Chapter 143: Margaret's Serious Interview

Nineteen-year-old Margery not only inherited Queenie's outstanding appearance, but was also extremely tall. She was a full head taller than Rolf wearing a pair of high heels.

Margaery dragged the suffocating Rolf, opened the door to the next door, pushed him in, and she followed him in. Then she waved her wand and locked the door with magic from the inside.

Luofu rubbed the sore half of his cheek and found that the room was completely dark. He snapped his fingers and a flame appeared. The light swayed and dispelled the darkness.

This is a small cubicle where brooms are kept. The space is very small. It's okay for one person to enter, but it's a bit crowded for two people to stand there.

"Why did you bring me here?" Luofu asked.

"I am a reporter, and of course I want to conduct an exclusive interview with you." Margery sat elegantly on the only stool, swaying her long white and tender legs, and said with a smile:

"This place is indeed a bit cramped and it is not easy for us to have in-depth communication. If you don't mind, you can sit on my lap."

"I mind!" Luofu sat down on a cardboard box. He listened to the movement outside the door and warned:

"Don't mess around. The soundproofing here is not good. If others hear us, they might think we are doing something."

"Just listen if you hear it. This is a serious interview." Margery giggled, then suddenly her face changed, she protected herself with her hands, and said pitifully:

"Rolf, you're not hinting to me that you want to conduct an inappropriate interview and have hidden rules for me, are you?"

Rolf rolled his eyes wide.

"It's not impossible." Margaery propped up her chin with one hand and looked at Luolf with a foxy face and said:

"Sister, I just taught myself belly dancing recently. Do you want me to perform a performance for you to help you build up your energy before the Triwizard Tournament starts?"

"Don't make trouble." Luofu glared.

"You really don't want to see it?" Margaery had a pitifully hurt expression on her face and complained in an intoxicating soft tone:

"It seems that I dislike my sister's age. She is indeed not as smart as a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl. I will teach Shirley and Hermione later and let them perform for you, right?"

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Luofu couldn't stand Margery's harsh words, so he quickly changed the subject and said:

"Seriously, you probably just offended that woman Rita Skeeter."

Rita wanted to interview Rove several times, but was rejected ruthlessly. She became angry and resentful of Rove.

As for Margaery, as a colleague, she pulled Luo Fei away so easily, she would definitely be hated by Rita as well.

"I've heard of Rita Skeeter, a reporter who mainly spreads rumors, likes to antagonize men and women, and eats bread made of human blood."

Margaery crossed her legs, hooked her high heels lightly with her toes, swayed back and forth, and said indifferently:

"What's wrong with offending her? You just write an article to scold me? I can also write an article to scold her."

"It's not just that." Luo Fu shook his head, "She will dig up dirt on you, snoop on your privacy, and to the extreme, she may even secretly film you and use such dirty methods to threaten you."

"Are you sure she has this ability?" Margaery narrowed her eyes.

"If you are not careful enough, she does have this ability." Luofu said softly:

"Rita Skeeter is actually an illegal Animagus. She can turn into a beetle and lurk secretly on other people. It is difficult to find her without precautions."

"She is an illegal Animagus?" Margaery's eyes lit up instantly, shining in the dim compartment.

"No wonder she can always reveal a lot of information immediately. It turns out that it's this way. It's interesting...it's really interesting!"

She chuckled and said, "Rolph, this old woman has aroused my interest!"

"What do you want?"

"Just play with her."

Margaery stretched out and put her legs together on Luo Fu's knees. Looking from the side, her slender thighs and raised buttocks could be described as extremely graceful and attractive curves.

"I thought it would be boring to go back to England, but I didn't expect to have such a fun guy here."

When Rolf saw Margaery's smile, he observed three seconds of silence for Rita. After all, every time she showed such a smile, nothing good would happen.

But then again, evil people will get their own way, and this can be considered a good thing that benefits the British press.

Luof reached out and held down Margaery's restless feet to prevent her from moving, and then asked:

"Why did you suddenly come to England?"

Margaery had always hated the British weather, so after the Quidditch World Cup, she followed Newt and Tina to the United States. There was no reason to come back just for some bullshit interview.

"What, you don't welcome me?" Margaery narrowed her eyes, "Are you afraid that I would disturb you from hooking up with girls from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons at Hogwarts?"

Luofu didn't answer, but asked directly: "It can't really be related to the Triwizard Tournament, right?"

"Want to know?"

The boy nodded.

Margery did not answer, but pretended to be sad:

"I came here to see you on high heels. After walking all the way, my legs are a little sore. It would be nice if someone could rub my legs and squeeze my feet."

Luofu sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to reach out and help Margaery knead and massage her warm and soft calves.

He had been forced to do this kind of thing by Margaery many times before, so his methods were professional and skillful.

Margery smiled charmingly and said: I came back with my grandfather, and Dumbledore wrote a letter asking him to come to Hogwarts. "

"Dumbledore wrote a letter?" Rolf narrowed his eyes and asked curiously: "Is it to guard against those Death Eaters?"

This matter can be left to the Order of the Phoenix, and Newt doesn't need to do anything, right?

"It's not for the Death Eaters, but for your competition." Margaret said.

"Dumbledore said that there are dozens of warriors this time, and there are not enough magical creatures for the first competition.

Dumbledore wants Grandpa to come and get some magical creatures from his box to help replenish it."

"Not really, right?" Rolf asked curiously: "Even if it takes too long to transport dragons from Romania, there are many dragons in the UK?"

There is a dragon sanctuary in the UK, where Welsh green dragons and Hebrides black dragons live.

Although there may be duplication, it is definitely enough to ensure that one dragon is assigned to each warrior.

And there are not too many dragons in Newt's box, so there is no need for him to help replenish it.

"Who told you that the first project is just a dragon?" Margaret said with a smile:

"Since Grandpa is here, of course the magic creatures prepared are varied.

Tonight at twelve o'clock, I will take you to see the magic creatures you will face... In short, many animals are ones you have never seen before!"

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