Have a sip of black tea and eat some exquisite desserts.

Showing your courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.

But Rita was Rita after all, and she wasn't afraid at all.

As Umbridge's face became more and more ugly, she calmed down a little.

Fudge put down his teacup and said, "You, a great reporter, have a really good nose."

Rita returned what she thought was a reserved smile,

"Minister Fudge, if a media person does not have a sense of smell that ordinary people do not have, can they still be regarded as qualified media people?"

"A very sharp response." Fudge smiled,

"Then as a qualified media person, I think you have no reason to refuse a big news."

Big news means traffic, and traffic means fame.

"Mr. Minister, please speak." Rita opened her small notebook.

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Chapter completed!