Hogwarts: The Witch Education Handbook

Sean watched all of this unfold from the sidelines.

Rita happily locked the contract in the small safe under her desk.

The password is...9527?

Sean silently memorized the string of numbers.

After Rita left the office, he transformed back into human form and donned an invisibility cloak.

He looked at the safe crammed full of manuscripts and gave a kind smile.

Look, he seems to have discovered something interesting...

......

Two days later.

Hogwarts.

dong dong——

Sean put down his pen and looked at the door that had been knocked on. If he remembered correctly, today was the day he and Rita had agreed to do an exclusive interview.

"Please come in," he said, straightening his collar.

The door slowly opened, and there it was, Rita.

Today, Rita wore a pair of exquisite glasses and a dark blue robe that accentuated her curvaceous figure, making her look both dignified and elegant.

Her golden hair further accentuated her fair and delicate skin, and her demeanor exuded an indescribable composure and confidence.

(The British actress who plays Rita: Miranda Richardson)

Her appearance was completely different from when Sean saw her in the office a couple of days ago; she had clearly dressed up specifically for today's exclusive interview.

Anyone would see this intellectual journalist as someone completely trustworthy.

"Please sit down." Sean smiled and gestured for her to sit in the chair opposite him.

Rita sat down gracefully, adjusted her posture slightly, and looked at Sean: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Phillips."

"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Ms. Skeeter," Sean replied, noticing that Rita was wearing a pearl necklace that shimmered softly in the sunlight.

"Thank you for taking the time to grant me this interview," Rita said sincerely.

Sean smiled slightly. "It's my honor. Ms. Skeeter, please feel free to ask me any questions you may have. I will answer them to the best of my ability."

He emphasized the phrase "speak without reservation".

Rita chuckled softly, then took out her notebook and her dark green quill pen from her pink crossbody bag.

This quill pen is no ordinary pen—it can automatically transcribe Skeeter's ordinary statements into unrealistic, flowery sentences onto paper.

Rita's success today is largely due to her own efforts.

"Let's begin." Rita got straight to the point, her gaze quickly sweeping across the pages before looking up at Sean and asking her first question, "Why did you choose to teach at Hogwarts?"

"For the sake of responsibility, madam."

Without any hesitation, Sean blurted out everything he had wanted to say to Dumbledore during his interview preparations.

"Hogwarts has been a tremendous help and support to me throughout my own growth."

"It provided me with abundant learning resources and countless opportunities, allowing me to constantly challenge myself. Here, I not only learned about magic, but more importantly, I learned how to become a better person."

"Therefore, once I have enough ability and experience, I feel it is my responsibility and obligation to return here, to pass on the knowledge and spirit I learned from Hogwarts, to guide more students, and to help them find their own path."

As he finished speaking, Sean looked at Rita with deep affection, as if he could see, through Rita's reflection in her pupils, the hopeful boy who once stood at the gates of Hogwarts.

Whether Rita believed it or not, he believed it nonetheless.

"Very good, excellent." Rita nodded in satisfaction, a smile of appreciation on her face.

As soon as she finished speaking, the green quill pen began to write with great flourish, its tip gliding nimbly across the parchment.

Seeing the contents of the paper, her smile grew even brighter.

Sean was curious and wanted to peek at the contents of the parchment, but Rita was very alert. When she realized Sean's intention, she moved the paper back slightly and leaned forward, blocking his view with her chest.

Rita's actions troubled Sean somewhat. Even though he was thick-skinned, he was still embarrassed to stare at a woman's private parts in such a situation.

So when he saw that snow-white ravine, he looked away.

Seeing that her strategy had worked, a hint of smugness flashed in Rita's eyes. Then she straightened her back, making her already ample figure even more prominent, resembling a tempting peach under her long robe.

"Next question, Mr. Phillips." After finishing her quill, Rita tore off the first sheet of parchment, which was filled with writing, and stuffed it back into her bag. "What's it like teaching at Hogwarts?"

"Hmm—" Sean opened his mouth, about to speak, but his attention was drawn to the quill pen.

Before he could even speak, the pen was already moving swiftly across the parchment.

This time, Sean saw it.

Where the pen tip glided, it was clearly written:

Beneath Sean Phillips's glamorous exterior lies a wounded heart. He wants to say something to express the bitterness of his year teaching at Hogwarts, but each time he hesitates to speak.

It's too ridiculous.

Although Sean was prepared to make up a story with that pen, reality was clearly more... bizarre than he had imagined.

Yes, he used the word "bizarre".

The content fabricated by this pen was astonishing, even to him, a writer with some achievements in the wizarding world.

So he widened his eyes, pointed at the pen, and seemed about to say something.

"Mr. Phillips, please don't get agitated." Rita had torn the parchment off and put it in her bag at some point, and said in a gentle tone, "Don't worry about it. This pen is bound to develop some problems after being used for a long time. Please continue."