#46 - Chapter 46 Sebastian's Bad Taste
Rita Skeeter sat motionless on the ground.
Her eyes were vacant, staring blankly in the direction Sebastian had left, like a statue.
It wasn't until she heard the sound of Sebastian Apparating that her pupils focused, and she slowly came back to her senses.
Whether it was from fear, anger, or grievance, her lips trembled slightly.
But she didn't say a word, only constantly pressing her hands against her heart.
Sebastian's last words kept flashing through her mind.
"I've planted a special 'seed' in your heart."
A seed?
Could that damned fellow have planted a Fiendfyre seed in her heart?
If she angered him again, would she be burned to ashes from the inside out by Fiendfyre?
How dare he?
A professor, brazenly using Fiendfyre, a notoriously dark magic!
The Aurors from the Ministry of Magic had just left this house, and he was already using this dark magic to control other people's lives!
Thinking of this, Rita Skeeter felt somewhat dejected...
Aurors?
Heh...
That damned fellow certainly wasn't afraid; the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic must have all been bought off by him!
Her reports were absolutely correct; this person was a complete hypocrite.
Everyone had been deceived by him!
Everyone!
Even Dumbledore had been deceived by him!
Otherwise, Dumbledore would never have tolerated such a person becoming a professor at Hogwarts.
Planting Fiendfyre in someone's heart to control their life and death.
This method was even more terrifying than the Dark Lord!
How many people's lives had this damned fellow controlled with this method?
Rita Skeeter felt that she had seen Sebastian's true face, but the price behind it was a little unbearable for her.
She stood up and began frantically smashing everything in sight, venting the anger and fear in her heart.
However, although she was frantic, she always intentionally or unintentionally avoided the sofa the man had sat on, and the table he had used, during the smashing.
It wasn't until Rita Skeeter had nothing left to smash and was exhausted that she dragged her heavy steps towards the table Sebastian had used.
When the angry emotions subsided, inner reason and hatred began to prevail again.
Although she didn't have a wand in her hand now, she decided that even if it cost her life, she would clear this eyesore of a table and sofa out.
After that, she planned to use the connections she had accumulated over many years of work.
To find some powerful wizards to help her remove the 'Fiendfyre seed' from her heart!
Rita Skeeter gnashed her teeth in hatred.
"Sebastian! Once I solve the problem with my heart, I will definitely ruin your reputation!"
Rita Skeeter froze as soon as she walked to the table.
The beetle ice sculpture that had shown no signs of melting had turned into a puddle of water right under her nose.
These waters seemed to be alive, flowing on the tabletop to form two sentences.
【Friendly reminder: I am confident enough that no wizard can detect the 'seed' in your heart!】
【The key question is, do you have enough chances to check?】
Rita Skeeter's hands and feet were ice-cold, and the feeling of fear once again filled her mind.
She felt that Sebastian was still monitoring her with some unknown magic.
As soon as the thought of fighting back arose, he issued a warning.
In a daze, Rita Skeeter felt her heart was a little hot.
She fell to the ground again, clutching her heart, and said again and again in her trembling voice:
"I was wrong!"
"I won't dare anymore!"
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At this time, Sebastian had already eaten dinner at home, and was sprawled on the sofa, happily watching TV.
He wondered if that stupid woman Rita would dare to provoke him again.
Thinking of Rita Skeeter's terrified expression, Sebastian felt as refreshed as if he had just finished drinking an ice-cold cola.
Although this woman was disgusting, he didn't intend to really do anything to her.
It wasn't worth dirtying his hands for a small character.
As for the seed in her heart...
That was just a Lumos Solem spell that Sebastian had modified to glow and heat up.
Calling the Lumos Solem a Fiendfyre seed, that's what you call using a small charm to do big things!
After all, those who have a guilty conscience are always afraid of ghosts knocking on their door.
Based on Rita Skeeter's style, she would definitely believe his statement without a doubt.
With Delores helping him act, coupled with the trigger charm he left on the beetle ice sculpture.
In the future, this woman would definitely walk around him when she saw him.
Sebastian adjusted the cushion behind his back and happily enjoyed the beautiful night.
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The following days were uneventful, and even Halloween, which always had incidents in the original book every year, was very peaceful.
Only during the Halloween dinner, various kinds of candies appeared on the dining tables in the Great Hall, as well as unlimited refills of cola, which made the young wizards cheer for a long time.
After entering December, the weather in England became gloomy, and people on the streets of London also put on thick clothes.
Sebastian had arranged for the house-elves to activate the alchemical devices that were like heating early on, which were all part of the alchemical products donated to Hogwarts at that time.
This made the Hogwarts castle still have a spring-like warmth.
The young wizards wore single clothes, with thin wizard robes on the outside, appearing in the classrooms and the library.
Only on the way to the Herbology greenhouse and when attending Care of Magical Creatures, would they put on thick coats.
Even when watching Quidditch matches, the young spectators had to hold their coats in their hands, otherwise it would be too hot.
After all, when renovating these stands at that time, in addition to protective devices, alchemical devices for insulation and cooling were also not neglected.
The main goal was to allow the audience to relax and enjoy the fun of the game.
At this time, in the castle, young wizards gathered together, discussing the recently concluded Quidditch match in groups of two or three.
"Durmstrang's Krum is so strong, he's only in his third year, and he can already do the super-difficult Wronski Feint!"
"I admit Krum is strong, but Charlie is not bad either!"
"Yeah, when Charlie followed Krum towards the ground, I was worried that he would plunge headfirst into the ground, luckily he discovered the other party's intention in time!"
"That being said, our team members have improved so much, they were pressing the other party the whole time! It's completely different from when we played against the Beauxbatons team!"
"Yeah, but Durmstrang's players are not bad either, even when they were a hundred points behind us, they still fought back tenaciously without any chaos!"
"I agree with this, this game was really exciting, Durmstrang's players played very well, but we were stronger."
"But... Charlie's luck..."
"Who says it isn't, who would have thought that a delivery owl would fly onto the field, almost colliding head-on with Charlie who was flying at full speed. Otherwise, who could have caught the Golden Snitch first would have been uncertain."
"Haha, I want to laugh just thinking about this scene, I always feel that the owl was cursing very harshly when it flew away!"
"We pressed Durmstrang in this game, and in the November game, Durmstrang pressed Beauxbatons, now it seems that as long as there are no unexpected factors, we are the strongest!"
"Anyway, I am very confident in the next game, I believe we can win the next two games in a row to enter the finals."
"The next game is not until next spring, it's still very early, but we will be playing away games next, I'm so envious of the cheerleaders, who can visit those two schools."
"Hehe, I'm a cheerleader, I heard that there are many beauties in Beauxbatons, I will go and make friends with them."
Seeing the topic becoming a bit off, everyone unanimously expressed their contempt for the classmate who had just spoken.
"Ptooey..."
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Sebastian sat in the chair in his office.
A letter lay on his desk.
He took the letter in his hand, and several words were written on the lower right corner of the envelope:
Sender: Mr. White
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