From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

Calvin could no longer stand this report, which was full of lies and conjectures, and looked directly at the end of the report: Writer: Rita Skeeter, gold medal editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, best-selling author of twelve books, Bestseller record holder.Anyone with knowledge of the matter is welcome to report.

"Humph." Calvin snapped his fingers and burned the newspaper to ashes, which attracted the sidelines of the teacher.

"Professor Capet, what are you doing?" McGonagall looked at Calvin with cold eyes and pursed her lips into a straight line. She had not forgotten that the last time the auditorium was burned was the work of the previous Care of Magical Creatures professor.

"Nothing, Professor McGonagall, just a piece of garbage to burn." After saying that, Calvin turned and left the table to prepare for the morning class.

Before Calvin could reach the office, Harry followed him with Hermione and Ron, holding a newspaper in his hand.

"Harry, are you feeling better?" Calvin noticed that Harry was still pale and took the initiative to touch the scar on his forehead.

"Better, Professor." Harry gasped, then raised the newspaper in his hand, "This is what I want to say, Professor, please read this."

"Oh, I already know about this, don't worry, I will solve this problem, myself." Calvin took the newspaper from Harry's hand.

Harry said with some confusion: "Professor, we haven't told anyone else..."

Calvin patted Harry on the shoulder, "I know you don't, and you are not that kind of person. As for those students, some may indeed have complaints against me, but some will not betray me."

Ron kindly reminded, "Professor, you should solve this problem as soon as possible. Rita is a very powerful person. The Minister of Magic has suffered from her. I don't know how she will arrange you."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of this bug."

In the afternoon, Calvin, dressed formally, flooed from the fireplace in his office to Diagon Alley.After coming out of the public fireplace, Calvin walked along the street to a tall building on the south side of Diagon Alley, which was the editorial office of the Daily Prophet.

Calvin opened the door, and a good-looking witch at the front desk asked politely: "Hello sir, who are you looking for?"

"Rita Skeeter."

"Okay, do you have an appointment?"

"I have some big news to break."

"Please wait a moment." The wizard left the front desk in a hurry and came back after a while.

"plz follow me."

The beautiful witch led Calvin through the corridor and knocked on the door of the innermost office.

A moment later, a well-dressed woman opened the door. Her eyes looked at Calvin from beginning to end through a pair of tortoiseshell glasses studded with gems.

"Come in." Rita's voice sounded capable.

Rita poured a glass of red wine in her office, put her left leg on her right leg, and asked arrogantly: "You said you have big news to break to me?"

"Yes, Miss Skeeter." Calvin looked around Rita's office and saw that it was as exquisite and neat as she herself.

The tables, chairs, and bookcases are neatly arranged, and the bookshelves are filled with various books, trophies, newspapers, and photos.Opposite the bookcase is a large wine cabinet filled with precious red wines from all over the world.It seems that she is really favored in the Daily Prophet and can drink during working hours.

"Tell me about it," Rita demanded forcefully, and a piece of parchment and a green quill flew up from the table.Calvin could tell it was a shorthand quill.

"It seems that Miss Skeeter really doesn't know me." Calvin smiled.

"Know you?" Rita looked suspiciously from behind her jeweled glasses, "Why do I know you? We just met for the first time today."

"That is to say," Calvin smiled softly, "you wrote a special report for me and even used my photo from six or seven years ago, but now you don't know who I am?"

Rita studied Calvin again for a moment, and this time she finally recognized him.Putting on a bright smile, he said enthusiastically: "Oh, it turns out you are Calvin Capet. Would you like a glass of wine?"

"No need." Calvin rejected Rita's kindness.

Then he saw Rita's quill writing on the back: The visitor is the new professor of Hogwarts. He walked into my room with a slight anger, showing strong dissatisfaction, not with the author, but with the entire Hogwarts…

Calvin shook his head helplessly.

"Are you worried that your reputation will be damaged? Don't be afraid, after my polishing, you will become famous." Rita saw that Calvin was resisting her, and the corners of her mouth slightly curved into a suitable arc.

"Famous?" Calvin repeated the word in a long tone.

"Yes, I am digging the story of Harry Potter's parents' generation, and you are also a witness to the story. As long as you are willing to tell me the interesting things between them, I think your name will soon appear with me on the best-seller list. In the book.”

"Like this one?" Calvin pulled out a copy of "Armando Dippet: Master or Idiot?" from the bookshelf. 》, turned it over casually.Then he clicked his tongue and said: "It would be great if half of the content in this book is true. I only saw lies and conjectures throughout. It seems that your readers are very fond of this."

Rita raised her thickly painted eyebrows, walked up to Calvin, and said with some disdain: "Calvin Cappe, I have heard of you. An old colleague of mine who often travels on business advised me not to It’s really ridiculous to cause trouble for you, no wonder I haven’t even gotten an editor in chief yet.”

"Today's readers like to read these things-" Rita took the biography of Armando from Calvin.

"——Thrilling, unknown, dark, and a little conspiracy theory. Only in this way can sales be achieved."

"For this, would you rather sacrifice the truth?" Calvin interrupted her.

"The truth?!" Rita laughed strangely and put the book back on the shelf, "What everyone believes is the truth."

"So, let's talk," Rita sat back down, "I'm very interested in you and your relationship with Lily."

"You were raised by your Muggle uncle, but you were sorted into Slytherin House. It was still a time when You-Know-Who was rampant. I believe Lily Evans must have given you a lot of help. What do you think of her? Like it. ? Admiration? Respect? Or, love?" His eyes were firmly fixed on Calvin.

"Rita, Rita," Calvin sighed, "Why don't you listen to your colleagues?"

“I just want readers to see another side of the world.”

Calvin chuckled: "Very good, then I'll show you the other side of the world."

He waved his right hand as if wiping a piece of dirt off the glass.

"What?" Rita was about to ask Calvin what he meant, when she suddenly found that everything around her became strange.

For a time, light and shadow flowed, and everything faded away, leaving only black and white in the world.