Harry Potter: I'm the Rolling King at Hogwarts

Through Legilimency, Rita Skeeter's little thoughts cannot escape Albert's eyes.

Albert sneered in his heart: Haha, you will turn into a beetle later, you are unkind, then don’t blame me for being unrighteous!

"That's it, Ms. Skeeter, do you have anything else to ask? I'll tell you everything." Albert shook hands with Rita Skeeter.

Rita Skeeter stood up without taking a sip of the coffee on the table. She looked very calm, but Albert could see from her eyes that she couldn't wait to die.

"No, thank you very much for Mr. Klein's cooperation. You said it very well. I think these are enough to become a report. I think I have to leave."

Albert watched her go away, and Xander, who was far away in the Forbidden Forest, told Albert through vision sharing that Rita Skeeter turned into a small insect and flew back to Hogsmeade.

The door was deliberately left open. Albert was sitting on the sofa, drinking coffee comfortably, and saw a flying beetle coming in through the crack of the door.

The beetle lay on Albert's window and stared at Albert. Little did he know that Albert had already seen everything.

She watched when Albert was eating, she watched when Albert was reading, and she still had to watch when Albert went to the toilet.

Albert couldn't stand it anymore, so he decided not to pretend and showed his cards.

But the next second, he thought of something interesting and glanced at it, "Oh~ this is actually a beetle. There is actually a beetle in my room!"

Albert took out a glass cover and chased Rita Skeeter, but Rita Skeeter took advantage of her ability to fly and ran to the ceiling of Albert's room.

She was sure that this little wizard couldn't do anything to her. It was summer vacation and underage wizards were not allowed to cast magic.

"Everyone is petrified!" A beam of white light hit the beetle lying on the ceiling without any bias.

"Come down you."

Albert secured Rita Skeeter with a thick glass cover. To prevent her from escaping, he even placed several thick books on the glass cover.

Although the "Curse Stop" beetle resumed its activities, he was very panicked in the glass cover.

"Don't worry, little one, I will let you go soon." First, draw her a big cake to keep her quiet, and then slowly boil the frog in warm water.

Albert ate his late-night snack, specifically looking at the "beetle" locked in the glass cover.

"It's delicious."

Rita Skeeter had not eaten from noon to the afternoon in order to dig up information. Now that she saw Albert eating here, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Anyway, Albert only saw the beetle flying around in the glass cover, looking anxious, like a headless fly.

After a while, maybe because she was tired from flying and hungry, the beetle lay peacefully on the wall of the glass cover. Maybe the smell of Albert's late night snack could satisfy her hunger.

The night gradually deepened, and the beetle could not resist the fatigue of the day. Thinking of the day's experiences, he regretted it and finally fell asleep.

…………

The next day was a sunny day, which made Rita Skeeter feel a little better.

This little wizard said that he would let her out. As long as she endures it for a while, maybe she will be free!

"You wait, when I go out, I will definitely add to your report that you have violent and sadistic tendencies.

I remember that Filch had a cat named Mrs. Norris, so I wrote that you often abused him. There are many cat lovers in the wizarding world, and they will definitely attack you! "

Suddenly, Rita felt a violent shaking. The glass cover above her head was shaking. The thick books she was holding were scattered on the ground. Rita could clearly see what was going on above her head.

It's a huge golden bird. Oh my God, it has three pairs of wings. It looks as big as a hill!

It's actually a thunderbird!

It's chirping like crazy, what is it saying?

Albert saw the beetle flying around in panic, and was hit on the floor by the wind caused by Sander. He said: "Okay, Sander, the beetle is too small, has no meat, and is not delicious. You'd better not eat it." Got it!"

"Albert, what are you talking about? I didn't plan to eat her." Sander felt aggrieved. Didn't you ask me to open the glass cover?

"What? You want to eat it, okay, okay, just eat it."

But Beetle Rita Skeeter couldn't understand Sander's voice. She only saw Sander flapping his wings and looking fierce.

"No!"

The beetle turned into a human form, and Rita Skeeter straightened up weakly. She had not eaten for a day, and her face was full of panic, fear and exhaustion.

"Wow~, isn't this Ms. Rita Skeeter? We haven't seen each other for a day, how come it's like this?" Albert said jokingly, Sander fell to the ground, staring at Rita Skeeter with a pair of eagle eyes. .

"Did you do it on purpose?" No matter how stupid Rita Skeeter was, she realized something was wrong at this time. She vaguely felt that Albert had known before that she could turn into a beetle.

She was filled with anger at the moment and couldn't help but question Albert.

"Haha, an illegal Animagus, if people from the Ministry of Magic find out..."

As soon as she heard these words, Rita Skeeter felt as if a basin of cold water washed over her head, cooling her brain instantly and calming her down.

Originally, she thought that Albert's spell casting outside school during the summer vacation could be used as a clue, but now she is extremely frightened.

If this matter gets out, what Albert will get is a warning, or at best, expulsion, but what she will get is a ticket to Azkaban.

"What do you want?" Seeing Albert's smiling face, Rita Skeeter wanted to rush forward and punch that handsome face.

But when she thought of the dementors, she shivered again, so she had better discuss the conditions first.

"It's very simple. If you write a report about me, I will write it myself. You are not allowed to change it. If you write an article about me in the future, you must get my permission before it can be read and published by others."

"No! As a writer of novels... and a news writer, I hate those people who prostitute for nothing but also like to point fingers at me!

I will never change the manuscript, I...I enjoy freedom of speech!

You change the conditions. "

It seemed that Rita Skeeter had not yet understood the situation. After Albert's signal, Sander opened three pairs of wings, screamed sharply, and pretended to knock down Rita Skeeter.

This made her body tremble, and she thought about her biggest secret being known to Albert.

"I……"

"Ms. Skeeter, I support freedom of speech, but after your remarks, I don't know whether you are free or not!"

Albert said softly, pressing the last straw.