When all four professors arrived at the old house, Vivi did not immediately say what to do. After exchanging a few simple words, they began discussing in the meeting room again.
From the outside, the meeting room seemed lively, with Ravenclaw's head, Professor Flitwick, even standing on the table to speak passionately.
But if you went inside and listened, you would find that Professor Flitwick's passionate speech was about whether to eat macaroni or spaghetti tonight.
"I think macaroni is better than spaghetti." Snape said seriously, spouting nonsense, "If I had to choose, I would choose macaroni..."
"Ha, caught you, didn't I? Old Snot... Snape?" Little Sirius slapped the table, "A single dog like you must be eating this stuff at home every day, no wonder your hair is so greasy, it must be from eating macaroni!"
Snape wasn't angry but instead gave a sarcastic smile.
"No, I'm just single, while you truly are a dog."
Little Sirius was choked by these words and almost lost his breath.
At this moment, Hermione suddenly walked to the door with a bottle, pretending to be casual.
Her movement was swift, like lightning, as she swiftly placed the bottle against the door.
Inside the bottle, a beetle appeared.
"Alright, professors." Hermione shook the bottle, putting the beetle into it, revealing a victorious smile, "I have captured this eavesdropping thief - my guess was indeed correct, she is an illegal Animagus... a beetle, no wonder she could sneak in undetected, truly the most suitable Animagus form for a journalist!"
Vivi appeared beside the bottle with a cold face.
She took the bottle, a cluster of violet flames appearing in her hand.
"Such social leftovers that only wield pens to spread rumors have no value in existence..."
A vortex suddenly formed around the beetle, and then, the bottle burst open, revealing a woman in its place.
She had blond hair and a sturdy chin, wearing a green outfit, looking extremely frightened.
"No, don't burn me!" The woman shouted in terror, "I am still useful — I am still useful!"
"Oh, what use do you have?" Vivi attached the violet flames to her body.
The woman screamed miserably, trying to escape the flames, only to find they clung to her like maggots on the bone.
But the flame was clearly well-controlled, showing no signs of spreading, nor was it actually burning her body, merely roasting her soul.
"I can work for you!" The woman shouted in terror, "Please remove the flame, I beg you, I beg you..."
"Name." Vivi asked nonchalantly.
"Rita, Rita Skeeter." Rita introduced herself frantically, "A reporter for Prophet Daily, forty-two years old..."
"Turns out to be a reporter from Prophet Daily." Vivi crossed her hands, resting them on her legs, appearing very serene.
But what she was doing now was completely at odds with her current demeanor.
"Why fabricate these lies?" Vivi asked softly, "I don't remember us knowing each other, nor do I recall any conflict between us, why do this?"
"To... create a big scoop..." Rita said in pain, "So the newspaper would sell more..."
"So it's like this..." Vivi said, seemingly understanding, "Just because you wanted a big scoop, you twisted the facts, fabricated lies, it seems you need some small punishment..."
With that, Vivi took out a small bag beside her and put Rita into it.
After placing her inside, Vivi looked at the four heads nearby.
She stood up and slightly raised her skirt, giving a curtsey to the heads.
"Thank you, heads, for your help. Without your cooperation, we wouldn't have been able to lure this cunning reporter out."
"It was our duty." The chubby Professor Sprout clearly wasn't fond of the reporter, "You know, she once said bad things about me in the newspaper, but I could never stop her. Now seeing you able to sanction her, I am very happy, and very grateful."
"There were such things?" Vivi asked in surprise, "Would she even slander a dedicated professor like you focused on education, Professor Sprout?"
"She's not just targeting me!" Professor Flitwick also said indignantly, "She even said I'm shorter than two stacked copies of Basic Spells, Merlin's elevator shoes... I really want to use some Evil Curses on her nasty big face."
"I will help you deal with her." Vivi nodded and then looked at Professor McGonagall, "And what about you?"
"She said I'm a bad old lady who only uses Animagus to deceive children!" The anger was evident in Professor McGonagall's eyes.
"I will punish her." Vivi nodded as well, then turned to Professor Snape, "And you? Professor Snape?"
Snape turned his face away, snorted.
"Oh, this I know." Little Sirius raised his hand and said, "Let me tell you, this Rita Skeeter has better eloquence than James and me. She said the grease on Snot Spirit's hair could make a whole table of fish and chips..."
Snape's face darkened, recalling bad memories.
Upon hearing Little Sirius's words, everyone's expressions became peculiar.
Well, this Rita certainly has a sharp tongue...