Even the pink tone could not change the chill brought by the cold wind and snow in the letter.

Harry opened the letter.

Rita's invitation, hoping to meet him at Hogwarts tonight, she will sneak into Hogwarts through the secret passage.

She was looking forward to hearing from Harry and agreeing on a meeting place, but the Gryffindor common room was not a good choice.

Harry wrote her back, including the address of the abandoned classroom where he would be taking his dueling class that evening.

night.

Neville was knocked down again and was about to get up.

Harry looked towards the door: "Coming."

Neville was startled.

What's coming?

He followed Hermione and Ron to look at the door. The door was closed. Filch should be outside pretending to stop the professor. Of course, the main point was to stop the students who were out at night, so there was no movement.

He was about to ask.

A panicked head swelled up and appeared.

It was Rita Skeeter's ladybug-like face that startled Neville, who stumbled back, lost his balance, and fell down.

"Mr. Potter!" Rita was terrified, "Werewolf!"

"There's a werewolf lurking in the secret passage!"

Harry looked at her. "Did you come from the Whomping Willow?"

Rita was stunned and nodded.

"Those two werewolves are Professor Snape's collection." Harry said, "Don't be afraid, they are not threatening, and they can't escape the Whomping Willow."

"Collectibles?" Rita seemed to have difficulty understanding the word.

Ron was very proud and spelled out the word: "Collectibles, souvenirs, are items that symbolize a special event..."

"Mr. Weasley, I know the word and what it means." Rita interrupted him. In terms of language proficiency alone, she might be the one with the highest level in the classroom. "But Professor Snape..."

"You don't need to know this." Harry suppressed her curiosity and said, "Is there something that cannot be said in a letter that requires us to meet in person?"

Rita conjured a stool for herself and looked towards Harry tentatively.

Harry nodded and conjured up chairs for his group as well.

After they sat down, Rita followed suit, and at this time, she noticed a relatively unfamiliar person: "Neville Longbottom?"

"Why is he here!?"

Harry replied, "He always is."

"Then I... Animagus..." Rita said with her teeth bared.

Harry nodded.

He paused slightly and said, "I didn't say anything. You changed it yourself for him to see."

Rita was dejected. "Forget it. I'll just know now. I'm already considering whether to register with the Ministry of Magic. After all, I'm no longer a gossip reporter."

She quickly adjusted her mood: "Mr. Potter, I found out two things."

"I think I found Fenrir Greyback."

Harry stood up and said with a serious face: "Where is it?"

"Wait, Mr. Potter, don't be so excited." Rita waved her hand and continued softly, "I haven't found out exactly where it is, but I heard a piece of news from the wizards in Knockturn Alley that the werewolves seemed to be planning some action on Christmas Eve."

"The werewolves want revenge on the wizards, and let the blood flow on Christmas Eve."

"Fenrir Greyback will surely appear."

Harry nodded slowly. "Where are they going to bleed?"

"Hogsmeade," Rita answered simply.

"No wonder you were so scared by just two werewolves." Hermione nodded, and the doubts in her heart were resolved - Animagus are the least afraid of werewolves, Rita's reaction was very abnormal.

only?

Rita looked at the little witch oddly.

A werewolf is enough to make the entire wizarding community panic, so this is obviously a normal reaction!

Your Potter and the Order of the Phoenix are the abnormal ones!

She couldn't say the words, so they came out as a resentful sigh.

"Any other details?" Harry pressed.

Rita nodded, counting on her fingers and continued, "The following information may not be very credible."

"Greyback has gathered ten werewolves. There will be at most twenty or thirty werewolves."

Hermione sneered. "Can you find so many werewolves in the whole of Great Britain who are willing to cause trouble with Greyback?"

"So it's not very credible, but at least it can be used as a reference." Rita argued for herself, "Besides, for the wizards of Knockturn Alley, this action is a gift to celebrate the return of the mysterious man. It's the prelude to the stage."

She felt very calm when she talked about this.

The Order of the Phoenix repeatedly mentioned the news that the mysterious man was not completely dead and was trying to resurrect. They had already built a solid fortress in their hearts.

"Will there be Death Eaters involved?" Harry simplified her words.

Rita nodded: "It is said that it is so."

Harry didn't comment and waved his hand: "Anything else?"

Rita frowned and said hesitantly, "As for the goblins, I haven't been able to find Ragnak, but recently..."

"Some goblins from Gringotts often go to Knockturn Alley to meet with some people. Although goblins don't refuse anyone who does business with them, the current situation is like this after all. I paid attention, but the room where they talked was protected by layers of magic."

"Mr. Potter, you know that I am not very good at anything except Animagus."

Harry looked at her.

She quickly added, "And news reporting. These are the only things I'm good at. I've always remembered what happened last time, so I didn't dare to break into that house. The fairies know some weird magic, and I was afraid they would find me."

"However, although I failed to sneak into the room, I waited there for several days and discovered something incredible."

"It will definitely scare you, Mr. Potter!"

She paused for a moment, leaving the question unanswered, and said in a profound tone: "I noticed that among the wizards the goblins met, one of them looked very much like Bellatrix Lestrange."

Harry wasn't frightened.

Neville stood up, knocking over the chair, and stared at Rita: "What did you say, Lestrange?"

Rita was startled by him and raised her hands: "Mr. Longbottom, don't be so serious. I'm not sure if it's her, but it looks very similar."

"Maybe I saw it wrong. After all, she has been in Azkaban for more than ten years..."

Harry waved his hand. "Have you ever been to Azkaban?"

Rita shook her head.

Harry said nothing, just looked at her.

"I see. I'll check it out." Rita nodded in agreement, very intuitively. "If it's really Lestrange and the others who escaped from prison, then..."

"The public has a right to know?" Harry said. "I remember that's something you always said."

Rita swallowed her saliva: "Of course, it's not just me, many reporters remember this sentence."

Harry spread his hands.

Rita then went on to tell some irrelevant news. Borgin and Burke's had not been open for business for a long time. There were rumors in Knockturn Alley that the old swindler had been killed. Many people coveted the store, and there were indeed some brave people who visited it late at night.

But after those people went in, they disappeared.

The Aurors came to investigate and found nothing.

The Malfoy family sold another batch of heirlooms. Ever since old Mr. Malfoy was sent to Azkaban, the Malfoy family's life has become increasingly bleak. Last year they seemed to have some surplus, but this year they have to sell their property to make ends meet.

Perhaps in a few years, they will become like the Gaunt family in the past, living in poverty in their old house with bare walls until the last heir dies suddenly.

This seems to be the fate of all pure-blood families who adhere to "pure bloodism".

Gaunt, Black, Rosier, and now it's the Malfoys' turn.

There's a lot of commotion at the Ministry of Magic.

Scrimgeour made no secret of his ambitions. He mentioned the impeachment of Fudge many times in the regular meetings and received support from many people. In addition, the number of supporters increased with each regular meeting. Fudge was very tired of dealing with him. Even if there was nothing else, at this rate of increase in the number of people, the Ministry of Magic would have a new master in three or four months at most.

This made Ron cheer.

He had long disliked Fudge and wanted himself to be the Minister of Magic. No, even letting Sirius be the Minister of Magic would be better than Fudge.

Wouldn't it be enough to just nod and agree: "Ah, yes, yes, yes" when Dumbledore or Harry speaks?

And then there was Mundungus Fletcher, about whom Rita gnashed her teeth.

This thief!

How could he be compared with himself? He was a spy for the Ministry of Magic. Once he entered the Black mansion, it was like returning to his own home. In less than an hour, he had gone around from the basement to the top floor. In the terminology of their industry, he had visited every place.

No matter how she looked at it, Rita felt that he was here to steal.

But Dumbledore said he was useful, so Rita had no choice but to share with him the information she had collected with great difficulty.

There are a lot of miscellaneous news.

It is indeed a level that cannot be completed in one letter.

Rita talked until the early morning hours before she transformed back into a ladybug and left.

Neville rubbed his face. This huge amount of information was too much for his simple brain to process. Ron was still adding fuel to the fire, talking about some old rumors - Tom Riddle liked to visit the ladies' room at night and seduce overly mature women.

Neville remained in a state of being "petrified" until he arrived at the school infirmary.

Two days later.

The new issue of The Quibbler is again selling out.

The front page showed a few photos of empty prison cells and smaller photos of prisons that were no longer empty but showed bodies lying on the ground, almost dried up.

《An inescapable Alcatraz? Or a resort where you can come and go as you please?》

In the article, Rita used the most common words to introduce the current situation of Azkaban. Those vicious Death Eaters were nowhere to be seen, including Lestrange, Malfoy, Mulciber, and the "jailers", a group of Dementors who abused their power and sucked the souls of most of the prisoners. Only a few prisoners were left alive, and they seemed to be the reserve food kept by the Dementors.

Azkaban has been broken out of again!

And the Dementors seemed to be getting out of control.

When the "extremely vicious" Sirius escaped from prison, the entire wizarding world was in panic. Now there is a group of vicious Death Eaters. Except for the warm harbor of Hogwarts, the outside world is in chaos.