Chapter 397: Rita's Report

The alchemy world welcomed its Hermes.

The rumor was spread like this. According to "insiders", this was the biggest news in the Daily Prophet in ten years, brought back by reporter Rita at the risk of her life.

But with her style of always tampering with people's words and being good at adding fuel to the fire, the young wizards didn't quite believe the facts, but were still extremely curious.

This matter spread like wildfire, and some of it was very whimsical—whimsical to the extent that it was like Sean spending several days and still failing to replicate the cleaning broom sent by the twins.

Sean rarely encountered such problems in alchemy; he could only sort out a slight clue.

Rain had increased these past few days, and Sean hadn't researched much, but came to the door of the administrator's office one morning.

The door had a biting doorknob hanging on it. After the young wizards suffered, they didn't wander around the administrator's office door all day.

Mr. Filch came quickly from inside the room. When he pushed open the door, he saw Sean studying the doorknob.

For the few days the broom was taken away, Mr. Filch didn't ask Sean any questions, but just said in a usual tone:

"Green, want some breakfast?"

"Thank you, can I have a bowl of bone soup?"

Sean handed the broom to Mr. Filch, and Mrs. Norris also leaped onto Sean's shoulder as usual.

"The cleaning broom's refinement ability has been improved; it can perfectly solve dirt. But I'm sorry, because I couldn't replicate its functions, I could only reinforce it. By the way, you can try its summoning ability."

Filch held the broom, curious and faintly somewhat afraid.

Sean knew Mr. Filch's attitude toward magic had always been like this. He longed for magic, but when magic truly came into his hands, he was somewhat unaccustomed to it.

So Sean would help.

"Can I go in? Sir?"

Sean asked softly. When Mr. Filch answered in a panic, Sean took away the doorknob at the same time.

Before long, Mr. Filch watched the broom fly from afar into his hand, and his whole back trembled slightly.

The bone soup was delicious. For Mr. Filch, who didn't know gourmet magic, boiling such a pot of soup took a lot of effort.

Sean drank the soup, and with the tools he carried, he easily gave the biting doorknob the ability to recognize the owner of the house.

This way, Mr. Filch didn't need to wear gloves.

He even opened a small door on the door for Mrs. Norris.

The Great Hall was still lively.

A hundred owls flew in from the open windows, bringing everyone the morning mail. Sean instinctively looked up. Many owls were circling above the tables, looking for recipients of letters and packages. Among a large pile of brown and gray, Sean saw a white shadow.

The "White Owl" landed on Sean's shoulder and affectionately rubbed against Sean's face. Sean waved his wand, handing her a plate and some meat chunks and toast.

She also began to eat elegantly.

The "White Owl" was a girl. When Haige told Sean this, Sean's eyes widened. This made the "White Owl" angry for the first time, and for a week she didn't deliver letters to Sean properly, but tried to throw them on Sean's head.

"Look at this—"

Jia Siting took a letter from the owl messenger's foot and suddenly exclaimed in a low voice.

"Daily Prophet: Ten Years of Important Influence".

Everyone leaned their heads over. Jia Siting liked to look at some news in the "Daily Prophet", but there was almost nothing that could make him share it with everyone like this.

"'Hermes Trismegistus' descends on the Udal Alchemy Conference! International Alchemy Conference breaks out with shocking news!

Rita Skeeter—this newspaper's special reporter, trembling with her quill, reports for you: The youngest alchemist in history! Has become the most brilliant alchemy comet of this century!

The author writes very sincerely—alchemists have recognized his immortal status in the alchemy world! It is rumored that the Chocolate Frog Card Committee is also writing a biography for him...

Apologies, the author could not explore his specific identity (but it may be related to Hogwarts). For other reports, please pay attention to the follow-up of the Daily Prophet's ten years of important influence.

(Note: The alchemical creations he created, Dumbledore bought three boxes upon hearing the news.)"

"If it's improved Lemon Sherbet—"

"I think the Headmaster would do that."

The Weasley twins passed by here, holding the Daily Prophet, and said to Sean with exaggerated facial expressions.

At the long table, everyone stopped eating and surrounded the report to look.

"This morning's special edition? I remember Sean also went to some conference..."

Luo En looked at that "Ten Years of Important Influence" and suddenly seemed to think of something.

"Sean—you know, is this true—"

Hemin also raised a question.

Now everyone's gaze focused on Sean again.

Looking at the reporter in the newspaper photo, who was wearing a pair of jewel-encrusted glasses, had her blonde hair styled into exquisite large curls, showing her teeth, and blooming with a smile she obviously thought was charming, Sean shook his head helplessly.

"Not at all."

The news in the wizarding world was already quite exaggerated, especially in the hands of this reporter.

Sean faintly understood the reason she flattered him—one could see it from the bold English words in each line of this news.

"Rita Skeeter", "Very", "Apologies".

Hmm, probably afraid that he would report her illegal Animagus status, especially since a legal Animagus was standing beside him at the time.

"Too exaggerated, and most of it is useless information... except for the description of the youth and Headmaster Dumbledore's buying, which is of unknown truth, 'recognized', 'most brilliant new star', and 'it is said that Chocolate Frog is writing a biography' are all vague..."

Jia Siting analyzed.

His and Sean's answers made the enthusiasm that had been stirred up in everyone disappear a bit.

"Alright, then do you think this is another fake report?"

Hemin curled her lips; she had always felt this reporter's reports were unreliable.

"I think it's too underestimated."

Jia Siting suddenly said.

"Hmm?!"

Hemin didn't react for a moment.

The Great Hall was noisy and shouting non-stop. Rita knew the minds of the young wizards—to make Headmaster Dumbledore buy three boxes, what kind of great alchemical creation must that be?

Not to mention that this wizard was also related to Hogwarts.

They didn't know about other hormones or whatever, but everyone was familiar with Chocolate Frog cards; the characters on them were on par with Headmaster Dumbledore.

So, who would be the youngest alchemist?

Sean thought the rumors ended here. After all, such news without names or surnames, fake and exaggerated, probably wouldn't be believed by many wizards, right?

But while he was eating silently, he saw a pile of Hufflepuffs huddled together again. They seemed to discuss for a while, then excitedly joined up with people from other houses and came toward Sean and the others.

Two chapters at noon. ===== CHAPTER 398 =====