was a beetle lying on it, and he had to wave his hand to drive away the beetle.

"Who brought this beetle..." he muttered.

"I didn't say anything." The Auror didn't hear his muttering, so he nodded and continued: "The Aurors in Azkaban may have cast the Loyalty Curse, and they won't say it."

"That's good." Fudge was finally satisfied, he felt that he had successfully survived the catastrophe.

However, he had no idea that the fat beetle on the table had already listened to everything in its head.

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"How can the witty Skeeter reporter be fooled by the stupid Fudge who thinks he can fool the great people?"

A woman's voice continued to come through in the warm cabin, her voice was impassioned, and the quill in front of her quickly recorded every word she said and added exaggerated embellishments.

"Skeeter found out about his conspiracy, he was actually plotting..." Suddenly, the woman's voice stopped, not because Skeeter's inspiration was exhausted, but because she felt the man.

Ever since she was cursed, she could always feel that man precisely, especially when he was around.

She subconsciously calmed down, she didn't want to see that man.

"Bang bang." There was a knock on the door. It was obvious that Ash didn't want to give her this chance. Ash stood at the door and gently knocked on the door.

"Please wait a moment..." Skeeter said and ran quickly to the door.

"Mr. Embers..." She bent over to Ash who walked in the door, and by the way, she pulled out a chair for Ash to sit down.

"What are your orders?" Skeeter lowered his head and said, his voice sounded rather nasty.

Ash frowned, and he said slowly, "I came to see how you are doing." Of course Ash didn't come to see how Skeeter was eating and sleeping well, he was here to see how Skeeter was eating. Te has been transformed by the soul for so long, has there been any changes?

"Detect." Ash didn't wait for Skeeter, he flicked his wand lightly, and Skeeter immediately became transparent in front of his eyes.

But unlike those ordinary wizards, who were purely transparent, Skeeter's body was filled with silver-blue light.

This is the power of the soul.

The soul spread throughout Skeeter's body like blood vessels and bones, and it was still shaking slowly.

"How do you feel recently?" Ash asked slowly, he was a little curious about whether these souls had changed her body.

Skeeter froze for a moment, she said slowly: "I slept more soundly than usual..."

"Except for life." Ash thought for a while and said, "Is there any change in releasing the spell?"

"Yes..." Skeeter thought for a while and said, she stretched out her hands with strange nail polish and said, "I've become more and more comfortable using spells recently."

"The casting speed has increased?" Ash asked.

"Almost." Skeet nodded: "The main reason is that I feel more responsive."

"I see." Ash nodded, he didn't expect the soul to have such an effect.

"About how significant the improvement is." Ash then asked: "If it is from one to ten, ten levels, how many levels do you think it has improved."

As he said that, Ash took out his notebook, which was full of notes.

"Uh..." Skeeter was taken aback by Ash's professional appearance, she thought about it cautiously and said, "Two?"

"Hmm..." Ash nodded and continued to ask, "What about other aspects?"

"By the way..." Skeeter said as if remembering something: "Recently, my transformation into a beetle has become faster, and the immersion has also decreased."

"Immersion?"

"It's the feeling that comes from the heart, that you think you're a beetle," Skeeter explained.

Ash was taken aback by her explanation. He didn't expect soul transformation to be useful for Animagus...

For a moment, he thought of Phil, his owl that always wanted to cast spells... If he uses his soul to transform its body, can it make it swing a magic wand...

Or take it a step further... how about making it look like other animals?
Wait, if you can turn into other animals, it would be better to turn Phil into a human, and it would be easier to use the wand.

For a moment, Ash felt that his brain had opened up, and he arranged a dozen good transformation plans for Phil in just a few seconds.

He also thought of turning Phil into a Transforming Magus. He heard from Vorka that there was a student named Tonks in the school who was a Transforming Magus.

Thinking of this, Ash nodded, he stood up and said, "Your words are very helpful."

"Then this curse is..."

"No." Ash shook his head, and he slowly picked up the news draft on the table, which contained the Azkaban incident related to him.

It has to be said that if Skeeter's report is published, Fudge may really step down...

This made Ash not particularly happy. After all, with such a pedantic leader as Fudge, the Ministry of Magic would not be able to exert its abilities at all. The weakness of the Ministry of Magic could give Ash more opportunities to take advantage of.

If you are unlucky, it will not be so good if you replace it with a capable minister.

Thinking of this, Ash frowned and looked at Skeeter.

"It's a good story," he said, "but I don't want to see it in tomorrow's paper."

"You write as Fudge tells you." He continued, "Inform me of news from the Ministry of Magic in the future."

After all, he flicked his wand, and the flame instantly burned the parchment to ashes. The dazzling fire set off Skeeter's cowardly face with his head bowed, which seemed particularly vigorous.

"Everything is according to what you said..." Skeeter said slowly.

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