Dragon Roar Master at Hogwarts

"Yes, I'm sorry, Lord Dark Lord, you are joking."

Rita Skeeter pretended to be calm and swallowed, then looked at Dudley with a forced smile. However, her legs in black stockings were clamped and shaking due to nervousness and fear, as well as under the tight emerald green robe. The chest that was constantly rising and falling proved that she was in extreme panic.

"Beetles - what a convenient animal, right? They can appear anywhere, and they are very inconspicuous and will not make anyone suspicious. They can eavesdrop on other people's most private conversations."

Rita Skeeter was finally convinced that Dudley had discovered her Animagus identity, her face turned pale, and she looked at Dudley with desperate eyes.

"Don't worry so much, dear Rita. I'm not accusing you of invading privacy or anything. That's what Dumbledore and his group would do."

When Dudley saw that the effect was achieved, he stopped applying pressure.

"I sincerely admire Miss Rita Skeeter's talent as a reporter, her ability to dig out unknown information, and her ability to portray conjecture as truth in a vivid way."

"But I think it's a pity that with your talents, it would be such a waste to be buried in the Daily Prophet. I want to give you a better stage to develop your talents."

"stage?"

Rita Skeeter looked at Dudley with fear and confusion.

"I'm sorry, Lord Demon King, I...I don't think I'm qualified to join your team of Death Eaters...Besides, I think my job in the Daily Prophet is very, very good. .....”

Rita Skeeter looked at Dudley cautiously, as if she was worried that her words would anger Dudley.

"Of course I am not referring to Death Eaters. You have misunderstood Miss Rita Skeeter."

Dudley shook his head slightly and continued in a hoarse voice.

"I can assure you, Miss Rita Skeeter, that the Daily Prophet will become something no one cares about in a very short time, maybe a few months, maybe a year. And the new The King of Traffic Platform, the place where everyone receives information, will be here - on my magic book."

"Traffic? Platform?"

Rita Skeeter kept mumbling and repeating the new terms Dudley said with a blank look on her face, but after a moment, she immediately focused on a more important thing.

"Wait a minute, the magic book you are talking about...does it mean that magic book?"

Rita Skeeter took out a brand new grimoire from her crocodile bag and looked at Dudley in surprise.

"Try it, Miss Rita Skeeter, enter any forum."

Rita Skeeter opened the magic book in surprise, then glanced at Dudley and entered a forum called the Daily Prophet discussion board.

Dudley smiled slightly under the mask, then took out his grimoire and issued a series of commands to Delphine.

Suddenly, surprise and astonishment appeared on Rita Skeeter's face, because her Magic Book forum section began to change the displayed content uncontrollably, the text began to be rearranged, and finally other posts that were frozen in the entire forum disappeared. , there is only one post left.

【Now do you believe it, the beautiful and charming Miss Rita Skeeter】

Rita Skeeter raised her head and looked at Dudley in disbelief, trembling her plump lips painted with bright lipstick, and asked in surprise:

"Does it mean that you can control everything in the magic book?"

Valley</span> "The backend system of the magic book has always been under my control. I can control what is displayed on everyone's magic book. Don't worry, the forum is still the same in the eyes of others. I just treat Rita Miss, you have tampered with your magic book alone."

Rita Skeeter immediately closed the magic book quickly, and then looked at the beautiful face of the magic book with fear.

"That is to say, all our chat records can be peeped... or even tampered with... Oh my god, this news is really... once it is announced... ..”

"It's going to get really bad, Miss Rita Skeeter."

Dudley's voice was filled with chill, making Rita Skeeter shudder.

"But that's not a problem, dear Rita. If I need to, I have a thousand ways to make it impossible for you to speak. Besides, even if Miss Rita Skeeter says it, how many people will believe it? , after all, on one side is the famous unscrupulous reporter who lies a lot, and on the other side is the great wizard Barty Crouch who once killed his relatives..."

"However, I think these are just superfluous considerations. After all, I know that Miss Rita Skeeter is a smart person and understands the power of language and words better than anyone else. It should be very clear what should be said and what should not be said."

Rita Skeeter pushed up her glasses, as if she hadn't fully accepted this fact yet.

"So Barty Crouch has already surrendered to the Death Eaters... No, even Cornelius Fudge may have... God, this is really terrible."

She seemed to subconsciously want to retrieve her shorthand quill from the ground, but stopped and looked at Dudley with fear.

"Dark Lord... I am just an insignificant reporter... Please let me go, please, no matter what you want, no matter how much money you want, , I can give it to you, and I am willing to serve you wholeheartedly..."

Dudley looked at Rita Skeeter with satisfaction. It was very different to talk to an intelligent person. It seemed that the female reporter had understood that since she had heard so much inside information, she could not leave casually.

"I've never been short of money, dear Rita."

Dudley looked at Rita Skeeter meaningfully, scanning her from top to bottom.

"It's you I need, Rita Skeeter, and your service is the only thing I need."

"My...service...does that mean..."

Rita's face turned red, and she bit her plump and rosy lower lip with her teeth. Then with a determined look, her fingers painted with bright nail polish reached for the buttons of her blouse tremblingly.

"You misunderstand, Miss Rita Skeeter."

Dudley bent down, picked up the shorthand quill that Rita Skeeter had dropped from the ground, and then slowly handed it to Rita Skeeter.

"I would like to invite you to join the team behind the Grimoire, use your pen and talents as weapons, and join me in manipulating the public opinion of the entire wizarding world - firmly controlling the truth in our hands."

"Public opinion...truth...control?"

Rita Skeeter took the shorthand quill from Dudley's hand with dull eyes. After a moment, she raised her head, with a hint of understanding and surprise in her eyes.

"It seems that you have noticed it, dear Rita... The existence of the magic book itself is a very terrifying magic. As long as you control the information that people accept, you can distort the facts and manipulate speech at will."

"Rita Skeeter, you will be the consulting queen of the new era."