Luna brought the message and left quickly. She was still riding her "little donkey" backwards and distributing Christmas gifts from house to house.

William and Hermione sent Luna to the side of the road and watched her enter the snow and snow.

The unicorn gradually disappeared, and Luna's ethereal singing came from afar, just like the sound of nature.

Tsk tsk... William always felt Luna's fairy spirit. If she pretended to be a charlatan, she would have a more charm than Professor Trailaune.

William took Hermione's hand, crossed the bridge, and returned to the house.

He suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong, William?" Hermione asked in confusion.

"A wizard is coming in!" William took out his wand.

He looked around but found nothing.

Strangely, he clearly felt that the guardian spell was set around, and he detected that the wizard was approaching.

The most important thing is that he set up the spell of loyalty, and without permission, it was impossible for a strange wizard to come in!

Mrs. Loris, who had been squatting by the window as a wood carving, suddenly bent down, grinned at William's back, and warned her.

"A beetle!" Hermione said in surprise.

She quickly poked her wand with her, and the beetle flew up and prepared to run away.

William was stunned. There were beetles in the middle of winter? He seemed to remember something and aimed his wand at the beetle.

"Show your body from the shape!"

His wand emitted a blue and white light and shot on the beetle.

The beetle hangs in mid-air, its small green body twisting wildly and falling to the floor.

Another dazzling flash, and then it's like a fast shot of trees growing:

A head appeared on the ground, and limbs were stretched out. After a while, a woman appeared.

The woman has delicate hair and fashionable big wavy curls. She wears a pair of glasses inlaid with jewelry. She holds a crocodile leather handbag with thick and fat fingers. Her nails are about two inches long and are painted red, like a white bone demon.

Rita Skitter!

William immediately recognized the woman.

He raised his eyebrows and laughed.

interesting,

So interesting...!

According to the results of the Ministry of Magic registration, there were only eight people registered in the 20th century, including William.

This number is pitifully small, William knew that there must be many illegal Animagus.

If Professor McGonagall hadn't known William's study progress, he probably wouldn't have reported it.

But among these eight people, Rita Skit is definitely not included.

This means one thing, Rita is an illegal Animagus.

No wonder she always gets precious information. It turns out that she is an Animagus or a beetle... She is worthy of being a student from Ravenclaw.

It's excellent...

Ahhhh!

William suddenly felt so embarrassed. Three consecutive professors of black magic defense, all of whom were from Ravenclaw... Rita was... so... this?

Are the whole world deliberately targeting me cute Hawk Sauce?

I, Ravenclaw...that is the place to cultivate outstanding talents. Why do I seem to cultivate scum?

Should I clean up Slytherin, just a name or something?

William sighed.

"Where is this, how did I show up here?"

Rita is worthy of being a journalist. She clearly broke into someone else's house illegally, but she showed a confused look, as if she had encountered turbulent time and space.

Illegal Animagus is a felony. Once discovered, Azkaban travel annual tickets are indispensable. She will definitely pretend to be crazy and confuse the public.

Rita seemed to suddenly see William and said in surprise:

"Oh, Mr. Stark, finally saw you? How could I show up here?"

“Is this your home?”

She carried a small bag of crocodile skin and walked around.

"That's great, that's right, that's great." Rita Skitter said. "Now, let me think about it..."

"How about having an exclusive interview? I have written several letters to you and wanted to interview you, but I have not received any reply.

Now is a good opportunity. I promise that you will be on the headlines of major newspapers by night and make your fame a step further!

You won’t object to using a shorthand quill to make records, right? In this way, I can free up my hands and talk to you normally…”

Rita reached into the crocodile leather handbag and took out a long, dazzling green quill and a roll of parchment.

She stuffed the tip of the green quill into her mouth, rolled her tongue, and licked it with a pleasant taste for a while.

Then, she placed the pen vertically on the parchment paper. The quill trembled slightly, and a large amount of ink juice spewed out, falling on the white paper.

"Come on, are there any separate rooms, only you and me, one-on-one interviews... Let's start a wonderful Christmas?"

In just a few minutes, Rita turned against the crowd, and it seemed that there had never been a beetle, and she was just an ordinary reporter.

And this was also an ordinary interview.

"Forget it if you have a separate room, the living room is good." William sat down on the sofa, showing a harmless smile on his face.

"I know you, Aunt Rita Skit, is here, and you are a guest, what do you like to drink?"

"Auntie...!!" Rita took a deep breath in silence, feeling that she had internal injuries caused by being held back.

This is the first time someone calls her aunt!

"Flame whiskey, no ice, thank you!"

"Well, okay, then pour a cappuccino for aunt."

William waved his wand, and the teapot on the table automatically made a cup of coffee and floated into Rita's hand.

"..." Rita told herself: Be calm and don't get angry.

Her eyes fell on Hermione, obviously attracted by the cat's tail, and she showed a look of excitement.

It's really big news.

Stimulate!

Sure enough, I came to the wrong place.

The sketch pen starts writing things quickly.

William snapped his fingers and stopped the stylus.

Rita was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect William to be able to cast spells without a stick.

Sure enough, the rumors are true! Stark is very powerful, unlike an ordinary wizard.

"Rita, I heard Mr. Newt mention you." William said softly.

"Oh, that report?" Rita frowned, and Scarmand certainly didn't say anything nice to her.

This is troublesome. Preconceived ideas will greatly reduce the impression points and are not conducive to her interview.

"I know, you are good at distorting facts and always want to make big news when you have nothing to do." William pushed glasses that did not exist on his face.

"Oh, William, about this, I think you misunderstood me, I just reported it to the truth.

You can't be fooled by the old hooligan Scarmand, and Piqueli is still obsessed with him now."

"It's different from having a single leg up."

William's smile gradually calmed down, and he said blankly: "And I don't want to talk to you about this now."

"What do you mean by using Animagus to turn into beetles and sneaking into my house?!"

"Child, I didn't break into your house. I'm outside, and I don't know why I ran here."

And you misunderstood, I was drinking compound decoction.”

"Rita, don't forget that I will also be Animagus, so I can distinguish them clearly, and the difference between the two."

William glanced at Hermione in the aftermath, then took out a bottle of spitting agent from his pocket.

He shook, dragging his voice like Snape, and said:

"Don't admit it? With just one drop, you can tell your secret. Do you want to taste salty and light, without any additives."

"This is illegal!" Rita immediately went to get her wand.
To be continued...