"You...you can't do this. Using the power of the Rowle family just to ban a little reporter, is this the demeanor of a pure-blood family?!"
Rita subconsciously took a few steps back. She spoke in a timid tone, but she put away the shorthand quill pen with all her heart.
Lynn chuckled and said, "Perhaps you will write Professor Dumbledore as a 'rigid old lunatic', but I'm sorry, I'm not."
Rita's face turned pale when she heard Lynn's words.
She was very clear about the subtext of Lynn's words. Perhaps Dumbledore would abide by some rules in order to maintain the existing order. He would rather suffer injustice himself than break the rules to deal with her. But Lynn was different. He might not abide by the rules.
The magical world always respects strength. If Rita Skeeter were asked to insult Grindelwald and Voldemort, even if Grindelwald had been imprisoned in Nurmengard and Voldemort had been killed, Rita Skeeter would never dare to do so.
Why? It was because the two Dark Lords had the power of Demon Lord-level wizards. They wanted to kill Rita, a reporter, just like crushing a small insect. Even though they had fallen, their remaining power could still shock people.
Why did Rita dare to say bad things about Dumbledore, who was also a demon-level wizard and even defeated Grindelwald, in the report? Wasn't it because Dumbledore was willing to abide by the rules, and his kindness and obedience to the rules made a little person like Rita think extra? !
Rita saw how Lynn nailed a Hungarian Horntail to death without any damage in the competition venue. If Lynn was unwilling to abide by the rules, then let alone the power of the Rowle family, even Lynn herself would be enough to crush her to death with one hand.
After all, Rita didn't think she was any more powerful than a Hungarian Horntail.
After figuring it all out, Rita stuffed the shorthand quill into a place where Lynn couldn't see it. She smiled flatteringly, "Don't worry, Mr. Rowle. I'm a reporter. It's my duty to tell the truth and write the facts! I can guarantee that there won't be any negative news about you, Mr. Rowle, in the Daily Prophet!"
Looking at Lynn's half-smiley eyes, Rita lowered her head, took out a roll of parchment and an ordinary feather pen, and hurriedly began the interview: "Mr. Rowle, how do you feel when facing a fire dragon? Do you feel nervous?"
Seeing that Rita was so sensible, Lynn smiled and replied, "I'm not nervous. On the contrary, I'm a little excited. Perhaps dealing with a fire dragon without a wand is a very dangerous and even fatal act in the eyes of most wizards, but in my eyes, this is the best way for me to hone my strength."
Rita continued to ask: "So, Mr. Rowle, do you think the referee's scoring, oh, I mean the referee Karkaroff's scoring, is it fair?"
Lynn smiled and replied, "As a contestant who is being scored, I don't think I have much say in whether the referee's scoring is fair or not. But the public's eyes are sharp, and I think the public will give an answer to your question."
Hearing this, Rita smiled knowingly. Will the crowd give the answer? The public outrage in the stands even forced Dumbledore to step out and ask everyone to rate Lynn to appease the public. Isn't the answer already beyond doubt? !
After asking these two questions, Rita asked some more questions about the Triwizard Tournament, and Lynn answered them one by one.
"Okay, thank you Mr. Rowle for your cooperation. I will go back first."
After interviewing Lynn, Rita bowed slightly to Lynn, then held the parchment in her hand as if it were a treasure and left the woods.
Although the interview contents on these parchments were all handwritten by Rita, and not as explosive as those written with a shorthand quill pen, as a warrior who fought a fire dragon without injury, Lynn herself was already synonymous with explosive news. What else could she not be satisfied with?!
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Christmas was approaching quickly, and the Hogwarts Castle was covered with white snow. Even Merlin changed into thick woolen socks.
In the fifth grade Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall looked at the young wizards under the podium. She did not start the day's class, but talked about the Christmas ball: "The Christmas ball is coming. It is a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to interact with foreign guests. This is the case. The ball is only open to students in the fourth grade and above... However, if you like, you can invite a lower grade student."
"You must put on your dress robes," Professor McGonagall continued. "The ball will be held in the Great Hall at eight on Christmas evening and will end at midnight. Look, the Yule Ball will no doubt give us a chance to... um... let our hair down and relax."
Professor McGonagall looked at everyone and said in a disapproving tone.
But soon, her expression became serious again, and she continued: "But that doesn't mean that we will relax our behavioral requirements for students in Hogwarts Castle. I would be very sad if a student in our school brought shame to the school in any way."
After talking about the Christmas ball, Professor McGonagall led everyone to learn Transfiguration for the day.
Soon, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the little wizards in the classroom packed up their schoolbags and walked out of the classroom.
But at this moment, Professor McGonagall raised her voice and shouted, "Rowle, please stay for a moment. I want to say something to you."
Hearing Professor McGonagall's words, Lynn stopped what he was doing, walked up to Professor McGonagall, and waited for her next words.
Looking at Lynn, whose height was almost as tall as her, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but reveal a look of relief. You know, Lynn had always been very talented in Transfiguration, and he even joined the Transfiguration Club he founded in the first grade.
Although Lynn participated in fewer club activities, Professor McGonagall always got new surprises at every Transfiguration Club event that Lynn attended.
Perhaps Lynn used Transfiguration very rarely in actual combat, but that did not mean that his Transfiguration was not strong. Rather, his talent in fire magic and alchemy was too dazzling, so brilliant that Lynn's talents in other areas pale in comparison.
Professor McGonagall looked at Lynn gently and said, "Mr. Rowle, according to the traditional practice of the Christmas ball, the dance is opened by the warriors and their partners, so you need to find a partner."
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