Xenophilius was stunned for another five or six seconds, looked around at his colleagues, and waved impatiently.

"We, The Quibbler, will not publish such outdated news. Unlike the Daily Prophet and Wizards Weekly, which rely on flashy gimmicks to maintain readers, readers who subscribe to The Quibbler have been there for a long time.

We saw this scene years ago. Rather than focusing on who the Ministry of Magic arrested and where certain courses fell behind, we are more focused on the truth that ordinary people cannot see clearly."

The middle-aged wizard glanced around him out of the corner of his eye and saw the upward-looking eyes filled with a familiar and proud look, and subconsciously puffed up his chest.

"Extraordinary wisdom is the most precious wealth of mankind. The Quibbler will never give up his most precious wealth in exchange for gold coins."

Along with Xenophilius's voice, there was a burst of whispers in the staff lounge.

Under the flickering of a few sporadic flashlights, the cheerful smile on Cornelius Fudge's face was in sharp contrast to the cold dead fish face of Barnabas, the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet. He knew that Mr. Lovegood was him.

The savior is indeed different as soon as he opens his mouth.

"Of course, of course, the sales of "The Quibbler" over the past year have made me a little envious."

"This is understandable. After all, after the reorganization of Gringotts, the political donations you received suddenly decreased a lot. But this is also a good thing. At least you will not be like the previous ministers, who had to obey every day after leaving office.

Goblins tend to be wise."

Xenophilius nodded seriously and repeated it again with a serious expression.

"Although many people say that you are a straw bag that has been rare for decades, I know that your layout has always been big."

"Uh. Haha, haha, Mr. Lovegood, you really know how to tell jokes..."

Cornelius Fudge suddenly felt embarrassed, laughed dryly a few times, and quickly changed the subject.

"Let's talk about these things today. As the editor-in-chief of "The Quibbler," what do you think? Today's press conference is held to listen to your opinions and views. I believe you can definitely give some unique ideas.

suggestion."

There is no doubt that Xenophilius Lovegood is an extremely sharp double-edged sword, and he must be guided carefully.

The most correct thing to do now is to keep the topic firmly on today's troubles, and keep pushing the microphone to this man who is immersed in the wonderful world. When the two parties chatted across channels, Cornelius Fudge

I have the opportunity to control the rhythm freely.

"Oh, suggestion? What's so difficult about this? If you are lucky enough to read my article three years ago, you will understand."

Xenophilius waved his hand and said confidently under his daughter's admiring eyes.

"It's too cumbersome and the solid power will attract those 'reflection monsters'. The Ministry of Magic should have cleaned it up long ago!"

"Sorry, what is the 'reflection monster'?"

Cornelius Fudge asked subconsciously, and then he instantly regretted it.

Xenophilius Lovegood raised his fingers excitedly and looked seriously at the reporters who had equally confused expressions.

"That is an evil creature that is very difficult to notice. For example, what happened to Ms. Umbridge today is because she was possessed by the 'Reflection Monster' and was unable to think clearly, so just remove her from her position.

Those 'reflection monsters' have lost their food and will starve to death soon... Isn't this the reason why Professor Dumbledore cannot serve as Minister of Magic? The magic power in his body is too powerful. If he attracts 'reflection monsters', he may even devour them.

Drop the entire Ministry of Magic..."

Following Mr. Lovegood's voice, the faculty lounge suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

The next moment, the flash light came on instantly.

Great!
Chapter completed!