Chapter 809:
"Oh, please don't land like Christmas Eve this time..." Bruno complained: "I really don't know why there is a blizzard cloud over the Mediterranean, **** it... They think this is the North Pole. ??"
"Blizzard clouds??" Rita keenly felt the difference. The Mediterranean climate is known as the most livable climate. It can be said that the temperature is not lower than 20 degrees throughout the year...
In such climatic conditions, it is impossible to form blizzard clouds...
If blizzard clouds do form, then there is only one answer, and that is the magic of wizards.
"Excuse me - was there a blizzard in Montpellier on Christmas Eve??" As soon as Rita spoke, she made Bruno happy. Knowing that this beautiful girl was so interested in the unusual weather, he had already said this thing...
"Of course, my family has a farm not far from Montpellier... Usually I grow some roses and tulips and other flowers!" Bruno really wanted to explain his eight generations of ancestors aside, "You know, Christmas Eve is the It was the peak season for roses and tulips, and I went to London with my goods a few days in advance... But I didn't want to miss Christmas Eve to be with my family, so I took a plane and wanted to be back on that day..."
Bruno said, took a gulp of water, and continued: "But **** that day, the crew on the plane actually told us that there was a large blizzard cloud in Montpellier, so we couldn't land... Finally I had to be in Cannes. Landing at the airport...so I totally missed my wish to spend Christmas Eve dinner with my family..."
"Everything is forgotten..." Rita, who had completely got the news she wanted, quietly took out her wand and secretly used an oblivion spell on the chattering French man... She couldn't stand this guy anymore. .
Watching the chatter passed out from sleep... Rita fell into deep thought.
Of course she knew where Beauxbatons College was - it was more than 100 kilometers away from Montpellier, how could magic be able to cover such a large area? ?
If someone is using magic in Montpellier, it's not impossible... but what is their intention? Are they not afraid of an investigation by the French Ministry of Magic?
With such doubts, Rita Skeeter got off the plane... As for the chattering man who was cast on the oblivion spell? She doesn't care...
Originally thought that after arriving in Montpellier, it would be much more convenient to go to Beauxbatons... As a result, Rita Skeeter found that she was wrong, and it was very wrong...
It's just over a hundred kilometers away in the Pyrenees, but no French taxi driver wants to go there...why? Because it's too far...because when I got there, I couldn't get off work in time when I came back...because...
It's just because I'm lazy...
This is also a precedent. You must know that the French postal system only works two days a week, and from Saturday to Sunday, all shops in France will be closed...
Because it was a statutory holiday...even people were fined by the city hall for continuing to open on Saturdays and Sundays...this is really a good country for pensions.
In the end, Rita Skeeter finally managed to use francs to clear the way, and finally found a guy who was willing to take her to the Pyrenees...and that guy didn't look pure French because—he had A dark skin...
After another two hours of rap bombing by black buddies, Rita finally reached her destination... A canyon tunnel road in the Pyrenees Mountains...
She resisted the desire to throw an unforgivable curse from this black buddy, took out a stack of francs that had been prepared and threw it on his face, and then without hesitation went to the tunnel entrance with a hanging [falling stone danger] The cement wall of the warning sign goes...
The black guy who was driving was happily counting the money... When he was about to say goodbye to his passenger, he found that the female passenger who got off the bus just now had disappeared...
"Damn...Damn..." The black buddy looked back and forth, and found that there was only one car in the entire tunnel entrance, and there was no one in front of and behind...
At this moment, he remembered all kinds of strange legends. The more he thought about it, the more terrifying he became. He stepped on the gas pedal, turned around and ran...
And this time-
Rita Skeeter had already carried her small package and walked to the straight road leading to Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She saw the endless grassland, the mountains in the distance, and the dazzling huge ice sculpture...
"This is so beautiful... What kind of magic can make this ice sculpture come out??" Rita Skeeter habitually took out her magic camera from her bag and looked at this beautiful Ice sculptures, desperately taking pictures...
She didn't realize that this ice sculpture was real... Because Zhou Ye's beauty and the beauty of the two women were so amazing... She had already regarded this ice sculpture as another one of Beauxbatons College's Artwork too.
After all - Beauxbatons College has always been known for its beauty, and there is nothing abnormal about another beautiful ice sculpture...
Chapter 1148
"In any case, Ms. Maxim, thank you for your support to our [Daily Prophet]. I will try my best to report this Triwizard Tournament fairly and impartially!" Rita Skeeter stood at the door of the principal's office. Thank you to Ms. Maxim who sent it out.
"Haha... It's an honor for our school to hold this Triwizard Tournament!" Ms. Maxime nodded with a smile, she understood the hidden meaning in Rita Skeeter's words, "I still have something to do, I won't be with you any more, Miss Skeeter!"
"No, no need at all...I'll just do it myself!" Rita Skeeter smiled brightly, nodded to Ms. Maxime, then turned and left the room...
As the first stop to enter Beauxbatons College, of course, she must first obtain the permission of the authorities here. Of course, it is not that Ms. Maxime does not allow her to interview, she will not interview...
It’s better to try not to make unannounced visits if you can make an open visit... It’s easy to offend people without telling them, and it’s easy to be caught as a suspicious person...
Fortunately, the headmaster of Beauxbatons is still very talkative, at least giving her the right to interview at will in the school, of course... The opinions of the parties need to be consulted... For this, Ms. Maxim has made it clear I told her that the school would not help her convince the client...
Although there are some flaws, for Rita, it is already very good...
Carrying her small bag, Rita Skeeter walked towards the academy... She first had to figure out what happened to the blizzard a few days ago, and then the first game of the Triwizard Tournament...
So - in the entire Beauxbatons College, there is a rumor that there is a beautiful and intellectual big sister wearing glasses, interviewing students everywhere...
Time goes by day by day...
"Honey...that guy wrote it again!"
It's lunch time. The restaurant, which should have been lively, was silent. Many students trembled and quickly took the food in front of them into their mouths, then turned their faces and ran out of the restaurant as if they were running away...
At this moment, Jessica Fafnir had an angry look on her face, holding a copy of the Daily Prophet in her hand. On the front page of the daily newspaper, there was a magic photo, and the person in that photo was none other than someone else. , it was Jessica Fafnir...
In the photo, Fafna is transforming into a half-dragon state, her red hair fluttering in the wind like flames, and her delicate little face is full of murderous aura... She looks like a witch of the world...
And the caption above the photo is even more terrifying-[The Fafnir family's noble daughter was angered by her attempt to lure Hogwarts members to manipulate the Triwizard Tournament! 】
"I told you not to accept her interview..." Zhou Ye smiled bitterly to comfort his woman.
"Ah, ah ----" Jessia's hemovi is inverted, the apricot eyes are round - "I must kill this stinky woman ... this time no one will stop me ..."
For her good sister's anger, Sarah knew why, but - she really couldn't say anything, because her man said not to be interviewed by that reporter, but Fafnir still accepted... "No Listen to Ye's words, Jessica, do you regret it now??"
"I, I..." Speaking of this, Jessica felt aggrieved.
Speaking of which, Jessica was extremely depressed about what happened when the woman named Rita Skeeter came to interview... It was three days ago, also in the restaurant...
"Hello, are you the players from each school participating in the Triwizard Tournament this time?"
Zhou Ye was bringing his three women to lunch in the restaurant, but an intellectual beauty with glasses and curly blond hair stood in front of them and asked in a positive tone.
"That's right..." Zhou Ye nodded and glanced curiously at the woman across from him, what should he say? This girl looks familiar, but he can't remember who it is...
But it doesn't matter, because she will report her family.
"Hello, I'm a reporter from the Daily Prophet, Rita Skeeter!" Rita grew up so big and saw such a handsome boy for the first time, she felt her heart pounding out of her throat Her eyes popped out, but fortunately, her professionalism allowed her to barely suppress the throbbing in her heart and introduce herself with a normal face. "Excuse me, do you have time now? Can I interview you for a few questions?"
"No one told you that it is very impolite to disturb others while eating?" With the double sense of smell of women and dragons, Jessica instantly felt that this woman had some kind of intention for her man... What to say? Just like those Zhou Ye admirers, the men who wanted to take them away...
For this kind of thing, Jessica, who has a territorial concept, is absolutely not allowed... She unceremoniously rejected Rita's interview request...
And Sarah and Clara sat on the sidelines, doing whatever they had to do...
For things like this, Jessica is usually the one who shoots. Who told her to have a higher force value? And... to a certain extent, this girl's deterrent power is much stronger than the two of them...
"Oh? May I ask who you are??" Of course Rita was very angry that her words were interrupted, but she didn't break out on the spot... She still has this bit of shrewdness, no matter what, she is older than the students here Five or six years old...
"I'm Jessica... Jessica from the Fafna family, a contestant at Durmstrang Academy, Zhou Ye's betrothal..." Jessica unceremoniously revealed her identity... …
