Chapter 654: Capturing Rita Skeeter

Fan Lin sat quietly on the sofa, with a candle lamp placed on the table in front of him.

After about a few minutes, Fan Lin captured something in his perception, something that did not originally belong to the Screaming Shack.

That familiar smell of transfiguration?

This is really a joyful thing.

The Beetle moves its fat body, which is definitely unique among Beetles.

You know, Animagus transformation will still retain the characteristics of the transformed wizard.

A fat beetle?

Forgive me for my lack of reading, but I have never seen such a fat beetle.

Fan Lin's eyes narrowed, but out of the corner of his eye he immediately caught sight of that clumsy-looking figure.

The beetle moved forward cautiously, and she was almost able to see clearly what was on the paper, a strange magic circle, and a frightening aura.

She almost succeeded.

Just when Rita was about to take a good note, her body was suddenly hit by a ray of light.

Before she could think too much, Rita felt that her body became a little sluggish.

Is this...a spell?

Rita felt that she could not turn her head. She tried hard to turn her head, but the instructions from her brain could not guide her body at all.

Like a dying old man, Rita felt like her mind was frozen.

Rita felt herself flying up, and then her head was aimed at Fan Lin's face.

Fan Lin looked at Rita with a smile, as if he had seen some interesting prey.

Will...will I die?

At this time, Rita's only thought was to desperately try to activate the magic in her body in order to break away from this damn magic.

"I advise you not to try randomly, Miss Rita. Otherwise, I don't think the Ministry of Magic will come to investigate the mistake of a young wizard in Hogwarts... Oh, no, it should be the fault of accidentally stepping on a beetle. Bar."

Rita's mind went blank. She didn't know which link caused the problem, but it was obvious that she was caught in a trap.

dark magic?

…

When we returned to the castle, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

In order to return to school before Professor Snape's patrol, Fanlin ran desperately, risking being discovered by Mr. Filch's cat.

That cat looks really bad. Should I throw the cat away?

But fortunately, Fan Lin came back in time, before the fat lady started talking nonsense.

By the way, Fanlin also rescued Neville, but Neville still didn't remember the Fat Lady's new password.

"Where have you been?" Hermione raised her head. The girl was studying her own magic structure. The house elf matter seemed to have encountered some bottleneck. Hermione's paper was not very good.

"Prepare some small surprises." Fan Lin laughed, and he quickly walked to sit next to Hermione.

Usually at this time, it was the two of them who occupied the sofa in the Gryffindor common room.

But today there were two more people. Harry and Ron were holding a book and looking at it carefully.

"What are they doing?"

"Research on Charms." Hermione said, "Harry wanted to master Transfiguration, but Malfoy was too arrogant. Harry decided to use Moody's method to teach Malfoy a lesson."

"Oh, that's a good idea. Even if it doesn't completely succeed, it's not bad to turn Malfoy into a half-human, half-beast state." Fan Lin returned casually, and then he put the bottle in his hand on the table superior.

"What are you doing?" Ron looked at the bottle in surprise, "What a big beetle. Did you go out just to catch this, or is this some kind of magical creature?"

Ron shook the bottle with his hand, and the fat beetle was like a stone, hitting the body of the glass bottle and making a clanking sound.

"Ron," Hermione said, "If this is a magical creature, you will kill it sooner or later."

"Oh, almost," said Ron. "We killed quite a few beetles at Snape's place."

"It doesn't matter..." Fan Lin waved his hand, "Although it is not an ordinary beetle, maybe she also likes it."

"Is this so?" Ron shook the glass bottle again.

The beetle in the bottle seemed to be dead, and the hard shell on its back kept hitting the bottle.

"This beetle is really fat."

"To be precise, it should be fat. Fat is used to describe beetles..." Harry took the bottle.

The patterns on the beetles are very unique. Harry thought it looked familiar, but Harry couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

"What breed is this?"

Fan Lin shook his head and said nothing. He just took the bottle back.

"For you, Hermione." Fan Lin said, putting the bottle into Hermione's hand.

"Give it to me?" Hermione looked at Fan Lin in surprise, "Uh... I remember that the potion I contacted recently didn't use anything like beetle juice. Or is this beetle very special?"

"It's indeed quite special." Fan Lin touched his nose, "Don't you always want to take revenge on Rita Skeeter's report, and haven't you always been curious about how Rita knew these things?"

"But, what does this have to do with beetles?" Hermione looked at the contents of the bottle carefully.

A fat beetle. Hermione had never seen such an abnormally fat beetle. It seemed that crawling was a problem.

However, after a while, Hermione thought of the crux of the problem.

"You mean, this beetle is..."

"Anyway, I'll leave it to you. I think you can vent your anger, just like Ron, shake the bottle." Fan Lin said.

He believed that Hermione could make Rita realize her mistake, but considering the girl's evil nature, it seemed that he still needed his help.

"I should have thought of it earlier, otherwise how could she have bypassed so many magical surveillances." Hermione's tone was trembling with excitement. It was obvious that the girl couldn't hide her happiness after solving this trouble.

"What surveillance?" Harry asked in confusion.

"Rita Skeeter!" Hermione said excitedly, "otherwise, how could she violate Dumbledore's rules? Damn it, I never thought that she was an Animagus. This pattern Exactly like her glasses.”

Hermione's face flushed, "She must be an illegal Animagus. There were only seven Animagus registered with the Ministry of Magic in the 20th century. I didn't expect Rita to have the same animagus as Professor McGonagall." Talent, it seems that this woman is not without merit, this gift is simply great.” (To be continued)