Rita Skit lowered her head deeply and dared not speak loudly. She felt that she had difficulty breathing, but this time she was sure that she was not affected by magic, but something was more thrilling than magic.

She knew she had to make a decision as soon as possible. She knew very well that the person in front of her didn't care about her life and death. The only purpose he came to the door last time was to let her learn to shut up, and when she did so, she was not troubled by this. But in the same way, if she wanted to seek help, she had to pay some price.

And she is confident, and the name Rita Skitter itself represents value.

"Dear Mr. Hepp," she said sincerely, "I hope to get some advice when I made a fatal mistake." At the same time, she couldn't help but blame another man who lived high above the castle, Dumbledore.

In her new book, although she avoided her name, she was always brave and good at ease and used many hints, and was recognized as the "black demon and his loyal Death Eater" gimmick, which was recognized as "the entanglement between the black demon and his loyal Death Eater". She added a lot of details.

Regarding the information about Regulus, she found not much inside information. Her reputation among wizards is no longer useful, and it is not useful to become a beetle. Ordinary people will not talk about a dead person anytime and anywhere. She only found some public information and stitched the characteristics of more than a dozen famous ancestors of the Black family and put them together.

Therefore, the descendant of the pure blood family in the book, who has "pure and noble bloodline", is sometimes elegant, tolerant, sometimes cautious in character, and sharp in words, which is a bit like the person in front of her...

But people who can't even mention their names are different. This is a drama she has carefully created. In order to impact the honor of "the best-selling book of the 20th century", the promotional term for this book abroad is "the secret past of the second dark king". She personally hinted that foreign publishers linked the mysterious man to the big man who is now imprisoned on the tower. She was very skillful in these small methods and was familiar with them.

The long voyeurism experience made her identify one thing. Although people avoid it, there is a noisy little devil living deep in everyone's heart. They hope to see an unattainable big man stepping down from the altar or being kicked off from the altar.

And she, Rita Skit, acts as a stumbling block.

With this idea, she filled the book with a lot of real details, and for this she had to pursue the past of the mysterious man like a hard-working beetle, especially his childhood experience. This was a dangerous behavior. She carefully selected the breakthrough point. After knowing several great surnames, she decisively focused her direction on the childhood of the mysterious man. His life in the orphanage.

Coincidentally, she met Dumbledore, who was also interested in the childhood of a mysterious man, and they met at the residence of an orphanage director. Dumbledore didn't mention the fatal danger she might encounter, but just tactfully persuaded her, "It's better not to do this..."

This old bee that can only buzz! Rita Skit slandered with the homonym of Dumbledore's name.

How old is he this year?

Rita Skit thought with a vicious thought of secrets, but thought that with his profound mana, he might have lived longer than her in the end, and she had no idea. Perhaps it was good to criticize his school management methods in newspapers, or describe him as a crazy old lunatic, but she would not dare to dig out the real secrets while he was still alive.

A scrutinized look swept over her, causing her to breathe a breath, and her body couldn't help but feel excited. The burning fireplace did not bring her much warmth, and her complicated thoughts were suddenly extinguished.

"You ask me for advice?"

"Frankly, I can't see your regret... Maybe you enjoy it?" Felix said softly: "It's reasonable. You make a choice and bear all the consequences of the choice."

"No, that's not the case." Rita Skitter hurriedly said: "I know you have a lot of influence on some people, like the last Black...just say hello."

"Say hello?" Felix interrupted her: "If I understand correctly, do you want me to sacrifice my friend's interests to help someone who has no relationship with me?"

Skit's breath suddenly suffocated.

"Jiji (that's it!" Valen shouted indignantly in his arms.

Rita Skit's posture was even lower. She told all her experiences over the past few days. As she performed, she seemed to be in a state. Her eyes, which had always lacked empathy, were filled with tears.

"I regret your experience." Felix responded briefly after hearing this, "but don't say you are innocent, everything is a decision you make in a sane state."

"I know..." Rita Skit said sly: "I brought some 'sincerity'." She raised her hands and showed him the bright red nails, which then made a "click" sound and left her hands.

Ten nails that looked like small daggers floated in front of Felix. He wanted to reach out to fish, but he stopped him. He watched through the air for a while and turned his head quietly.

"I have three suggestions, you can choose to listen, or not, or just listen to one or two. You are smart, Rita, you need to judge for yourself."

"First, to downplay the influence of that book, it depends on how determined you are. But I need to remind you that Dumbledore will not be interested in a dead child..."

"Second, I will contact Sirius and say you promised to write a biography for Regulus. He doesn't care about his reputation, but he can't tolerate others defiling his younger brother. So, Rita, take out your most brilliant writing skills."

"at last……"

Felix's slender fingers shook slightly, and a wetrosnake ring suddenly appeared, turning into a small snake like black jade, and rushed to her with a "swoosh". Before she could react, she swam onto her bare fingers.

Rita Skit stared at the ring in absurdly, staring at the little green eyes of the swimming snake.

"If there is a problem that threatens your life, just rub the ring. Believe me, you have no time to send a message of help. If those people take action because of your 'offensive act', they won't let you die easily."

Rita Skit breathed a sigh of relief, her expression became much more solemn. She lowered her head and took two steps back, and said respectfully: "I can do all three things, Mr. Happ." Then she turned into a fat beetle again and flew out of the castle.

Felix lowered his head and thought, took out a piece of parchment and wrote a text message:

"Sirius, I know you're upset about that annoying book, and I'm about to tell you about it.

Rita Skit just asked me and the book would not be printed again, but the thousands of copies that have been released may not be recovered. I arranged for Remus to acquire the inventory on the market two days ago, trying to minimize the impact.

In addition, she also promised to write a biography for Regulus. Every word in the biography must be approved by your consent, and you can ask her with the strictest standards. I believe that you and Clicher can provide enough details to make the characters in the book feel a bit fleshy, but I suggest you to fade away the name of the Horcrux, or postpone this part of the publication...

So, you'd better not wander around Rita Skit's doorstep, she's already a frightened bird, I don't want to read in the newspaper that you're sent to Azkaban during breakfast.

Also, if you want to join Hogwarts next year as a professor of black magic defense, it is best to make some preparations in advance. I have a friend in Muggle World who can arrange for you to be a teaching assistant for a while.

If you are interested, please contact Mr. Zacharais Colifo, with the address…”

After writing the letter, the flames in the fireplace suddenly turned into bright turquoise green, and Felix threw the parchment into the flame, which whirled and disappeared.

Come to his senses, Valen was staring at the bright red nails in the air, "Oh, that can't be given to you." Felix said, putting away these countless secret nails.

His positioning for this thing is that it may never be used, and it may be used tomorrow.

Then he turned his wand, and a silver light flew out of the tip of the wand. These lights lingered around Valen like silver silk and gradually turned into entities. Valen kept twisting his body and watched all this in surprise, as if countless invisible flower fairies were weaving clothes behind it, and finally forming a silver cloak.

"Jiji?"

"One of the recent research results has reshape the patron saint and condensed it into a new entity." Felix said with a smile, "You can try it."

Valen blinked, looked at the glowing cloak behind him, putting his hood on his head, revealing only half of his pink beak.

"Jiji! Jiji?"

It found itself floating up, and Valen looked at Felix in surprise, who neither pulled out his wand nor stretched out his fingers, but just looked at it with a smile.

Valen twisted his body, and the silver cloak behind him also flew, and then it flew towards the side of the office.

"Wajiji!"

After a while, Valen mastered the cloak behind him with a slight turn, the cloak could quickly change its position.

I was having fun playing, flying around the house, screaming in surprise.

Felix kept thinking in his mind that this magic was probably only possible for him to use, but he had actually mastered a kind of flying magic, but there were some side effects and generally not very useful.
Chapter completed!