Looking at Rita Skeeter who was getting more and more excited, Kyle waved his hand and smiled, "I was just joking just now, why did you take it seriously?"

Although she looked a bit aggressive, Kyle didn't want to push her too hard.

How should I put it? It was a bit unexpected. Kyle didn't expect Rita Skeeter's reaction to be so big that she would rather expose herself as an Animagus.

At the same time, she seemed unable to accept the news of Voldemort's resurrection...or rather, she didn't believe it without substantial evidence.

I wish I had taken a photo of Voldemort earlier.

Kyle remembered that he smiled happily after his resurrection. Maybe he could even be selected for the Most Charming Smile Award of Witch Weekly.

Of course, that's if he had the time at the time.

"You better be kidding."

Rita Skeeter's expression softened considerably, but she still looked somewhat wary.

"Don't worry." Kyle said, "I called you here this time because I have something else to tell you."

Rita Skeeter, who was about to leave, heard this and sat back reluctantly. She really didn't want to stay for even a minute longer, but there was nothing she could do, because she had the other party's leverage.

And she also discovered that Kyle and Dumbledore in front of her were completely different people. Although they looked harmless, they were much more difficult to deal with than most people she had met before.

Take the Triwizard Tournament for example. Rita Skeeter still remembers what Kyle said to prevent her from writing a report about him.

He kept saying that he was bound to lose and that he would find a reason to shift the blame, but in the end he won the championship, and it was the undisputed champion.

She watched all the games, and Kyle had an absolute advantage in every competition...it felt like the other two were just there to make up the numbers.

Thinking about it now, Rita Skeeter felt that she was like a troll at the time. She actually believed Kyle's words and believed them without a doubt.

When she returned home that day, she even wrote an article overnight that severely condemned Kyle and kept it at home, waiting to be published after the Triwizard Tournament was over.

However, after Kyle discovered that she was an Animagus, she tore up the article and threw it away.

"What's the matter?" Rita Skeeter asked unhappily.

"About Fudge." Kyle looked around and lowered his voice, "I admire Minister Fudge very much, so I want to know more about his deeds... well, some deeds that people don't know."

"You've got the wrong person. Fudge is the Minister of Magic."

Rita Skeeter pushed up her ugly glasses and said, "Besides, you said it was an unknown fact, so how could I know it? If you really admire Minister Fudge, then read his autobiography.

"It's available at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore. It's fifteen Galleons a copy."

"Fifteen Galleons... I'm just a student and can't afford such expensive things." Kyle said casually.

"Just now you said you didn't need money."

"Yeah, I have a lot of them," Kyle said, "but that doesn't mean I can afford to buy a book at fifteen Galleons."

Then, Kyle didn't say anything else, but directly slapped a photo on the table. It showed the whole process of Rita Skeeter's Animagus transformation.

“Bang!”

In just a blink of an eye, the photo was covered by a handbag.

"Damn it! You just took it out like that? What if someone sees us?"

"No," Kyle said, "I checked, there's no one around... and no bugs.

"How about this reward, please consider it?"

Rita Skeeter's breathing became much heavier, but Kyle didn't rush her, he just came to the bar and got her another butterbeer.

Anyway, it's Old Tom's treat, so you might as well refuse it.

"No problem, I promise in the name of Dumbledore."

"Why Dumbledore?"

"Then I guarantee it with my own name, do you believe it?"

Subconsciously, Rita Skeeter thought of the scene where Kyle swore that he was bound to lose.

She didn't say anything else, but looked around cautiously. Kyle immediately understood, took out his wand, and whispered: "Close your ears and listen!"

"Okay, now people around here won't hear our conversation."

Then Rita Skeeter took out a special looking glass, and after seeing that it had no reaction, she whispered, "Remember the magical creature smuggling incident that made a lot of noise a few years ago?"

Kyle nodded. He was forced to participate in the entire process of capturing Oren in the Forbidden Forest, so of course he remembered it.

"According to insiders, he was involved in this, and the reason why the attackers were so anxious to catch the fish that slipped through the net was because the other party had evidence.

"The man wrote everything down using magic, in a notebook."

Kyle raised an eyebrow.

He remembered that when they were in the Forbidden Forest, Oren had said that the striker chased him because he wanted to get a notebook, but he didn't expect it was because of this.

No wonder there were only strikers who went to the Forbidden Forest that time, and not a single Auror. It turns out Fudge was also involved.

Aurors were different from strikers. They were not so obedient to the Minister of Magic. If they saw the contents of the notebook, it would not be so easy for Fudge to cover up the truth.

Kyle thought about it, took out ten Galleons and placed them on the table.

"Wait, this is different from what we agreed on." Rita Skeeter said dissatisfiedly, "Why are there only ten Galleons?"

"Do you want to listen to what you just said... Is it necessary for a Minister of Magic to be involved in the smuggling of magical creatures? This is outrageous news, and ten Galleons is more than enough. I even suspect that you are trying to trick me."

"I can assure you that it was not," said Rita Skeeter, gravely, "and he was not even a minister when he became involved."

When it comes to prying into secrets, Rita Skeeter doesn't allow her expertise to be questioned.

This was what she had heard with her own eyes. At a dance a few years ago, she had used her Animagus to sneak in and eavesdrop on the news, and happened to hear Fudge and another person discussing this in secret.

"If you can take out the notebook, I'll give you 500 Galleons," Kyle said, "but you have nothing now, so who knows if it's true or not."

"Ha, if I really had a notebook, it would be more than five hundred Galleons," Rita Skeeter muttered, but did not refute anything else.

She first carefully put the photo into the compartment of her handbag, and then took the Galleons from the table.

“I have another piece of news for you.” She smacked her lips, as if the revelations just now had made her a little addicted, and she regarded Kyle as another form of reporting.

"There is a senior deputy minister in the Ministry of Magic named Dolores Umbridge. Not only does she pretend to be a pure-blood, she has also repeatedly taken credit for other colleagues' work and claimed it as her own..."

Kyle was stunned at first, then said nonchalantly: "What's her problem is none of my business."

Umbridge is not important. As long as Fudge is dealt with, she will just be a byproduct.

"Don't worry." Rita Skeeter said with a smile, "In fact, these ministers also knew about it, but not only did they not say anything, they helped cover up the facts.

"I know one guy who was fired for this and now works on a farm in Cornwall."

After that, she looked at Kyle with a smile on her face.

Seeing this, Kyle took out another fifty Galleons and placed them on the table.

(End of this chapter)