Drinking Challenge

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"What do you want, money? State your price. How many galleons will it take to make you forget about it?" Rita Skeeter asked.

She no longer had the heart to discover how Ethan knew about her secret; now, stopping Ethan's mouth was the most important thing.

"It's not about money, Miss Skeeter." Ethan put his foot on Rita Skeeter's coffee table and said in a leisurely tone.

Rita Skeeter's face became gloomy. She wanted to use the money to settle the matter, but Ethan didn't even like it, so it is evident that he had other plans.

"So, what do you want? Mr. Ethan?" Rita Skeeter asked with a sullen face.

"Miss Rita Skeeter, I read the book you wrote, Armando Dippet: Master or Idiot?, and I found that you seem to be able to turn right and wrong." Ethan to Rita Skeeter.

Rita Skeeter clenched her fists, her long red nails piercing deeply into her palm, but she didn't relax as if she couldn't feel the pain.

She hates others' rash comments on her books. If it weren't for Ethan holding her hand, she would have good reasoning with him.

"Mr. Ethan, what are you trying to say?" Rita Skeeter said through gritted teeth.

"I don't want to see you write about me, Miss Tonks, or anyone at Hogwarts anywhere."

Ethan sat up straight, staring at Rita Skeeter with serious eyes.

"You have no right to interfere with my creative freedom!" Rita Skeeter stood up angrily, obviously interfering with her creative freedom, which was more severe than asking her for money.

"I can take you to the Ministry of Magic now! When you enter Azkaban, you will have more than enough personal freedom to write articles for your roommates in your cell!"

Ethan patted the table and threatened viciously.

Ethan's words drained the courage Rita Skeeter had just mustered up instantly. Ethan completely grasped Rita Skeeter's weakness, leaving her no room to resist.

"So you just told me to stop those reports? I can do it." Rita Skeeter took a deep breath and decided to compromise.

"Of course, there are times when I need you to report something, and you have to publish it verbatim according to my request," Eason said.

"You want to control me as your mouthpiece?" Rita Skeeter said sharply, "I won't do that!"

Rita Skeeter's words made Ethan completely impatient. With a flick of his wrist, the wand bounced from his sleeve into his hand.

"This is not a request! This is an order! Remember, I can send you to Azkaban at any time!" Ethan viciously pressed the tip of his wand against Rita Skeeter's neck.

The stinging pain in her neck made Rita Skeeter take two steps back in fear. She had never been treated so rudely by others before.

"Okay! Okay! I will do as you ask!" Rita Skeeter said in fear that she was afraid that Ethan would kill herself at any time with Avada.

"That's good; I think we can work together happily." Ethan put away his wand and returned to his regular expression.

Rita Skeeter covered her neck and coughed violently twice to ease the discomfort. Just now, Ethan's fierce appearance was still vivid in her mind. She just thought that Ethan would kill herself.

"Then, I hope we can cooperate happily," Ethan said with a smile.

"I think that'll be all for today."

After speaking, Ethan quickly left her house without waiting for Rita Skeeter's reaction. After all, even her decorating taste is annoying.

After Ethan left, Rita Skeeter sat on the sofa for a while without saying a word, leaving only her chest heaving violently.

Suddenly, she screamed and threw a vase she usually loved against the wall to vent her anger. The vase was instantly smashed to pieces.

Having settled the matter of Rita Skeeter, Ethan quickly walked down Diagon Alley. He deliberately did not ask for money from Rita Skeeter.

Rita Skeeter is a very cunning person, and he doesn't want to leave any clues to Rita Skeeter.

After dealing with this matter, Ethan returned to the Leaky Cauldron.

As the evening approached, the number of people in the Broken Cauldron Bar gradually increased, and the wizards who had been busy all day chose to come to the bar to relax their spirits.

They sat at the table in twos and threes, chatting and drinking wine to relieve their fatigue from working all day.

Ethan chose an empty seat and sat down. He greeted Tom, and it didn't take long for Tom to enthusiastically bring a large plate over.

There is a roast chicken, two large lamb ribs, many roast potatoes, other side dishes, and a glass of cold white beer.

Ethan, who had been busy all day, was already feeling hungry, so he couldn't wait to start eating.

Fasting on his food, Ethan soon noticed a peculiar scene in the price list hanging on the bar.

Other food and wine are well-behaved, written in order on a blackboard.

The only thing that stood out was the Gump's Aged Wine; there was even ample space for it under the blackboard.

Ethan asked Tom curiously what this Gump's Aged Wine was.

Hearing Ethan's question, Tom showed a wicked smile and even the wizards who sat around Ethan and heard Ethan's question laughed.

"Gump's Aged Wine is the most famous wine here!" Tom said with a smile.

"Anyone who can finish it will get 100 Galleons! It would be best if you tried it, boy!" laughed an old wizard with a gray beard.

"Any story behind it?" Ethan asked curiously.

"This wine is named in honor of the first Minister for Magic, Urik Gump," Tom explained the story of the wine to Ethan.

"Because of him, this pub has continued to exist, and it was established in the fifteenth century when there were no secrecy laws," Tom recalls.

"But when the secrecy law was promulgated, the Ministry of Magic almost ordered this bar to close because it was too close to the Muggle world, but at that time, Urik Gump insisted on keeping the bar." Tom's mouth showed a smile.

"Urik Gump said the pub could survive as long as it covered its presence from Muggles and asked all customers to behave in good order, so the pub owner at the time created the drink to thank him."

"To Urik Gump!" shouted a young wizard, raising the glass.

"To Urik Gump!" All the wizards in the bar, including Ethan, wear their glasses to pay their respects to the dead minister.

"I'd like to challenge Gump's Aged Wine," Ethan said to Tom.

"What?" Tom couldn't seem to believe his ears.

"I said I want to challenge Gump's Aged Wine," Ethan said seriously.

"Looks like another warrior has appeared!" Tom yelled! "This gentleman will challenge him to finish a pint of Gump's Aged Wine!"

The bar was instantly filled with the excited roars of the wizards, and the dust from the shaking roof fell.