Become a god by drawing cards starting from Hogwarts

"It's funny, Halloween, don't these reporters have a day off?" Leon joked to Professor McGonagall with a smile as he looked at the jack-o'-lanterns and candles that had been decorated in the hallway.

"Maybe it's because you're more important than Halloween?" Professor McGonagall replied jokingly, adding excitedly, "Did you know that your paper has been published in the next issue of Transfiguration Today, and the reply to your letter and remuneration has been handed over to me, and I will pass it on to you later." "

"Oh, so fast?" Leon was a little surprised.

"It's not fast, you know, not long after I mailed your paper, I received replies from several editors-in-chief of Transfiguration Today, your paper, but it was an eye-opener for these guys. Professor McGonagall looked at Leon with a look of relief and teased.

"It's mostly your light. Leon didn't feel anything to be proud of, after all, this game was only worth fifty Galleons, and no matter how good the praise was, he was only worth fifty Galleons for the Transfiguration world.

"I told you before, child, to stay alive and innocent, your current demeanor is not in line with your age. Looking at Leon's flat face, Professor McGonagall complained with a headache.

"But I really don't think it's something to be proud of. Leon reluctantly spread his hands in response.

The two of them walked around and chatted to Professor McGonagall's office, and as soon as they entered, they saw a man with delicate hair. Stiff. The weird big curl, with her big chin face, looks particularly awkward. A strange woman wearing a pair of jeweled glasses, clutching a crocodile leather handbag with thick fingers, nails more than two inches long, painted red.

"Hello, I'm Rita Skeeter from the Daily Prophet, and you're the little wizard who developed the wolf poison potion, Leon Chris. Nice to see you. As soon as Rita Skeeter saw Leon, her eyes lit up and she introduced herself.

"Yes. Seeing this woman, Leon had a headache, Rita is a reporter with a standard paparazzi reporting model, he didn't expect the Daily Prophet to let this woman come to him.

"Oh, you're so young and handsome, you must have a lot of material to dig up compared to you, Ms. McGonagall, can you give us a separate interview?" Rita looked at Leon excitedly, and then hinted to Professor McGonagall to leave.

Professor McGonagall frowned, about to say something, but seeing Leon nodding at him without a trace, he had no choice but to retreat, since Leon was sure that he could deal with it alone, Professor McGonagall naturally believed him.

"Okay, the unrelated person has left, and now, let's start the interview, I don't know how old Mr. Chris is. Rita sat down and asked as she took out a dark green shorthand quill in her mouth.

"11 years old. Leon replied.

"Eleven years old, that's really young, so how did you invent the wolf poison potion. Rita asked.

"Occasionally, on a whim, a potion of wolf poison was brewed on a whim, and of course, the guidance of my professor, Professor Snape, who was a master of potions. Leon had already prepared his manuscript and replied.

Rita nodded, and the shorthand quill in her hand began to write automatically, Leon glanced at it, and suddenly his face darkened.

Leon Criss denied the self-development of the Wolf Poison Potion, and said that the main development of the potion was developed by Hogwarts Potions Professor Snape, who was only on the sidelines, but did not hesitate to occupy the honor of his own professor, which makes us have to sigh at this child's desire for glory. "

"Your quill seems to have an idea of its own. Leon reminded as he looked at Rita with a cold face.

"Ah, this is a descriptive technique, you don't have to care, I'll explain later. Rita immediately explained, but there was no apology on her smiling face.

Leon frowned, took out his wand, and pointed it at Rita: "I don't want to repeat it a second time, please ask Lady Rita to follow the actual interview." "

"Okay, okay. Rita was not afraid at all, but the shorthand quill in her hand moved again: "As if sensing that he had accidentally said something, Leon Criss took out his wand and threatened me to change the previous record, and planned to cover up the truth and give himself all the credit." "

Leon sighed, the woman in front of him really didn't know how to see the situation clearly, and immediately picked the wand, and the parchment and shorthand quill in his hand all flew in front of Leon, and in the next second, it was directly cut into countless pieces.

"You!" Seeing Leon cast a levitation spell and a cutting spell without reciting a spell from beginning to end, Rita was shocked and almost couldn't close her mouth.

"This is just a small warning, and since you don't plan to come with me, then I won't be polite to you. Leon said with a cold face, looking at Rita.

"This is Hogwarts, your performance makes me very suspicious of your identity, believe it or not I asked Lady McGonagall to punish you, you can't do anything to me, I'm a guest, I'm a reporter!" Rita was a little panicked, she really saw the killing intent in Leon's eyes.

Oh my God, I actually saw the killing intent in the eyes of an eleven-year-old child, what is the origin of this child, the reserve Dark Lord? And the magic attainment is completely beyond the scope of ordinary adult wizards, is he really only eleven years old?

"Oh, shout, after shouting, I happened to tell Professor McGonagall about a certain Agmanis being an illegal Agmanis beetle, and I must be very interested in a certain little beetle compared to Professor McGonagall, who is a master of Transfiguration, and Azkaban's Dementors. Leon looked at Rita playfully and said.

"What you're talking about, I don't understand. Even though he denied it, Leon could clearly see that Rita's face was pale, and her eyes began to be in a trance.

"You're a smart person, it's good to know some things, and I'm also very interested in your abilities, so how about a new acquaintance?" Leon didn't use verbal persecution, but said to Rita with a smile on his face: "Leon Chris, a first-year wizard at Hogwarts. "

Rita Skeeter is a reporter for the Daily Prophet. Rita let out a sigh of relief and looked at Leon with a look of jealousy, at this time she regretted taking this interview task very much, she knew that the target was this kind of monster, and it was impossible for her to kill someone to come up and send a head.

"You should be glad you're smart, and I'm glad I'm not angry, or I wouldn't mind giving you a Diamond Heart Curse. Looking at Rita's expression, Leon continued to throw a threat, although he couldn't drill the heart spell, but Rita didn't know.

Sure enough, hearing this, Rita collapsed directly on the seat, soaked in cold sweat, and only now did she dare to be sure that she didn't feel wrong, this guy was the third generation of the Dark Lord of the Reserve!