Hogwarts: From Little Wizard to White Lord

Vaughn laughed. "What pure-blood family doesn't hate Weasley? It doesn't matter. Just write it as we agreed!"

Next, Vaughan gave her some instructions.

For example, you can fabricate his bias against Muggles, but don't involve his family or friends. You can also report his views on some of the backward systems in the wizarding world, and these are his true thoughts, so Rita can use more intense words.

Vaughan deliberately sought to portray himself as radical and pro-Muggle.

Finally, he instructed Rita, "But you must pay attention. The recent reports must focus on the disposal of the Wolfsbane Potion. You must write about the plight of werewolves and what problems will arise if the Wolfsbane Potion is handed over to the Ministry of Magic."

Hearing this, Rita's gloomy spirit perked up.

She was smart and immediately understood what Vaughn meant.

"You suspect the Ministry of Magic will use Wolfsbane Potion?"

Vaughan didn't answer.

But Rita's excellent storytelling ability allowed her to conceive a political drama in a flash, which made her hands tremble with excitement.

However, she hesitated again, a cunning look flashing across her heavily made-up face. "But if I target the Ministry of Magic, I'm afraid my manuscript will have a hard time passing the censorship of the Daily Prophet. You should know that the number one financial backer behind the newspaper is the Ministry of Magic."

Vaughn said calmly: "It will pass!"

Rita acted as if she was surprised and delighted.

She knew that Vaughn had the support of a powerful figure behind him, and her words just now were just a test. Now that she saw Vaughn so calm, she inexplicably felt much more at ease.

She had already witnessed Vaughn's intelligence, skills, and strength. Considering how he had discovered her Animagus identity and his influence on the Daily Prophet...

If her surrender before was forced, now she was somewhat moved!

If you are submitting and hugging someone’s thigh, the thicker the thigh, the better.

The two chatted for a while until the agreed interview time was over, and then Rita Skeeter said goodbye and left.

After sending her out of the Slytherin common room, Vaughn returned to the dormitory, picked up the glass jar used to hold Rita last night, and laughed.

what is this?

An unexpected surprise?

In fact, he hadn't initially thought of forcing Rita Skeeter.

As long as the other party follows the interview process honestly and doesn't make up nonsense, he won't bother to pay attention to her.

But dear Ms. Skeeter is arrogant and always wants to cause trouble, so he deliberately said yesterday that he knew her secret.

If Rita had been alert enough, or not so vengeful, and had not turned into a beetle to spy on his privacy, Vaughan would still not have done anything to her - he couldn't attack Rita at Hogwarts just because she spread rumors, as that would destroy the relationship he had worked so hard to build with Dumbledore.

However, since the other party bumped into him himself, you can't blame him.

"Actually, this woman does have some good qualities. She knows the times, knows when to advance and when to retreat, and is quite ruthless, both towards others and herself. Not everyone can accept reality so quickly, and not everyone can learn Animagus..."

Animagus is the most advanced technique of Transfiguration.

It involves a fundamental change in the human body; in other words, once a wizard transforms into his animagus form, he becomes indistinguishable from the animal that corresponds to that form, both inside and out.

Vaughn studied Rita carefully last night and found that in her beetle form, her body structure was exactly the same as that of a beetle, and even the magic power belonging to the wizard had disappeared.

The only thing that remains may be the soul as a human being.

Corresponding to its magical effects, the training conditions for Animagus are very harsh. First, one must hold a mandrake leaf in the mouth for a month, and it must be from a full moon to the next full moon.

During this period, the leaves of the mandrake must not be damaged in any way. If the moon does not appear at the next full moon due to weather or other reasons, you have to start over.

If the moon appears, the next step is to expose the leaf to moonlight and then place it in a crystal bottle filled with saliva, adding hair, dew from places that have not been exposed to sunlight or contact with humans, and the pupa of the ghost-faced hawk moth.

Next, bury the crystal bottle, let time and mysterious rituals transform it into a "magic potion," and wait until the storm arrives...

The entire practice process involves four disciplines: transfiguration, spells, potions, and occult rituals. It also requires luck—who knows what the weather will be like under the next full moon, or how long it will take before a storm occurs.

As far as Vaughn knew, there were very few Animagus in the wizarding world at present, because the harsh conditions eliminated most of them.

Throwing away the glass jar, Vaughan thought:

"I wonder if I can rely on the system to add points and directly let me learn Animagus?"

"It's okay even if it doesn't work. I doubt there's a simplified method for this thing. Otherwise, it's ridiculous that James, Sirius, and Peter all became Animagus just to spend a full moon night with Remus Lupin..."

In fact, Vaughn had no need for Animagus. Even if he had mastered it, he would not use it. Because of the change in the nature of the body, when a wizard transforms into Animagus, it means that he gives up his ability to cast spells during the transformation.

This seemed very insecure to Vaughan.

Unless one day he understands the essence of magic or magical power and can transform himself into a magical creature.

There's one more chapter during the day!

Chapter 71 Followers and Lupin

In the afternoon, Fudge contacted Vaughn again.

At Vaughn's request, the two men met in Hogsmeade.

Vaughn had never been to this wizarding town closest to Hogwarts. Only students in the third grade and above in the school, with their parents' signatures, could come here to play every weekend.

The snow still didn't stop after Christmas.

The entire Hogsmeade was shrouded in drifting snowflakes, with a cold wind blowing and almost no human traces to be seen.

The occasional wizards who came to visit would mostly stay in the Hog's Head Inn or the Three Broomsticks. It was the Three Broomsticks that Fudge took Vaughn to.

Perhaps because Vaughan was young and Dumbledore was not watching closely, Fudge seemed very relaxed. When he saw the beautiful and mature proprietress of the Three Broomsticks, he even flirted with her.

If this happened a few years later, Ron would definitely fight Fudge to the death.

Madam Rosmerta led the two of them to a private room. Fudge took off his cloak and said,

"Dear Rosmerta, please bring me a pitcher of Butterbeer and some drinks and snacks for the child. We have something to discuss. Please make sure no one disturbs us, okay?"

"Okay, Mr. Minister."

Madam Rosmerta agreed, glancing at Vaughan curiously.

While Fudge wasn't paying attention, Vaughan winked at her, which made the lady stunned for a moment. After she went out, she was still peeking.

Fudge gently pushed Vaughan into the chair. He then sat opposite him, crossed his arms, and asked gently, "Son, have you thought it through?"

"Well, I agree to hand over the formula and ownership of the Wolfsbane Potion to the Ministry of Magic!"

Vaughn nodded, "But I have a request."

"Please, child."

Fudge showed a look of joy. He needed Vaughn, the inventor of the potion, to stand up for him. As long as Vaughn agreed and the request was not excessive, he could meet it.

"I'd like to know if the location where the Merlin Order will be honoring me in two days can be changed?"

"Hmm?" Fudge was stunned for a moment, but still answered:

"Of course. There's no fixed location for investiture ceremonies. Where would you like it to be held? Hogwarts?"

Vaughn shook his head: "I want to put it in Diagon Alley!"

Fudge didn't quite understand: "Why?"

"You know about Muggle press conferences, right? I want all werewolves to get the potion. Now that I've decided to hand over the full power to the Ministry of Magic and you, I thought it would be better to announce the news at my investiture ceremony. Invite more people and more media, and turn it into a press conference to let everyone know. After all, the Wizengamot Court is a solemn place and may not be suitable for such things."

Vaughan finished his thoughts in one breath, just as Ms. Rosmerta came in with drinks and snacks.

Vaughn picked up the drink and took a sip, then raised his glass to Rosmerta. Rosmerta touched her face with a strange expression on her face - she was actually teased by a child today!

Fudge was still thinking, and he certainly wasn't beginning to doubt Vaughn's intentions.

From the very beginning, he didn't regard this child as an opponent.

He was thinking about the "press conference" model. If, as Vaughn envisioned, more people and media were invited to participate, wouldn't the impact of this event be even greater? Perhaps it would even spread internationally?

By then, the inventor of the Wolfsbane Potion will clearly support the Ministry of Magic in promoting the "Werewolf Registration Act" and authorize the Ministry of Magic to have the sole control over the Wolfsbane Potion...

Fudge's breathing suddenly became rapid.

He seemed to see himself surrounded by spotlights, seemed to see the surging public opinion pushing his reputation to the peak, and seemed to see those competitors who coveted the throne beneath him retreating in panic before his halo!

"No, this needs to be carefully planned..."

In just a moment, Fudge, sensing an opportunity, could no longer sit still. However, he remained patient and gently said to Vaughan, "Son, I can't answer you for now. I still need to go back and discuss this with the Ministry. But don't worry, I will do my best to help you!"

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Vaughn was busy drinking his drink. A moment later, Madam Rosmerta came in again and said with a smile, "Little boy, the Minister asked me to look after you. Would you like another drink? Or should I go to Honeydukes and buy you some candy?"

Vaughn rested his chin on his hand, looked at her beautiful mature face, and smiled: "Ma'am, please don't bother, just look into my eyes."

"Varied……"

As Vaughn quietly waved his wand and muttered a spell, a glimmer flashed in his eyes, and Ms. Rosmerta's smile suddenly froze. After a moment, she stood up expressionlessly and listened to Vaughn's instructions in his ear:

"Now, don't show any signs of anything unusual. Open the back door and bring the person waiting outside to me."

"……Yes!"

Memory magic, what a scary thing.

Just Legilimency alone is enough to manipulate people's memories at will. No wonder Dumbledore was unwilling to teach it before.

With a slight sigh, Vaughn took out a piece of parchment and wrote on it with his wand:

"Wait until the back door of the Three Broomsticks opens and follow her."

Soon, the other side replied: "Yes, sir!"

Then, he put away the parchment, took out a notebook and silently flipped through it. It contained the next development plan for the wolfsbane potion.

Through previous tests, Vaughn discovered that once the werewolf virus infects someone, it is difficult to kill them completely, and the curse power contained in it may involve the soul realm.

Anything involving the soul is troublesome, so in the next stage, Vaughn will not pursue a complete cure for werewolves, but will try to weaken the infectiousness of the werewolf virus, and preferably solve the problem of werewolves transforming on full moon nights.

Their situation can only be improved if the werewolves cannot transform even on full moon nights.

As I was thinking, there was a noise on the stairs.

Vaughn silently counted the footsteps. Besides Ms. Rosmerta, there were four more people.

He put down his notebook and soon stopped at the door. Rosmerta pushed the door open and quietly stepped aside. Four ragged men walked in.

The first two were excited when they saw Vaughn, and Vaughn smiled and greeted them: "William, little Banar, my friends, you did a great job!"