Ch 151-152-153-154-155

Amazing!" Marcus exclaimed from the heart.

Facing Marcus, the true inventor of the wolf poison potion, Ivan was about to say a few words of modesty, but at this moment Dougte got up and interrupted his words.

"Genius is always beyond the reach of ordinary people..."

Dougter sighed with sorrowful emotion on his face, attracting everyone to gather their eyes, then patted Ivan on the shoulder and then boasted.

"You may not know that Hals can identify all kinds of herbs at the age of five, and can cook some simple potions by himself at the age of six...Of course, this is also inseparable from my hard teaching over the years.

To be honest, he was able to develop a wolf poison potion at this grade, personally, I am not surprised at all. "

what? I can recognize herbs at the age of five and make potions at the age of six?

Ivan stared at Doug with a dumb face, he didn't know when he was so good?

Who will believe this?

Ivan was complaining, even if he wanted to help him improve his reputation and put a title of genius, this is too much, right?

But when he turned his head, Ivan found that Marcus and Stamp looked at him with admiration, and obviously they were going to eat it.

Just as Dougt was about to continue his efforts, the words suddenly stopped, his eyes turned to one side, his face became very ugly.

Ivan turned his head in a puzzled way and found an old man with a white beard that Dougt was looking at. He was wearing a dark green robe with a blue-purple badge on his shoulders. The brows looked unique to Doug. It's a bit similar.

Ivan hadn't had time to think about the relationship between Dougt and the other party, and his calm complexion couldn't help but change, because Ivan suddenly found that the old principal Dumbledore, who hadn't seen him for a long time, was standing next to that person. Walked over.

"Albus, this is the little genius wizard you've been talking about just now?" The old wizard's bones seemed extraordinarily tough, and he was still full of breath when he spoke. He looked at Dumbledore and said with a smile.

"If you hadn't promised me all the time, I couldn't believe that a little wizard could come up with a solution to the werewolf problem."

"President Bohan, in fact, I am also very surprised that he can achieve such an achievement, but thinking about it, it seems that every time I meet Hals, I can be a new surprise!" Dumbledore said briskly, turning He blinked at Ivan.

"This makes me look forward to what it will look like the next time I meet."

Who wants to meet you? Ivan murmured speechlessly, but on the surface he said hello very well.

"Professor Dumbledore, Dean Bohan. I just made a wolf poison potion by accident. This is also due to Mr. Dougert's years of teaching. Without the information he compiled when he studied werewolves, I couldn't do it. Develop it."

Dean Bohan nodded unavoidably, then looked at Dougt again, and said suspiciously.

"I didn't know that besides causing trouble, you were still studying the werewolf problem after hiding in Knockoff Alley all these years? This is really surprising....It seems that you do some business occasionally."

"That's because you only believe in the things that come out of your mind, that's why you are so ignorant!" Dougte said angrily.

Dean Bohan didn't seem to have heard him. He chatted with Ivan happily, especially his praise for Ivan's price reduction and sales of wolf's poison potions.

The enthusiasm made Ivan a little overwhelmed, he even wondered if this Dean Bohan was also a werewolf, or how he cared so much about the wolf poison potion.

It didn't take long before Ivan realized that he was thinking too much.

From the conversation, Ivan quickly learned that the St. Mungo Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries has received dozens of patients who were scratched and bitten by werewolves over the years.

Most people missed the best treatment time when they came to the hospital. Bohan could only watch them being transformed, but was powerless.

This is undoubtedly a torture for Bohan, who is highly skilled in medicine.

Although the wolf poison potion developed by Ivan cannot cure the werewolves, it can reduce the number of similar werewolf riots and can also allow many innocent werewolf wizards to reintegrate into normal lives.

"Albus, I think Hals' contribution to the Ministry of Magic is enough to earn him a second-level Merlin Medal, what do you think?" Dean Bohan said with emotion.

"Well, I think so too. I will write to initiate the nomination tomorrow." Dumbledore nodded and agreed without hesitation.

Ivan was very surprised. He didn't expect that these two magicians would be willing to help him nominate the Merlin Medal.

On the way here just now, he learned from Dougt that in order to obtain the Merlin Medal, in addition to making enough merits, there must be a nominee line.

This nominee is best to be a recipient of the Merlin Medal, or someone who has a certain influence in the magic world.

If there is no nominator, the Merlin Knights will automatically initiate nominations, but the efficiency is hard to say.

This is also the reason why Dougter found these people this time, and desperately helped him brag, because it was to find a reliable nominee, and the patent registration was done incidentally.

"Thank you, Professor Dumbledore, and of course you... Dean Bohan!" Ivan said gratefully.

He understands that his merits are only enough for a third-level Merlin Medal. If he wants to obtain a second-level Merlin Medal, he must rely on the influence of these two bigwigs.

Although Ivan doesn't catch a cold with the Merlin Medal, he won't neglect these two people who helped him~www.mtlnovel.com~ Ivan is about to say thank you again, but sees Dumbledore waving his hands. It's rare. Sighed.

"No, I want to thank you, Hals, your wolf poison potion can save one of my werewolf friends. He has done a lot for me before, but over the years he has been impoverished as a werewolf wizard. I But there is nothing I can do, I can only watch..."

Werewolf friend? Ivan's thoughts moved, and he realized that Dumbledore was talking about Lupin the werewolf.

If he remembers correctly, the core member of the Order of the Phoenix, now because of his identity as a werewolf, should he still wander somewhere, right?

Could it be that Dumbledore deliberately called him back to become a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts for the next school year?

Ivan looked forward to it. After all, Lockhart in the next school year is completely a parallel importer. Taking his Defense Against the Dark Arts class is simply a torture...

However, it seems impossible to think about it, because now there are only about ten days left to go to school, the choice of professor for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class should have been decided long ago...

The small talk with Dumbledore did not last long. It is worth mentioning that Ivan found that Dougte was there all the time like a transparent person, with a black face without any interruption.

It wasn't until Dean Bohan and Dumbledore moved away that Dougt came forward and patted Ivan on the shoulder.

"It's really hard for you..." Doug said with emotion.

Ivan didn't quite understand the meaning of Dougert's words, but he saw that Dougert had a very bad relationship with Dean Bohan, so it was a bit strange why Dougert invited him over.

"I didn't invite these two, they came by themselves!" Seemingly seeing Ivan's doubts, Dougt said with a sullen face and sullen expression.

"Let's go, I'll show you a few more friends!" Dougt quickly got his mind set, and took Ivan to the rest of the hall to talk with the remaining wizards.

After introducing them one by one, Ivan realized how widespread Dougte's popularity is. There are many wizards present at the Ministry of Magic, and some are even core members of the Merlin Knights.

This meeting in the main hall lasted for several hours, and Ivan, who kept a smiling face throughout, felt that he was about to laugh and paralyze.

"How long are we going to stay here?" Ivan rubbed his aching cheeks, and said very dissatisfied.

"Of course it was until night. Did you forget that today is the night of the full moon?" Dougt said with a low voice while smiling at the well-dressed wizards around him.

"Although the Ministry of Magic has already appraised your wolf poison potion and confirmed its effect, always find a werewolf to see the effect with his own eyes..."

Ivan nodded, but then turned to depressed thinking, why don't you come back tonight...

After a while, Ivan knew why.

Because after the bell rang in the night, a bunch of people hurried in. They looked like tabloid reporters in the Muggle world, holding old-fashioned cameras or parchment paper and shorthand pens in their hands. .

Several Aurors were working hard to maintain order nearby.

Ivan soon saw that Minister of Magic Fudge was also there.

After many days of absence, Fudge was already full of energy. While walking, talked about the current situation in the magical world.

In particular, the Ministry of Magic, under its own leadership, has successfully combated the proliferation of black magic items that has been plagued by the magic world, and arrested a large number of vicious black wizards.

Afterwards, Fudge showed his concern for the living conditions of the werewolf wizards again with a sad face, which attracted everyone to join in.

After entering the hall, a wizard dressed as a civil servant with glasses leaned in Fudge's ear and whispered a few words, and pointed in the direction of Ivan and Doug.

Fudge didn't hear a word, and with a kind smile on his mouth, he couldn't wait to walk over here, and said to Dougt.

"This is the creator of the wolf poison potion, right? I have to say that the potion you studied has changed the living conditions of werewolf wizards to a certain extent, and has made a great contribution to the magical world..."

Fudge enthusiastically prepared to shake hands with Dougert, but after a while, he found that the latter did not respond, but pointed to Ivan Dao with an embarrassed expression.

"Minister Fudge, this is the developer of the wolf poison potion."

The smile at the corner of Fudge's mouth froze immediately, and the hand stretched in the air didn't know whether to retract it or not.

On the field, only the sound of the camera shooting kept ringing, faithfully recording this rare scene.

A middle-aged witch in a magenta robe was even more excited and couldn't help herself. She wrote swiftly on the parchment. She felt that this would definitely be the headline news tomorrow!

If this article can pass the review smoothly...

Just as the atmosphere on the court became more awkward, Ivan stretched out his hand and shook Fudge.

"Minister Fudge, hello, I'm Ivan Hals, the developer of the wolf poison potion. I think we should have met before."

Having said this, Ivan paused, and then continued.

"In addition, you are not wrong before. Mr. Dougert is my enlightenment mentor of potions. I was able to develop the medicinal chamomile potion thanks to his help. In a sense, he is also one of the developers of the potion potion. ."

"Ah, yes... yes! That's what I meant just now!" Fudge quickly adjusted, and shook hands with Ivan forcefully, and drove down the donkey with his words, barely rounding it back.

At the same time, his gaze floated and stared at a certain clerk, but he turned back in time under the flickering of the camera lens, and his gaze looked at Ivan with a little more admiration.

Ivan didn't pay much attention to the change in Fudge's attitude. He said to help out the siege but worried that Fudge was too small-minded and would hate them for making ugly things in public.

However, Fudge became more and more interested in Ivan, especially after the executive director who listened to the side talked about the magic supplies recently purchased from the magic shop of Ivan's house, he even appreciated it. Fan finally forced Ivan to take a few group photos.

After a lot of toss, seeing the time is almost up, Fudge suggested to go to the observation room to test the effect of the wolf poison potion.

Ivan readily agreed, he didn't want to stay here for a long time.

As a result, the group soon moved from the hall to the observation room downstairs, where there is full defense to prevent all accidents from happening.

The tester was an ordinary-looking werewolf wizard, and what Ivan had expected was that he turned out to be an employee of the Ministry of Magic.

"Can a werewolf work in the Ministry of Magic?" Ivan lowered his voice and asked Douglet quietly.

"Of course, the Ministry of Magic reserved a position for them in the Sports Department, which is responsible for doing chores. When the werewolf wizard can no longer do it, the Ministry will recruit another werewolf wizard to do the same job." Grid said tauntingly.

The chat between the two did not last long ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ As the focus of everyone, Ivan was constantly stared at by several Magic News reporters.

In particular, one of the middle-aged witches with blonde hair and a big pie face kept looking at him, and from time to time they used a pen to record something on the parchment. Ivan heard someone call her in the crowd. For Rita Skeeter, he immediately became vigilant.

If he remembers correctly, Rita Skeeter is a reporter for the Daily Prophet and an illegal Animagus who turns into a beetle. He is best at writing all kinds of eye-catching gossip news.

As long as it can attract attention, making up things is commonplace...

When I saw Rita Skeeter, Ivan knew he was going to suffer.

Sure enough, after a moment of Kung Fu Rita Skeeter squeezed all the way, fiddled with the curly hair, leaned forward and stared at Ivan intently and said.

"Hello, Mr. Hals, I am Rita Skeeter, a reporter for the Daily Prophet. You can call me Mrs. Skeeter..."

Ivan frowned and didn't want to pay attention to the old woman, because he knew very well that no matter what he said, the other party could make up a lot of things.

Fortunately, Dougte stopped in time, glared at Rita, and said very dissatisfied.

"If you want to interview, please after the experiment is completed, Hals has no time to answer your questions before then."

Rita Skeeter didn't want to pay any attention to him at all, but Dougt was just like a tower horizontally in the center, and he didn't mean to give in at all.

"Well, I will have an exclusive interview later." Rita Skeeter had to put away her quill, but before leaving, she stared at Ivan and said.

"I mean, if your wolf poison potion is really useful..."

After speaking, Rita Skeeter twisted and walked away.

"Unexpectedly, the Daily Prophet would arrange this woman for an interview. She is not a good role to deal with..." Doug said with a headache.

"Then why did you agree to interview her for me just now? Wouldn't it be okay to just refuse it?" Ivan asked in confusion, he was not interested in cooperating with this difficult woman for an interview or something.

"The Daily Prophet is the largest newspaper in the magical world. It's best not to offend it casually, not to mention that if you don't accept the interview, they won't write related articles." Dougt explained.

After a pause, Dougt continued. "And I heard that this guy can be bought by money, you may be able to start from this aspect..."

Ivan muttered to himself, then I would have to have so much Jin Jialong.

Without a word, Ivan walked up to the stand of the observation room, which looked like a small Colosseum. The stands on all sides were raised high, and the center was a flat open space.

The werewolf wizard stood there early, looking a little nervous, motioned to the crowd, and drank the dark brown potion in his hand.

Ivan looked at the hanging clock in the distance, and it was late at night in five minutes.

As time gets closer,

The surrounding Aurors who were in charge of protection clenched the wands in their hands, staring at the figure on the platform vigilantly, ready to subdue it after the opponent ran away.

The werewolf wizard keenly noticed this, with a bitter expression on his face, only when he turned his gaze to Ivan, did he show a little gratitude.

Under the focus of everyone's eyes, five minutes passed slowly.

The werewolf wizard suddenly shuddered, his body gradually elongated, his thin arms grew frantically with hair, and his nails became sharp and slender...

The most shocking thing is the huge wolf head with fangs, and the terrifying appearance makes many observing wizards frown frequently.

But in contrast, after the transformation was completed, the werewolf wizard was a bit at a loss under the gaze of everyone, and looked very uncomfortable, trying hard to cover it with his long-haired arm. The sight of everyone.

As Dougte said before, most werewolves are reluctant to let others see their ugly appearance after transforming.

Although most of the wizards present were honorable, they saw the transformation of a werewolf wizard for the first time, so they all looked at it with interest.

"It seems that the werewolves are not as scary as the legend, and I don't know why every year there are adult wizards being attacked by werewolves."

Seeing the trembling look of the werewolf on the field, Stamp shook his head in disappointment. This performance was really inconsistent with the ferocious look of the werewolf he imagined.

"That's because of the effect of the wolf's poison potion, or alone, the werewolf has bitten your throat now!" Marcus interrupted Stamp's conjecture very unceremoniously.

As a wizard who has been in contact with a large number of werewolves at close range, Marcus is well aware of the difficulties and horrors of werewolves, and naturally he can't listen to Stamp's nonsense.

The two quickly quarreled, attracting the attention of the wizard on the side.

Ivan's attention is not here, his eyes have been fixed on the few people in the front row of the stands, they are the ones who can really make the decision.

Dumbledore's azure blue pupils under his half-moon glasses carefully looked at the werewolf's body, as if he was confirming the state of the other party, and he spoke first before long.

"It seems that Mr. Hals's wolf poison potion is very successful... it perfectly maintains the sanity of the werewolf wizard."

"Well, yes, I think so too!" Fudge nodded with satisfaction. Although he didn't have much research on werewolves, he saw a transformed werewolf squatting there shivering, like a dog. .

That's enough, isn't it?

Dean Bohan leaned in at the first time. He didn't care about the guard of the Auror. He ran to the werewolf wizard to inquire about the other party's status. He tapped the wand on the werewolf's body from time to time. ...

The camera lights flickered all around, and Rita Skeeter took out a quill pen to record something, and even wanted to get in for an interview.

The expression of the werewolf wizard became more bitter, and only when he glanced at Ivan did he show a little gratitude.

After waiting for a while until it was confirmed that the werewolf had completely lost his aggressiveness, Fudge walked slowly to the stage and met with the werewolf wizard. After a long and boring speech,

Fudge smiled and held the palm of the werewolf, and made a final summary. Werewolf wizards are no different from normal wizards. They are all part of the magic world!

Ivan thought maliciously, if the werewolf wizard on the stage suddenly lost control and infected Fudge, would the Minister of Magic still laugh out.

It is a pity that his wolf poison potion works very well, and the werewolf wizard did not have the guts to attack the Minister of Magic.

Leaving the venue, Ivan followed Dougt to the patent office on the seventh floor of the basement to register the wolf poison potion, and then saw Rita Skeeter as soon as the door opened. She just stood by the door of the patent office, seemingly waiting It's been a long time.

"Then, our little genius Mr. Ivan Hals, can we start the interview now?" Rita Skeeter said with a smile.

"Of course, if you want to know something." Ivan shrugged, it didn't matter.

Just ask, he is not as good at dealing with Harry...

After obtaining the authorization for the exclusive interview, the two men sat down in an uninterrupted inquiry room.

Rita Skeeter couldn't wait to take out a roll of parchment and a shorthand quill from her crocodile leather handbag, put them aside, and then looked at Ivan with a sweet smile on her lips.

"I am accustomed to using shorthand quill pens to record. Wouldn't you object? That way I can talk to you without distraction."

"No, I object!" Ivan said without hesitation.

"That's good..." Rita Skeeter replied subconsciously, and then realized what Ivan was talking about, and the smile on the corner of her mouth froze for a while.

She never thought that the person interviewed would say that...

"No? Why?" Rita tried to maintain the professional smile on her face, asking every word.

Ivan looked at her with suspicion, tapped his fingers on the table, and spoke slowly.

"Mrs. Skeeter, you are against professional ethics like this. This makes me wonder if you have to rely on this magical quill pen to write a decent article..."

"Perhaps I can reflect to the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet and ask them to hire your quill pen!" Ivan did not give Rita any face in his words.

When she saw her take out the shorthand quill, Ivan knew that this interview would not be 100% peaceful.

Because that pen is the most important "magic weapon" of Rita Skeeter, the one who is best at adding fuel and jealousy to tampering with the interviewer's words into all kinds of explosive content, the basis for spreading rumors is even better than Rita Skeeter himself Awesome!

Rita Skeeter was very angry for a while, and under Ivan's suspicious gaze, she had to take out a new quill pen from the package.

Her professionalism cannot be questioned by anyone!

"Shall we start now? Mr. Hals?" Rita took a few deep breaths, calmed her emotions, and said with a smile.

"Of course, there is no problem!" Ivan nodded, he felt that Rita should not have a second shorthand quill.

"Then the first question, how did you think of researching wolf poison potions?" Rita asked.

"Knockdown Alley is the gathering place for werewolf wizards. I often contact them and understand their plight. That's why the idea of ​​developing a wolf poison potion was born..." Ivan carefully considered the sentence and tried to use short words as much as possible. Speak clearly, so as not to be caught by the other party.

"You often come into contact with werewolves? Why? What makes you take such a big risk?"

Rita Skeeter immediately found the part she was interested in from Ivan's words, her eyes lighted up, and the heavily-makeup face moved closer, and said excitedly.

"Is it because of your little werewolf girlfriend?"

In a short period of time, Rita Skeeter had already made up a poignant love story, and her hand with the quill began to tremble, trying to write something.

"There are no female werewolves among my friends!" Ivan rolled his eyes and interrupted.

Rita Skeeter was very disappointed. She had already thought of a story, but she couldn't write it. Thinking of this, Rita Skeeter said unwillingly.

"Then do you have any other emotional experiences in school?"

Ivan shook his head without hesitation, trying to cut off Rita Skeeter's last thoughts of making up her mind.

However, Ivan seriously underestimated Rita Skeeter's ability to talk nonsense. She didn't care what others said. With just a few words, she could piece together the sentences she wanted.

The sharp-eyed Ivan clearly saw Rita Skeeter holding a quill pen and writing such a paragraph on the parchment.

[Ivan Hals pays much attention to male werewolves and is ashamed of mentioning his relationship history. It seems unspeakable...]

After writing, Rita Skeeter smiled cordially at Ivan.

The blue veins on Ivan's forehead jumped wildly, and he regretted that he didn't learn the Forgetting Curse, otherwise, he could beat the old woman violently, and then use the Forgetting Curse to erase all her memories...

"Mrs. Skeeter, I must remind you that I will only be in the second grade next school year, and you may not have any credibility in writing your relationship history." Ivan retorted, holding back his anger.

"Is that so?" Rita nodded thoughtfully, and crossed out the sentences just written.

Just as Ivan breathed a sigh of relief, Rita continued to write.

[The potion genius Ivan Hals yearned for a love very much, but his too young age made him suffer setbacks in the process of searching for love, and in the end he could only be with a werewolf..]

Ivan is completely speechless, so no matter what questions Rita Skeeter asks, Ivan will not answer.

It's just that this old woman is obviously not upset. She looked at Ivan's expression on her own, and added a large analysis sentence to portray Ivan on the parchment as a arrogant and indifferent monster with many quirks. Medicine genius.

Rita Skeeter felt that such an image would surely arouse the public's attention, while Ivan coldly watched more and more content recorded on the parchment.

"Okay, that's all for today's interview?" Rita Skeeter nodded in satisfaction after writing the parchment she brought, she felt that this content was enough to occupy the headlines for several days. .

Just as Rita Skeeter was packing her crocodile leather handbag and stood up and was about to leave, Ivan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Mrs. Skeeter, please wait a moment..."

Rita Skeeter gave a look, then turned her head, but then heard Ivan continue.

"Or ~www.mtlnovel.com~ I should call you an illegal Animagus shapeshifter, Ms. Beetle!"

Rita Skeeter's figure trembled suddenly, staring at Ivan in disbelief, but soon a smirk rose from the corner of her mouth.

"Mr. Hals, I don't quite understand what you mean..." Rita Skeeter pretended to be calm.

"Really? As long as I understand it!" Ivan raised his eyebrows, looked at her playfully, and said casually.

Rita Skeeter was really not sure if Ivan was doing her own routine, but after thinking about it, she found it impossible, because Ivan accurately said that her Animagus metamorphosis was a beetle.

But this secret should not be known to anyone...

"There are no absolute secrets in the world, right?" Ivan changed his expression and pointed to the seat in front of him. "I think we can sit down now and have a good talk..."

Rita Skeeter hesitated and sat down reluctantly, worried that Ivan had any decisive evidence.

In fact, even if there is no evidence, Ivan only needs to report to the Ministry of Magic to cause her huge troubles.

After all, in order to write explosive articles over the years, she has often used the Animagus form to track the interviewee, or sneak into the other party's home to get some secret information.

This not only violates the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, but also offends a large number of prestigious wizards. If the identity of the illegal Animagus is revealed by Ivan, then she will most likely be imprisoned in Azkaban. ..

"Where is the parchment?" Ivan said with a more serious tone.

Rita Skeeter touched her crocodile leather handbag, and Ivan snatched it as soon as she took it out.

Looking at the nonsense on the parchment, Ivan rudely tore it to pieces in front of Rita Skeeter.

"You... how dare you..." Rita Skeeter's eyes widened, her lips trembled as she wanted to say something, but Ivan's words were held back in Ivan's indifferent gaze. .

"Rewrite, I watched!" Ivan knocked on the table and said.

Rita Skeeter hesitated, and finally reluctantly took out a new roll of parchment and wrote on it again.

Under Ivan's gaze, Rita Skeeter thought about all kinds of praise.

At first, it was not going well, but after writing a few paragraphs, Rita Skeeter seemed to have found inspiration. The more she wrote, the more excited she became, and finally she was completely released...

Ivan was dumbfounded when he watched from the side.

Especially in a certain paragraph that he had the general mind of the Minister of Magic when he was eight years old, and he often thought about the future of the magic world under the silent night sky...

"Ahem..." Ifan couldn't help but coughed slightly.

Rita Skeeter, who was writing to the point, looked up at Ivan suspiciously.

"I think what you wrote needs to be corrected a bit." Yifan reminded concisely.

Fix it? Rita Skeeter didn't quite understand the meaning of Ivan's words, but then suddenly realized.

It must be that she hasn't boasted enough!

Rita Skeeter thought of this, and decided to go back after she decided to polish it up and try to make the other party satisfied.

....

When the two came out of the inquiry room, Dougert just finished talking with the Director of the Patent Office.

After seeing Rita Skeeter shook hands with Ivan with a smirk on her face, she ran away in a hurry as if she had encountered a nemesis without looking back. She was a little worried and turned to Ivan. Said.

"Did you offend that old woman? She is not a broad-minded person..."

"No, we had a very good chat, you will know by reading the Daily Prophet!" Ivan shrugged and said indifferently.

Dougter was very curious, and didn't quite understand why Ivan had such a great confidence, but he knew some details about Rita Skeeter.

As the most famous journalist of the Daily Prophet, Rita Skeeter is best at digging out all kinds of fierce materials. People who are targeted by her opponent usually fall into various troubles and scandals. No one has ever known about Rita Skeeter. How did Kit learn about these secret messages.

Ivan shook his head and did not intend to disclose more information. He was able to stop Rita Skeeter because he had read the original and knew the weakness of the other party and was unable to prove the source of the information with Dougte.

Dougert had to resist the curiosity in his heart and led him away from the Ministry of Magic.

It was almost early in the morning when I returned home, Ivan sent away Dougte, and briefly explained to Aysia that the trip went well, so he lay down sleepy.

...

On Wednesday morning, Ivan, who was eating breakfast, was yawning. In a flash, she saw flocks of owls flying in from the door, window, and fireplace.

Owl disaster at home?

Before I could understand what happened, he saw countless envelopes falling from the air, piled up high, almost overwhelming the dining table, accompanied by some Owl feathers.

Except for the envelope, Ivan saw that there was a newspaper mixed with it, Ivan reached out and took it, and found that it was the Daily Prophet, which was sent by Rita Skeeter.

The front page dynamic photo of the newspaper was the one taken with the werewolf before leaving the observation room with Fudge.

Below is Rita Skeeter's article. Ivan read it carefully and found that not only did she not listen to her own opinions, but she also wrote the content even more exaggerated, making her laugh and cry.

But Ivan also had to admit that Rita Skeeter's writing is indeed good.

A few paragraphs made him appear as a potion genius on paper. Coupled with a few touching stories made up by Rita Skeeter, Ivan was moved to cry when he saw it.

"What the **** is going on?" After hearing the movement, Aysia, who walked out of the kitchen, still holding the kitchen utensils in her hand, looked at the envelopes full of the room blankly.

"Well, I don't know too much, probably because of this?" Ivan waved the Daily Prophet in his hand.

Aysia picked it up curiously, and after a few glances, her expression became more and more strange.

"How much did you give to that reporter? How would she help you?"

"I didn't give a copper Nat. Maybe the reporter of the Daily Prophet thought I was just such a person..." Ivan spread his hands and said innocently.

Aysia smiled and squeezed Ivan's cheek, she didn't believe a word...

Afterwards, the two together used magic spells to collect the envelopes on the ground ~ www.mtlnovel.com~ Under the influence of magic, countless letters were collected and piled neatly in the corner.

Ivan opened a letter casually and read it, and found that it was a letter from a werewolf wizard. The content of the letter was deep and affectionate. It was all thanks to him for caring so much about the living conditions of the werewolf wizard and praised his contribution to the werewolf.

Ivan blushed a little when he saw that, he didn't know that he had done so many things for the werewolf.

At the end of the envelope, there was also a deposit for the first batch of wolf poisoning potions.

"Should these letters have the same content, right? When will the reply be returned?" Ivan stared at the letters piled up in front of him with a headache.

"A lot of people who want this treatment don't have this chance yet." Aysia gave him a blank look, but still helped to open the envelope and count the number of people who ordered the wolf's poison potion.

Regarding the specific reply, Ivan remembered the answering quill in the store. As long as he slightly changed the judgment mechanism, he could automatically reply.