Rita Skitter hurriedly called out to the three little wizards who were protruding their heads, "Do you know where Professor Lockhart's office is? I have something to look for him." She smiled stiffly at them, but her mind had already flown far away.

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at her in a daze. Why is this woman back?

Hermione didn't answer, but just looked at Rita Skit angrily. But when Ron saw her gaze turning to Harry, he quickly spoke, "Next to Classroom 2 underground."

Rita Skit left with satisfaction. When she walked on the road, she felt a little weird. The girl looked at her not very friendly.

But what if you care about her! Anyway, she is not a celebrity, otherwise I could have written her into the article!

"Ron!" Hermione looked angry.

"Listen to me, don't let Harry get involved with that woman, she will make all the eighteen generations of Harry's ancestors." Ron explained.

The little witch felt relieved, and Harry realized that he had just walked through the vortex and was still safe.

...

In a dark underground corridor, Rita Skit's figure disappeared for a few seconds, and then, a beetle flew out of the darkness, flapping its wings and skillfully flew to the next door to Classroom 2 underground.

The beetle hovered in the air for a few seconds, staring at the door sign of "Dark Magic Defense Class - Gidro Lohart", quietly drilling through the crack of the door.

Lockhart was constantly circling around his office, his expression a little furious. Even the row of portraits hanging on the wall became frowning.

The beetle landed on the edge of a portrait and looked down at him from a high point.

"Damn #%&..."

Lockhart lost his former demeanor and kept rubbing his hair with his hands, and his blonde curly hair became more and more messy.

"Maybe I can do something, like I used to be, I'm very good at it, great enough..."

Lockhart talked to himself at a waiting portrait of himself. Lockhart in the portrait gave him a thumbs up, revealing his white teeth.

"But what should I do if I attack the Minister of Magic? Oh my God, this is ridiculous. It was just an accident, an accident! I will not let others frame me casually, even if he is the Minister of Magic!"

"I'm not easy to mess with either. I have a huge readership and they will support me."

Lohat thought carefully for a while and he shouldn't be locked up in Azkaban, which made him feel better.

"But if my readers know that I'm lying to them..." He couldn't help but shivered.

Everything seemed to be back to the beginning, how should I solve the troubles of Rita Skitter, a woman.

Lockhart became irritated again. He felt that he shouldn't be greedy for new books sales and promised Dumbledore to be a professor in the Dark Magic Defense class.

"Old liar!"

After a while, Lockhart sat on the chair and took out a piece of parchment and quickly wrote something.

The beetle spread its wings and quietly approached from the other side. It landed near a stack of published books, climbed over a white velvet handkerchief, and hid behind a delicate slight cup.

This location allows you to see the text close-up of Lockhart.

"Ms. Rita Skit, I'm calm in my mood..." After writing a few words, Lockhart suddenly kneaded the parchment into a ball and smashed it out.

The paper ball flipped over the thin cup on the table, revealing the beetles hiding behind.

For a second or two, Lockhart and the beetle's little eyes looked at each other, and a huge absurdity surged in his heart - the lines on its body were exactly the same as those of Rita Skitter's woman's jewelry glasses!

"How come there is such disgusting thing in my room?"

Under his gaze, the beetle quickly ran away.

But Lohart didn't think much about it. He picked up a stack of student homework and took a hard shot.

"Bang!"

But the beetle didn't do anything, but ran even more happily. It climbed to the edge of the table, flapped its wings and took off, and quickly moved away from Lockhart.

"Hey, I don't believe it!" Lockhart chased the annoying beetle and beat it.

After the beetle was dodged several times, Lohart suddenly slapped on the ground, and he stepped on it-

Finally, his depression became much more relaxed.

Wait, this foot feeling...

Lockhart soon discovered something was wrong, and the soles of his feet began to burst out with dazzling light. His feet were involuntarily supported and pushed away. A woman's head appeared, and soon her limbs were stretched out.

He was dumbfounded. The beetle under his feet turned into a woman, a hateful woman named Rita Skit!

"Rita Skit! You, you you!" Lockhart was stunned, his feet still stomping on her shoulders. He retreated with horror and slammed firmly on the table.

Rita Skit lay on the ground, with an awkward expression on her face. Things had never expected that this would have happened.

Lockhart is a fool, and he has encountered this incredible person. What kind of luck is this!

Over the years, I have peeped at countless secrets, but now I am going to fall into the hands of a fool?

Does he discriminate against beetles?!

On the other side, Lockhart's expression was suspicious, his hands rubbing behind him, his wand on the table...

He delayed the time: "Rita Skit! I didn't expect you to be Animagus, Oh my God! You are the illegal Animagus, and you slipped into my room to peep..." He turned around and grabbed the wand!

With the wand in his hand, he is sure to win.

But when he turned around, Rita Skit rushed up with his teeth bared.

"Dong!"

Skitter's fat body hit Lockhart, causing him to scream in pain. The two wrestled together, and the portrait of Lockhart on the wall screamed in unison.

"Get out!" Lockhart struggled desperately.

"Huff!"

Rita Skit gained the upper hand by her size. She suppressed Lohart with one hand and pulled the wand out of her pocket with the other, and the tip of the wand was pressed hard against his forehead. She chanted the spell frantically.

"All forget is empty!"

After a moment, Lockhart's expression became confused.

When he came to his senses, Lockhart felt his mind a little confused, "Well, what am I thinking? By the way, that woman, Rita Skit, I want to write to her, I have to agree to her request, otherwise my career and reputation will be ruined."

"Merlin, please come to Hogwarts one by one!"

Lockhart stood up and the office had become neat again, but the characters in the portrait on the wall were sick and obviously lacking in spirit.

...

On the other side, Felix chased Dumbledore and others to the school hospital. Dumbledore called Phoenix Fox again. The little guy glanced at his master with anger and treated Fuggy reluctantly with tears.

"After all, no sequelae was left. If the Minister of Magic was attacked in Hogwarts spread..." Mrs. Pomfrey, who was beside her, poured a bottle of black medicine into it, and his cheeks became rosy.

"Based on what I know about the minister, he won't say it out." Kingsley said, "But the woman named Rita Skit is a hidden danger!"

"Don't worry, I'll communicate with her." Felix said calmly, looking at Foggy's face, quietly pulling off a bunch of his hair.

It’s not that he wants to do something, but because the position is too straight and the opportunity is too rare.
Chapter completed!