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340. Unscrupulous reporter

Lynn was unaware of Percy's arrest of Malfoy with the Feng Discipline Commissioners.

That afternoon he was sitting in his office to receive reporters from the Prophet Daily who came to Hogwarts.

The reporter's name Rita Skit, wearing a colorful robe and an ugly face. At first glance, it makes people feel that she doesn't look like a good person.

Lynn is a little familiar with the name of this reporter. The only reporter who appeared in the original work and left his name is the unscrupulous female reporter who can turn into a beetle.

But when facing Lynn, she was filled with a hypocritical and flattering smile, just as if not a student of Hogwarts sitting opposite her, but the editor-in-chief of the Prophet Daily.

Lin En glanced suspiciously at the reporter who felt a little abnormal. She always felt that she had other intentions for her, and she couldn't help but feel alert.

He hasn't read the latest issue of the Prophet Daily. If he has read it, he will know why this woman stares at him with such eyes.

Skitter found a new promotion password.

"Mr. Belloc, can our interview begin now if you have nothing else?" Skit asked in a cautious tone she had never used to the interviewee.

Lynn waved, and an exquisite teapot flew over and filled the cup in front of him and Skit with tea.

"Madam, but we'd better get faster and try to end the interview within half an hour. I'll have a meeting to attend later."

[As soon as we met, Chairman Belloc warmly poured me tea and said that he attached great importance to this interview and took half an hour from his busy working hours to entertain me. This youngest Professor Hogwarts in history, the recipient of the Medal of the Sir Merlin, was so modest and courteous, without the slightest arrogance of a young man.]

Lynn looked at the green shorthand quill like a ghost, and finished writing the sentence on parchment almost within five seconds of his words.

Skit also noticed the change in Lynn's expression and said with a kind smile.

"Don't worry about it, Mr. Belloc, since you have limited time, let's talk about us."

Lynn twitched the corner of his mouth, wondering if there was something wrong with his memory?

Isn’t this woman an unscrupulous journalist in the original work?

Although her performance is quite unscrupulous now, it’s so embarrassing!

"I heard that the reason you served as a professor of Dark Magic Defense in Hogwarts last semester was that the first professor adventurer and best-selling novelist Gidro Lohart was discovered to be a liar who was proficient in forgetting curse? So the principal Dumbledore had to ask you to replace Lohart as him to teach Dark Magic Defense?"

"Yes, I didn't have the idea of ​​becoming a professor, but at that time, Professor Dumbledore couldn't find anyone else." Lynn said with a sip of black tea, and glanced at the shorthand quill from the corner of his eyes.

[The professor of the Black Magic Defense Class has been recruited but was suddenly confirmed to be a liar!

When Dumbledore tossed and turned, Lynn Belloc, a young wizard who was only in the third grade, stood up!

He couldn't bear to see that the students in the castle could not learn valuable knowledge, and he couldn't bear to see that his classmates' friends had only textbooks but did not teach, so he resolutely submitted his application to the helpless Dumbledore to serve as a professor of the Black Magic Defense Class, and passed the professor's assessment perfectly.

We all know that the position of the professor of the Dark Magic Defense Class does not seem to be very safe. In this case, Lynn Belloke resolutely chose to take this extremely high risk...]

Just as Lynn was glaring at the contents on the parchment, the "unscrupulous" reporter asked another question.

"Then how much salary did Dumbledore pay you last year."

Lynn was still shocked at how shameless a person could tell lies with his eyes open, and replied subconsciously.

"I thought Hogwarts gave too little work, so I didn't want it."

[Hogwarts President Dumbledore proposed to provide Professor Belloke with generous salary, but was rejected by this good professor who was dedicated to the public. He said that he wanted everything to serve the students and withdraw money or something, which was an insult to him!]

Lynn:...

Is this really talking about me?

At this moment, a knock sounded outside the office door and pulled Lin Neng back to the normal world from being confused.

"Please come in."

Hermione pushed the door and walked in. She saw Skit sitting opposite Lynn knowing that Lynn was doing a serious business now, so she walked to him lightly and whispered to him about what happened to Malfoy being arrested.

Lynn nodded, no surprise at all. Snape had already communicated with each other, and he was forced to do it. With some transactions to sell Harry, he promised not to hinder any work in the student union.

"Then I'll go to the Feng Discipline Inspection Commission's Office to wait for a meeting for a while?"

Lynn nodded: "If you are hungry, go to the tea room to get some snacks. Today's cookies are very good."

Just as Lynn talked to Hermione, the sound of sliding parchment on the desk "rustling" pen tips sounded again.

[Even if he has stepped down and is no longer a professor, Chairman Belloc still cares about every student so much. When the members of the student union came to the office to report on the work, Chairman Belloc still never forgot to care about his subordinates' daily diet and told her kindly that she could get some snacks to make her stomach. The little witch of Hogwarts looked longing for him, and the feelings in her eyes made us, as adults, smile knowingly. Youth is supposed to be like this.]

A blush suddenly appeared on Hermione's cheeks, and the blush spread to the tip of her ears, and then she covered her face at a loss and ran out of the office.

Lynn looked at Skitter speechlessly.

"I said, there must be a limit to talking nonsense. You've passed it a little."

Hearing the dissatisfaction in Lynn's tone, Skirt hurriedly held the shorthand quill that he had to continue writing in his hand.

"Sorry, sorry, it's old problem. I will delete this sentence and I will guarantee that I won't continue to talk nonsense later."

Lynn shook his head helplessly.

"Then let's continue quickly, the others are still waiting for me."
Chapter completed!
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