Professor of Pharmacy at Hogwarts

London, a Muggle cafe opposite the Ministry of Magic.

Alexis and Randolph were sitting by the window drinking coffee, and through the window they could see a red phone booth across the street.

The phone booth was so shabby that it didn't fit in with the surrounding buildings at all.

Not far behind him, Rita Skeeter was controlling a shorthand feather pen to record something.

Alexis glanced back at Rita, her eyes full of disgust.

It was undeniable that Rita had overfulfilled her mission, and now the Daily Prophet's story about him and Randolph continuing to track down the Firebolt had received widespread attention, but he still didn't like Rita.

This is a soulless person!

Alexis felt that Rita had no soul. She seemed to be born to make news, write for the Daily Prophet, and her shorthand quill, her Animagus form, her aggressive attitude, and her attitude toward the Daily Prophet. The person involved had no empathy - although Alexis herself had none.

But he still felt that apart from writing news, Rita was simply an empty shell.Her body was also filled with press releases.

Rita could clearly feel Alexis' disdain, but she didn't care. Ever since she was sent by the editor-in-chief to follow these two people for follow-up reporting, she had never heard of this kind of disgust for a moment, and she had not expressed the slightest opinion. ?

In her eyes, there are only two types of people involved in hot-spot events and other people. As for Alexis, in Rita's case, he has caught the light of Voldemort and rubbed off on Voldemort's popularity, otherwise Rita would not pay attention to him.

"The great hero, Mr. Alexis Felix seems to be tired of my follow-up reports, even though this is his own request. After half a month of continuous follow-up reports, he even refused to say thank you.

But anyway, he's doing the right thing.

We waited in the Muggle café for an uncertain answer, and we guessed—despite Mr. Alexis’ displeasure with me, the three of us were in league with each other about the Firebolt—we guessed Nimbus The racing broom company guys can't help it.

If our guess is verified to be correct, then, believe me, readers, there is still more room to dig behind this matter.

Well, wish me luck. "

Rita quickly finished writing today's press release, stuffed it into an envelope, and handed it to the waiter on the side. There were still a few pounds sterling under the envelope.

After writing the address and confirming that the waiter would send the press release without prying into its contents, Rita controlled the quill, preparing to write something more.

Suddenly, a familiar figure outside walked into the red phone booth.

Rita raised her head and stared directly at the red phone booth across the street.

Alexis put down the coffee in her hand and looked at Randolph, seeing shock and joy in his eyes.

Everything is exactly the same as the intelligence and predictions given by old Morsi.

After realizing that more and more people were paying attention to the Firebolt incident, and realizing that the person standing opposite her this time was no longer Randolph, a little transparent person with no foundation, but Alexis, she realized that things were about to happen. After being out of control, Whitehorn couldn't sit still.

He wanted to completely crush Randolph to death in advance.

The person involved was "dead", and only Alexis was left waving flags and cheering from the side. No matter how fierce the shouting was, it was of no use.

Alexis glanced behind Randolph. The coffee table there was already empty. Rita was a woman who was obsessed with chasing news. She was even willing to give her life for the news.

At this sensitive time, Whitehorn, the head of the Nimbus Racing Broomstick Company, suddenly appeared at the Ministry of Magic. This was huge news!

The ladybug that Rita transformed into flew while secretly praying in her heart:

Department of Magical Games and Sports!Department of Magical Games and Sports!Department of Magical Games and Sports!

It would be best if I could hear more of the inside story!What about manipulating the betting market, secretly dividing the spoils, manipulating the Quidditch World Cup and so on!Let the news come more violently!Let the news overwhelm me!

The little ladybug flew hard and finally landed on Whitehorn just before the teleportation started.

She crept into Whitehorn's collar - thanks Merlin!Thank God!Thanks Mrs. Whitehorn!Give Mr. Whitehorn a notch lapel suit, which is very rare at such an old age.

Gu</span>Rita hid it in her collar and was already planning the next press release in her mind:

From the moment Mr. Whitehorn showed up at the Ministry of Magic wearing a notch lapel suit - let's not talk about what he is here for now. It can be seen from the off-kilter and unceremonious notch lapel that Mr. Whitehorn is a dishonest person. Man - maybe he thought he was still an impulsive boy of seventeen or eighteen, who knows...

This seems like a good start!

In fact, the Department of Magical Sports and Sports does not only manage Quidditch, nor is Quidditch the only game in the wizarding world.

In addition to Quidditch, there are other sports such as Gobstone.There are also funny products,

These are managed by the Department of Magical Games and Sports.

Three floors.

four floors.

five floors...

The further down she went, the more excited Rita became.

She counted the floors silently, trembling with excitement.

Seventh floor——

Whitehorn stopped and then moved forward!

It is indeed the seventh floor!

Rita felt like every nerve in her body was cheering for joy!

This will be the biggest scandal in Quidditch this century!

And the person who exposed this scandal was her, Rita Skeeter! ! !

Whitehorn was still walking forward, and Rita even wanted to push him to hurry up and let him walk into the door of the Department of Magical Sports and Sports, and then tell all his private affairs at once.

Mr. Whitehorn did not keep Rita waiting for long. Soon, he walked into the office of the Director of the Department of Magical Sports and Sports.

"Ludo! My dear old friend! How are you doing!"

Whitehorn greeted warmly.

Ludo Bagman is the current Director of the Department of Magical Games and Sports. 【Note 1】

Ludo was once a Quidditch batsman who played for the Wimbourne Hornets. His Quidditch career was very successful, thanks to his tall and strong figure and pure blue eyes. He smiled like A sunny boy next door.

This earned him countless fans.

And his playing skills are not bad either.

After retiring, he easily joined the Ministry of Magic and became the Director of the Department of Magical Sports and Sports. Even though his father was a Death Eater, he was not affected at all.

But now, it's affecting him.

"I'm fine, Whitehorn,"

The tall, muscular boy next door patted Whitehorn on the back, almost beating Rita to pieces as she hid in the dark and eavesdropped.

Rita shrank back inside, watching the big Mac-like hand take away through the gap, and boldly leaned out half of her body to continue to listen to the news.