Witcher at Hogwarts

"What do you want, money? Tell me a price. How many gold galleons will make you forget about this?" Rita Skeeter asked.

She no longer had the intention to find out how Ethan knew such a secret of hers, and blocking Ethan's mouth was the most important thing now.

"It's not about money, Miss Skeeter." Ethan put his feet up on Rita Skeeter's coffee table and said in a leisurely tone.

Rita Skeeter's face turned gloomy. She originally wanted to settle the matter with gold galleons, but Ethan didn't even want gold galleons. It was obvious that he had other agendas.

"So, what do you want? Mr. Ethan?" Rita Skeeter asked with a stern face.

"Miss Rita Skeeter, I read the book you wrote - "Armando Dippet: Master or Idiot?", and I found that you seem to have the ability to confuse right and wrong." Ethan Said to Rita Skeeter.

Rita Skeeter clenched her fists, and her long red nails dug deeply into her palms, but she did not relax at all as if she could not feel the pain.

She really hates other people's unreasonable comments on her books. If Ethan hadn't been holding her hand now, she would definitely have a good argument with Ethan.

"Mr. Ethan, what exactly do you want to say?" Rita Skeeter said through gritted teeth.

"I don't want to see you writing anywhere about me, Miss Tonks, or anyone else at Hogwarts."

Ethan sat up straight and stared at Rita Skeeter with serious eyes.

"You have no right to interfere with my creative freedom!" Rita Skeeter stood up angrily. It was obvious that interfering with her creative freedom was much more serious than asking her for money.

"I can take you to the Ministry of Magic now! When you enter Azkaban, you will no longer have personal freedom. Then you can write articles for your roommates in the cell!"

Ethan slapped the table and threatened fiercely.

Ethan's words drained away the courage Rita Skeeter had just mustered up in an instant. Ethan completely grasped Rita Skeeter's weakness, leaving her with no room to resist.

"So you just want me to stop those reports? I can do it." Rita Skeeter took a deep breath and decided to compromise.

"Of course, sometimes I need you to report something, and you have to publish it verbatim according to my requirements." Ethan said.

"You want to control me to be your mouthpiece?" Rita Skeeter said sharply, "I won't do that!"

Rita Skeeter's words made Ethan completely lose his patience. With a flick of his wrist, the wand popped from his sleeve into his hand.

"This is not a request! This is an order! Remember, I can send you to Azkaban at any time!" Ethan fiercely pressed the tip of the wand against Rita Skeeter's neck.

The stinging pain on her neck made Rita Skeeter take two steps back in fear. She had never been treated so roughly by others before.

"Okay! Okay! I will do as you ask!" Rita Skeeter said fearfully, she was afraid that Ethan would kill her with Avada Kedavra at any time.

"That's good, I think the two of us can work together happily." Ethan put away his wand and returned to his usual calm expression.

Rita Skeeter covered her neck and coughed violently twice to relieve the discomfort. Ethan's ferocious look just now was still vivid in her mind. Just now, she thought Ethan would really kill her.

"Then, I hope we can cooperate happily." Ethan said with a smile.

"I think we'll stop here today." After saying that, Ethan quickly left Rita Skeeter's house without waiting for her reaction. After all, Rita Skeeter's decoration taste was really annoying.

After Ethan left, Rita Skeeter sat on the sofa without saying a word for a long time, leaving only the intense rise and fall of her chest.

Suddenly she screamed and threw her favorite vase against the wall to vent her anger. The vase was instantly broken into pieces.

After solving Rita Skeeter's matter, Ethan walked relaxedly in Diagon Alley. He deliberately did not ask for Rita Skeeter's money.

Rita Skeeter is a very cunning person, and he does not want to leave any clues to Rita Skeeter.

After dealing with this matter, Ethan returned to the Leaky Cauldron.

As the time gradually reached the evening, the number of people in the Leaky Cauldron gradually became more and more popular. The wizards who had a busy day all chose to come to the bar to relax their spirits.

They sat around the table chatting in twos and threes, drinking wine to relieve their fatigue from a day's work.

Ethan chose an empty seat and sat down, saying hello to Tom. Not long after, Tom enthusiastically brought a big plate.

There was a roast chicken, two large lamb ribs, a lot of baked potatoes and other side dishes, and a glass of cold, steaming beer.

Ethan, who had been busy all day, was already feeling hungry, so he couldn't wait to start feasting.

Ethan, who was enjoying his meal, soon noticed something special about the price list hanging on the bar.

Other food and wine were written in order on a blackboard.

Only one thing called Gamp Aged Social Wine occupies a blackboard, and there is even a large area under the blackboard.

Ethan curiously asked Tom what this Gamp social wine was.

Hearing Ethan's question, Tom showed a wicked smile, and even the wizards sitting around Ethan laughed when they heard Ethan's question.

"Gamp's Social Wine is the most famous wine here!" Tom said with a smile.

"As long as anyone can drink it, they will get a bonus of 100 Galleons! Boy, you really should give it a try!" An old wizard with a gray beard laughed.

"Why is there such a rule?" Ethan asked curiously.

"This wine is named in honor of the first Minister of Magic, Ulric Gamp," Tom explained the story of this wine to Ethan.

“It’s because of him that this pub continues to exist, it was founded in the 15th century, when there were no laws of secrecy,” Tom recalls.

"But after the Secrecy Act was promulgated, this bar was almost ordered to be closed by the Ministry of Magic because it was too close to the Muggle world. However, at that time, Ulric Gamp insisted on keeping this bar." The corner of Tom's mouth showed. smiled.

"Uric Gamp said that the pub could continue to exist as long as it concealed its existence from Muggles and asked all patrons to behave themselves, so the owner of the pub at the time created the drink. Thanks to Yurik Gamp.”

"Here's to Ulric Gamp!" a young wizard shouted, raising the wine glass in his hand.

"To Ulric Gamp!" All the wizards in the bar, including Ethan, raised their glasses to pay respect to Ulric Gamp.

“I’d like to challenge the Gamp Courtyard Wine,” Ethan said to Tom.

"What?" Tom seemed unable to believe his ears.

"I said, I want to challenge the Gamp social wine." Ethan said seriously.

"It seems that another warrior has appeared!" Tom shouted! "This gentleman is going to challenge himself to finish a pint of Gamp Courthouse!"

The bar was instantly filled with the excited roars of the wizards, causing the dust on the roof to fall.