The whole world was reduced to black, white and gray.
Rita Skeeter was stiff, watching Felix's fingers tapping on the table with difficulty. His white and slender fingers and healthy light pink nails were the only color in her field of vision.
As his fingers tapped, circles of black and gray ripples bloomed from the fingertips, passing through the bodies of the two people and spreading silently in all directions.
"You--" the woman said with difficulty. Her wand was in her hand, but she couldn't raise it even a little bit.
"You see, I occasionally use this perspective to observe the world and magic. It's still very interesting." Felix introduced, and his attitude did not change from beginning to end.
But Rita Skeeter didn't think so.
"What you did... is illegal... Azkaban..." She opened and closed her lips with great difficulty, speaking word by word.
"Rita, Rita, you don't think I will do anything bad to you, do you?" Felix said with a smile, "I just asked, do you really know me?"
"Obviously, you don't know me."
"One of your colleagues advised you not to hit on me? I guess he must be Slytherin."
Rita Skeeter's eyes were fixed on him.
Felix said calmly, "When I was in the fifth grade, I used the holiday time to visit several stubborn pure-blood families. After that, they never talked about me in public again."
"Do you know why?"
She widened her eyes.
"Who do you think I need to rely on to fight against the threat of extreme pure-blood families? No, Rita," he said softly, "I just showed them a possibility."
As Felix's emotions fluctuated, the white and gray of the whole world quickly turned into ink-like black, a deep and depressing darkness.
Rita Skeeter's body trembled slightly.
"Yes, a possibility, if I become the Dark Lord..." He didn't continue.
The darkness faded quickly and returned to a clear black and white again, like an old faded photo.
"Think about it carefully, I'm actually very easy to talk to. As long as you don't come to provoke me, I don't have time to pay attention to you. But unfortunately, it just happened-"
"You blocked my way..."
Ignoring her, Felix called the parchment on the table and read it casually.
This parchment had been filled with a foot of content without knowing it, which made him laugh and cry. If the little wizards in Hogwarts had the ability to make up this kind of story, they would definitely laugh in their dreams.
"Tsk tsk!"
"This paragraph is too much."
"Did I say that?"
"Maintain a close relationship with Dumbledore, who, me?" He shook his head.
The colors in the room gradually returned, which was also a magical scene, just like a child found a faded photo in an old storage room and picked up a crayon to smear on it.
The world became lively again.
Rita Skeeter found that she had regained her ability to move.
She glanced at the wand in her hand, and then looked at Felix who was still reading the parchment, her eyes kept rolling.
But she quickly gave up this stupid idea.
"Have you thought about it? Do you want to do it? This may be an opportunity. Catch me, and you can make up the story afterwards." Felix raised his head and looked at her with light blue eyes.
"You are joking, Felix, no, Professor Hep, Sir——" Rita Skeeter kept changing her address.
"Heh."
He threw the parchment in his hand lightly, and it turned into ashes silently.
"About the purpose of my coming..."
"I apologize! I will stop all false statements!" She said quickly, with a flattering smile on her face.
"Thank you, Rita."
Felix stood up, smiled slightly and bowed politely, then he pushed open the door and his figure merged into the night.
At this moment, it was completely dark, and the north wind rolled up the snowflakes and blew his robe "swishing". Felix took two steps against the wind and snow, and the next second he disappeared from the spot.
After a while, Rita Skeeter quietly opened the door, glanced left and right, and there was nothing outside the house, so she quickly closed the door.
A burst of vicious curses spewed out of her mouth, and she was cursing someone with almost the most unpleasant words she knew in her life.
"Felix Hep!" She shouted the name viciously.
"I want revenge! Revenge... his secret... yes, that's right, this damn... he doesn't know I'm an Animagus yet, maybe, no, it's too risky."
After cursing for a long time, Rita Skeeter's mouth was dry and she finally stopped.
She came to the wine cabinet and wanted to take out a bottle of wine to quench her thirst, but as soon as her fingers touched the handle, the gorgeous silver product turned into fine sand in her hand.
Rita Skeeter was stunned there.
She tentatively stretched out a thick finger and tapped a purple long-necked pot - that was her favorite wine pot. But the next second, the wine pot quickly decomposed into fine sand, including the wine stored in it. Her
eyes became horrified, and her body stumbled and hit the chair behind her. Then she found that the chair also fell to the ground and turned into a pool of fine sand.
Rita Skeeter looked around her house. Every part of it was turning into sand, including her delicate picture frames and crocodile leather handbags.
Even the floor was not immune.
"Ahhh!"
She ran out of the house in horror. As she watched, the whole house was crumbling. A vortex of sand surged from the bottom, slowly and firmly engulfing the house.
"This is a lesson." A voice suddenly sounded in Rita Skeeter's mind.
Her lips trembled, as if she wanted to say something, but this time, she quickly closed her mouth.
At the edge of the Forbidden Forest.
Felix's figure suddenly appeared. He walked towards the castle step by step in the wind and snow. The weather in December was extremely cold, especially with strong winds mixed with blizzards. Every step was a severe test.
When he saw the outline of the castle from afar, an idea came to him. He shook his head. He really didn't learn from his mistakes.
Felix pushed open the dark brown door, shook off the snowflakes on his body, and entered the warm castle.
He waved his wand lightly, and the door behind him closed with a "bang", blocking the wind, snow and darkness outside.