This Hogwarts isn't normal.

March 27,

The trial that was 12 years late finally came.

It was still dawn, and the wizards who were listening had arrived at the Ministry of Magic one after another and came to the magnificent lobby reception hall.

This was an open trial, and the Ministry of Magic even invited the relatives of the 12 Muggle victims that year.

With such a big show, Rita Skeeter, the queen of news, would naturally not be absent.

She simply changed into an ordinary black-framed glasses and sneaked in.

At least she was disguised. It can't be said to be swaggering, but it can be regarded as open and aboveboard.

"Name."

"Rita Skeeter."

The lady in charge of the inspection was so scared that her face turned green.

Notify the superiors, there are a large group of wizards around, can we just watch?

Rita leaned over to her, "Any questions?"

"No...no."

Passed the security check smoothly, and then came to the rows of golden doors at the end of the hall.

A total of twenty doors, leading to twenty elevators.

"Excuse me."

Rita looked back.

This is a handsome young man in his early twenties, a little immature and green, probably graduated only a few years ago.

"Madam, are you really Rita Skeeter?"

"It's me, absolutely." Rita tapped the frame of her black-framed glasses, turning it into the original gold-rimmed glasses inlaid with jewels.

Feeling her high-profile breath coming from his nose, the handsome young man shuddered subconsciously.

He spoke in a low voice, "Ms. Skeeter, the Ministry of Magic has long regarded you as a thorn in the eye. I know a ventilation duct that leads directly to the street outside."

Rita seemed a little surprised.

It turned out that this handsome young man was not trying to flirt with her, but her die-hard fan.

"Thank you, but I believe that today is the day when justice comes, and no one can take me away in front of you."

As expected of the queen of news, she made the situation clear in one sentence.

Today's trial is also a complete political show, not to mention that the Ministry of Magic has not yet officially issued a warrant for her arrest.

Although many wizards around her spitted at what she just said, the handsome guy, who was a die-hard fan, was obviously encouraged.

In the face of power, they chose to stand with the people, and even disregarded their own safety to try their best to expose the dark side of the Ministry of Magic. Such media talents are real media people.

Rita really enjoys the various looks around her.

So what if they are disdainful or despised, her current image is very positive.

According to her partner's original words, people only see what they want to see, and the truth of the matter is not important at all.

As long as it can be maintained, sooner or later all wizards will be convinced.

While waiting for the elevator, Rita talked a lot with the handsome guy.

His name is John Hollingworth, a Hogwarts student who graduated in 1990, in the same class as Tonks, and a reporter for the consulting column of "Wizard Weekly" that is popular among witches.

"Hollingworth? John, Claire Hollingworth is your..."

"She is my great-aunt."

Claire Hollingworth, the first famous British war correspondent who reported on the German invasion of Poland.

Although she is a Muggle, her many visits to the battlefield to write reports have made many wizard reporters respect her.

I didn't expect that the descendant of such a legendary reporter would work as a reporter for a gossip magazine like "Wizard Weekly". It seems that the competition for positions this year is very fierce.

"John, are you interested in switching jobs to help me?"

Facing the olive branch thrown by Rita, John answered without thinking, "I am interested, very interested."

He seemed particularly excited, and he was probably very dissatisfied with his current job.

That's right, any aspiring reporter would not choose a gossip magazine.

Rita stretched out her hand to him, "Welcome to join, John."

"I... I really can..."

"Of course, my partner plans to start a new newspaper. There is no problem with funding. The only thing missing is capable people."

John knew that it was the legendary deeds of his great-aunt that moved Rita, not because of his own ability.

He held Rita's hand, "Ms. Skeeter, I will definitely prove that your vision is correct."

Since they have decided to switch jobs, the two of them will naturally attend the trial together.

Taking the elevator to the Department of Mysteries on the ninth floor underground, we walked down a corridor made of rough stone walls and soon saw heavy wooden doors one after another.

Each door led to a courtroom, and today's trial would be held in the innermost one.

Entering the tenth courtroom, Rita and John had to admire the efficiency of the Ministry of Magic in infrastructure.

The sentry posts and temporary command posts around Hogwarts Castle took only one night, and it was unknown how many nights it took to expand the courtroom in front of us to the size of a football field, change the original black stones to white, and change the light from dim to bright.

Rita chose a corner to sit down and pointed to the extremely conspicuous iron chair at the bottom,

"John, do you know why the Ministry of Magic made such a big fuss about this trial?"

John, who was sitting next to her, lowered his head and thought for a moment, "Is it because they want to incite the emotions of the people? Let everyone stand with them?"

"Yes." Rita smiled.

Sharp analysis, straight to the point.

A shameful traitor like Peter Pettigrew is bound to be condemned by everyone, and the Ministry of Magic will surely win the hearts of the people if it shows an attitude of severe punishment.

Rita opened the notebook she carried with her, hesitated and wrote a line of small words on it,

"John, what do you think the result of the trial will be?"

"Well...it can only be the death penalty, but it can't be too easy for Peter Pettigrew."

Rita wrote the word "parade" but quickly crossed it out.

"What do you think about making him kneel down and repent?"

John was slightly stunned, "Kneel in front of the Potter Memorial in Godric's Hollow? Or the Potter's former residence?"

Rita's face was full of mockery, "Maybe we have to add a Black ancestral house, if the Ministry of Magic doesn't mind that there are two Death Eaters in this family."

If they don't mind, the public will mind too.

Sirius's cousin Bellatrix is ​​still serving his sentence in Azkaban, and his younger brother is one of Voldemort's earliest followers, although the specific cause of death is unknown.

He can only represent himself, not the entire Black family, which is pure-blooded.

Even if this family has declined.

As time goes by, more and more wizards sit in the courtroom the size of a football field.

When the 12 Muggle victims entered the venue, it caused quite a stir, and everyone was talking about something.

Rita and John were no exception.

"If you were asked to write an article, what would you emphasize?"

"I would probably focus on the suffering that the Muggle relatives have suffered in the past 12 years, so that everyone would begin to reflect on the harm of abusing magic."

"60 points, barely passing."

Rita stopped writing quickly in her notebook and spread it out in front of John.

"Tragedy keeps repeating, how can it be completely stopped?"

She raised the opposition between wizards and Muggles in a few simple sentences, leaving room for people to imagine.

John nodded, not quite understanding.

The key point is the degree of discussion. If there is discussion, there will be attention. The more attention, the easier it is to become a hot topic.

As for conscience and bottom line, of course they must have them, but as a reporter, you must first be famous, otherwise it will be useless if you don't have influence.

Rita, the news queen, is indeed worthy of being his idol. The newly established newspaper may completely subvert the news industry in the wizarding world.

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