The Mysterious Return of Hogwarts

Quirrell opened the door, and then kept monitoring the dark wizard as an Auror, staring at Rita Kist with his eyes wide open. The other party was very generous. He raised his left hand to the same height as his ears and used two fingers to Going around in a circle, this gesture means 'won't you invite me in? ', by the way, this is what vampires are used to when entering human bars.

"Quirinas, please come in."

Neo was still sitting in his old position, holding a notebook and sorting out the data left behind when he made the wand.

Quirrell was not willing to accept it. Before that, he had been talking bad things about Rita Kist in front of Master Neo.

"That's a scumbag with a very low bottom line... Anyone can be used by her as a stepping stone to her own fame and fortune. Fabricating facts, sensationalizing and slandering are her three best spells..."

Neo didn't have any reaction to that, scum, oh well that's quite a lot I know, Tom's followers were all, they almost filled Azkaban.

Rita Kister at the door has big golden curly hair, which looks particularly awkward when paired with her big-chin face.She wore a pair of jewel-encrusted glasses and clutched a crocodile leather handbag with her fat fingers. Her nails were two inches long and painted red.After Quirrell got out of the way, she immediately stepped into the room with cheerful steps. She vaguely showed off a minuet, which showed that she was sincerely happy about interviewing Mr. Slytherin. .

"Those stupid colleagues are rushing to Hogwarts to meet Dumbledore. They never understand that compared to an old man with a white beard longer than his wand, this kind of tender and delicious little meat is the newspaper. Hot topic, if I can concoct one or two news articles about Dumbledore's persecution of this child... Fame, gold galleons... are beckoning to me."

"Please take a seat, madam."

Seeing Quirrell standing there like a wooden stake, Neo had no choice but to speak on his own.

"Thank you, sweet little gentleman."

Ms. Rita was about to sit down, but she glanced at the old sofa that was older than her grandmother, with obvious contempt on her face.She slowly raised her butt up, only halfway up, and then quickly took out a notebook and a dark green shorthand quill from her handbag.

With a wave of her wand, the notebook and pen flew into the air.

"Neo Slytherin, I'm here to talk to you about enrolling in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. By the way, I can record the conversation."

The posture was very smooth, and the posture that was unquestionable was directed towards the opposite side. She felt that the childish little wizard in front of her who was only busy writing and drawing would definitely not refute her.

Of course Neo would not refute, after all, what this woman wrote must have been made up, and it would not matter whether she remembered it or not.

"Of course you can."

Rita smiled triumphantly, and those who knew her well knew that her next move would be to strike hard.

"Then let's talk casually first... I have visited many pure-blood families with a long history. They all retain the utensils and decorations passed down by their ancestors. But to be honest, this Slytherin family This sofa is still the most special I have ever seen..."

She seemed dissatisfied with her seat, which a controlling person would care about.

Neo glanced at the 'most special' sofa. Since it was used for guests to sit on, it should be the shabbiest one in the room. The original lines could no longer be seen on its black leather surface. , the insect holes left on the armrest were torn into several seams, revealing some yellowing filling inside.

He smiled and joked: "Specially artistic?"

"Exceptionally shabby."

Ms. Rita is a decent person who is not good at hiding her acrimony.

"Just like the room you live in, the walls are empty. I thought I could see some paintings about the lavish scenes of your family's ancestors. The color matching is also very poor. As we all know, Slytherin is a person who advocates darkness. A classical aristocrat with a beautiful tone, oh, I don’t suspect that you are a thief who stole Slytherin’s surname, but readers may not have such a rational vision as me, most people still only look at the surface..."

Neo kept smiling as he listened to Rita Gist's sarcasm, and the quill in his hand methodically wrote down his random inspiration.This was far more patient than when he was with Snape. There was nothing he could do about it. Facing the poor fool, Neo had always been very helpless, just like Tom who always liked to hang out with a bunch of rubbish.

This quality of noble compassion for the ignorant is what Neo admires most about Voldemort.

"Sorry, Ms. Rita, I don't have any good tea here, oh, not even many tea cups."

"Don't you even have a house elf in your house?"

Rita was very good at digging for privacy. She twitched her brows, as if she was extremely excited not to be served a cup of tea. Neo glanced at the quill, and he used a little trick to see the notebook with its back to him. , it is written above:

"The noble Slytherin has now fallen into decline. He lives in a house with bare walls and leads a miserable life that is even worse than that of a Muggle. And the heir of this generation of their family has never even seen a house elf. When the reporter arrived, he just scribbled stupidly on the parchment. He was probably illiterate. I heard that this kind of secluded family has always had the bad habit of blood marriage..."

This is a rare talent, and it almost makes Neo feel cherished. You must know that being able to make publicity work smell like gunpowder is hard power, but making it smell like shit can only be explained by talent.

"She and Lockhart are said to have been chasing each other on the best-seller list. Are these two the crouching dragons and phoenixes of the British Peninsula?"

Neo felt that he had underestimated the heroes of the world.He quickly put away the notebook in his hand and waved to Quirrell gently: "Quirinas, did you pour the tea you made when Professor Snape came yesterday? Bring it to Ms. Rita quickly. Don't worry, Snape." He has never drank."

Rita didn't care about this. It was her passive ability to commit suicide. She could endure all the cold treatment she suffered in order to attract attention. Of course, she would definitely come back with crazy revenge in the newspapers.

So there was another line of text in the notebook.

"The author confirmed during the conversation that there are rumors about Mr. Slytherin being at odds with Professor Snape of Hogwarts. Everyone must understand that a Slytherin should have complex feelings about being the dean of Slytherin House. Emotion, this is probably due to jealousy. After all, compared with Professor Snape's achievements, I have never heard of any descendant of Slytherin who has achieved some commendable achievements in these years..."

The green quill wrote happily, and Neo rested his chin on the back of his hand and watched quietly.In the writings of Ms. Rita, he was completely reduced to a clown: "As a poor-brained boy from a down-and-out nobleman, he collided with the greatest white wizard of this century for the sake of vanity. However, sadly, The truth was discovered by the witty reporter." This is the first half. In the second half, because Neo doesn't speak much, it becomes "After discovering the truth, he has been in panic, hoping in various clumsy ways to make the reporter not stop. I even cried several times when I exposed this matter..."

Neo quickly rubbed his eyes, which were a little sore from being sleepy. He was bored after watching too many good shows.