Head of Teaching at Hogwarts

"I'll give you a reason you can't refuse!"

Rita Skeeter excitedly licked her lips, which were thickly coated with expensive lipstick, causing her mouth to turn a blood-red color.

"As long as you are willing to stop false reports on me, publicly admit your mistakes, and then publish a report that is truly true to the truth in accordance with my requirements, I will help you overcome the biggest difficulty."

"What did you say-" Rita Skeeter choked suddenly. This was not difficult. Russell, who had mastered the magic of mechanics, wanted to choke someone's neck out of thin air. It was not easy.

It was only then that Rita Skeeter suddenly noticed the mocking smile that had been hanging on Russell's lips.

"Bang." After a slight snap of his fingers, Rita Skeeter saw his old enemy, Professor Lockhart, appearing out of thin air.

"Isn't it said that he fainted after being attacked?" Rita Skeeter had ten thousand questions in her mind, but she couldn't speak.Her wand was always in her hand, but she couldn't move it an inch.

"I am honored to introduce you to this. This is my house elf Illidan. He is a very smart guy. He has improved the polyjuice potion so that it can be effective on house elves."

Afterwards, Illidan, who turned into Lockhart, bowed politely to Russell and Rita Skeeter, and then pulled out a body from the suitcase he carried - pale and Stiff, like a corpse.

"If Ms. Skeeter agrees to my request, then Illidan will soon replace Lockhart. When Lockhart wakes up, he will go to any random ruins to conduct a great expedition, and finally meet all the many Like an explorer, he died of a small mistake in the course of his adventure, and no one would suspect it, because the body was fresh and he himself had just been there."

Looking at Rita Skeeter's frightened eyes, Russell showed a kind smile and comforted:

"In this way our Ms. Rita Skeeter will lose her biggest rival in the world of literature and art. Look what a wonderful future there is. If you ask one of my classmates who warned you, you will know , I have always been a warm-hearted person who is willing to consider others.”

"Of course, if you refuse, I will have to fulfill Illidan's wish with the same enthusiasm. He has always wanted to know what it is like to play a reporter who commits suicide due to excessive pressure. As you just said, some experiences can It comes through practice.”

"This...is illegal...Azkaban..." Russell released the restraint on Rita Skeeter's neck, and the other party said tremblingly. a few words.

"Ms. Skeeter, it's obvious that you still don't know me well enough."

"I suggest you talk to the colleague who persuaded you and ask him why I was able to behave badly when I was studying at Hogwarts. I even beat up many children from pure-blood families, and those parents were still very happy. Send your children to my tutoring class."

"How strange is that?"

Rita Skeeter's eyes widened.

"It all comes from the rule we talked about at the beginning, Ms. Skeeter." LS Er said softly: "I gave them a reason they couldn't refuse."

Russell stared at Rita Skeeter, while the woman stared blankly at the wall behind him. Under the influence of the transformation spell, the wall usually used to play games with Professor Flitwick became a huge display.

Nuclear explosions, submarine earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, countless images gathered together, pressing against Rita Skeeter like an iron curtain, making her tremble uncontrollably.

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. Even Dumbledore admitted in private that I'm not like Voldemort." Russell smiled and continued:

"He said I was more like Grindelwald..."

The projection on the wall was put away, and Russell also lifted the restrictions on Rita Skeeter, but she still did not move at all.

Ignoring the woman, Russell picked up the parchment on the table and read it casually.

This piece of parchment was filled with more than 5 words in just 1000 minutes. It is more than two feet long. The writing is beautiful, the content is logical, the plot is twists and turns, and it reads extremely smoothly. Searle was halfway through the book and wanted to know what was going to happen next.

It can be said that apart from the fact that this news has nothing to do with the truth, it is simply perfect. If those writers at a certain point in the previous life had the ability to make up things like this, they would probably wake up laughing in their dreams.

"Well!"

"Tut tut-"

"This is so interesting..."

"For the sake of being the principal, he even had intimate relationships with several wizards, including Dumbledore. This is too much." Russell kept commenting.

Rita Skeeter finally felt that she had regained her mobility. She glanced at the wand in her hand and put it away in horror. She looked at Russell again and gasped for air after realizing that he had no misunderstanding.

"Of course, as long as you can knock me down, it's okay even if you say that I have a relationship with the hybrid giant Hagrid." Russell said without looking up, while looking at the content on the parchment.

"You are joking, Russell, I mean Professor Russell, Mr. Russell, Sir Russell, Principal Russell." Rita Skeeter kept changing the names.

"Haha." Russell put away the parchment in his hand, "Don't forget the purpose of your coming here..."

"I will stop some untrue remarks, resolutely refute the rumors, publicly apologize at the same time, and truthfully write a report about today's interview!" Rita Skeeter said quickly with a flattering smile on her face.

"Very good, Rita. As an educator, I have always believed that if you make a mistake, as long as you recognize your mistake, are willing to correct it, and be willing to be a new person, you will still be a good student."

"Goodbye, Professor Russell!" Rita Skeeter bowed politely to Russell, with an awkward but grateful smile on her face, looking like an innocent little witch who had made a mistake. Same, leaving Russell's office.

An hour later, at Rita Skeeter's house, after she made sure everything was safe, a vicious curse burst out of her mouth.

"Carl Russell!" she yelled the name viciously, "revenge, damn it, how dare he..."

After yelling angrily for a long time, Rita Skeeter took out the quill in her hand again, preparing to write a letter to a certain big shot.

The next second, she was horrified to find that the green quill in her hand began to burn automatically, and then the exquisite dove egg ring on her hand, all the decorations in her house, her various medals, portraits, wands, and fire dragon skins Her handbag, her desk, everything started to burn.

She screamed in horror and ran out, crying in vain. She watched helplessly as her house and all her savings disappeared in the sea of ​​fire. She screamed and cursed helplessly, but suddenly she stopped.

"Principal Russell is watching you!" A cold voice suddenly appeared in her mind, as if a nail was driven into her head. "

In the principal's office at Hogwarts, Russell was enjoying the delicacies sent by the house elves at Hogwarts.

A thought was triggered, but Russell didn't pay any attention and continued to move his chopsticks with his head lowered.

Sixi meatballs, boiled meat slices, boiled cabbage, West Lake vinegar fish, these ingenious house elves easily learned these dishes that Russell liked in his previous life.