## Chapter 307: Rita Skeeter's Notes
Rita Skeeter's Quick-Quotes Quill was quite special.
It could automatically transform simple scenes and conversations into a flowery, exaggerated, and unrealistic written account.
Because of this, Wade saw that what Rita had produced wasn't just a few pages of information, but a thick booklet, filled to the brim with the Quill's beautiful and flowing script.
Wade casually flipped to a page and saw written there—
Poor Dar didn't know that, just as he fully expected his mission to be perfectly completed, the companions he considered his brothers were already eager to plunge their knives into his back.
His silhouette appeared lonely and desolate, a salty wind blowing in from the sea—tears he wasn't allowed to shed... In a desperate situation, Dar didn't succumb; he still served as the last line of defense...
This admirable man still hasn't given up... But even if he can escape this betraying ship, the scars in his heart will remain forever, becoming a shadow he can never shake off for the rest of his life... Who else can he trust? He will trust no one anymore...
Wade looked up at Skeeter, who was admiring her own writing, took a deep breath, skipped the superfluous descriptions, and read through the entire thing from beginning to end.
Rita Skeeter had a habit, whether commendable or not—although her articles were always filled with exaggerated descriptions and misleading lies, they were definitely built upon a foundation of truth.
It was like when she wanted to defame Hermione; she wouldn't randomly invent opinions from "a certain classmate," but would instead go interview Parkinson and others who disliked Hermione, and then apply her "Skeeter-esque" embellishments to their words.
Therefore, after Wade extracted the core information, he finally understood what had happened.
Dar, with the thick eyebrows, was the temporary leader. He seemed most loyal to the boss and dedicated to the mission, urging others not to slack off.
However, among the three subordinates he brought aboard this time, two had other ideas.
After a fight with Lars, the freckled driver, Garo, with the mustache, took advantage of the driver being asleep to pull out a pre-hidden phone and send a message.
The Skeeter beetle, perched on the side of the car window, couldn't see the content of the message the man with the mustache was typing. But just by observing his furtive movements before and after, it was clear this guy was up to no good.
Later, the two went to eat, and Thick-Brow Dar and Bushy-Beard Donovan took turns guarding the car.
Bushy-Beard used the excuse of going to the toilet, hid in a corner, and made several phone calls.
This time, the beetle, who had followed him to the toilet, perched above the partition and heard all his phone conversations clearly.
In short, Bushy-Beard treated the captured Alchemist as a rare commodity, selling information to several parties, making a fortune for himself, and then subtly encouraging them to compete.
And he, or the faction the man with the mustache contacted, might be on this ship right now.
"I heard the sound of the massage parlor from his phone, that's why I came to gather information, I wasn't just slacking off," Skeeter explained.
"Then did you find the people they contacted?" Wade asked.
Skeeter shook her head regretfully. "No... It's possible that by the time I came up, that person had already left."
Wade pondered for a moment, then said, "I just saw the Greengrass family..."
"Oh, they came with Umbridge—the Ministry of Magic is funding a trip for everyone; whoever could make it came, there are over a dozen of them!" Skeeter said with a mix of disdain and envy, then bit her fingernail, pondering:
"Right, I can write that down—'Shocking Inside Story of the Tax Black Hole Exposed! How Do Ministry of Magic Officials Devour Government Property? How Many Unknown Secrets Are Involved Behind This?'..."
She put the tip of the Quick-Quotes Quill in her mouth, sucking on it with relish for a while, and then the peacock-green Quill suddenly shot up, quickly leaving lines of text on the parchment, filling more than half a page in no time.
Wade checked the time and, seeing it was almost right, took a swig of Polyjuice Potion, then asked,
"At the truck, is it still just Thick-Brow and Bushy-Beard?"
The Quill suddenly stopped, standing upright on the parchment, as if on standby.
"Mm, yes," Skeeter said.
"I'll go to the truck. You find the other two. If convenient, see who else is paying attention to the lower-level parking lot—be careful."
"Alright."
Skeeter waved her hand, watching the middle-aged Wizard, who appeared to be in his thirties or forties, leave.
The Quill began to slide quietly—
Wade Gray is a terrifying young man, possessing acting skills beyond his years. When he decides to disguise himself, no one can see through him...
Of course, physical resemblance is nothing; anyone who can buy Polyjuice Potion can easily become anyone. But when Wade Gray transforms, no one can guess that within that body hides a thirteen-year-old soul...
This writer personally witnessed this transformation, seeing that when he "became" an adult, his eyes naturally held an understanding and insight into life, wisdom that only time can bestow.
This writer couldn't help but feel curious and tremble—is Wade Gray, so skilled at impersonating others, really just a simple student? How many times has he taken on the appearance of others and performed unimaginable acts?
This writer has decided to go deep undercover, to observe the dark side of a genius boy praised by the public, to listen to the facts obscured by certain "great saviors"... This writer knows the danger and hardship involved, but to reveal the truth, I have decided to embark on this challenging path...
"*Snap!*"
The notebook was closed and then tucked into the deepest part of her handbag.
Rita Skeeter looked at her reflection in the mirror, lovingly touched the sparkling gemstone ring on her finger, and set off to find the people Wade was looking for.
To uncover secrets, one must first gain trust.
This time, Rita Skeeter's target for an interview was different from those muddled individuals who could be taken down with a cup of tea spiked with Veritaserum, but she felt even more invigorated.
I am a patient hunter! the woman thought triumphantly.
...
Not long after the wizard Werner stepped out of the elevator, his figure gradually faded from view.
Thankfully, there was far less surveillance on this ship than Wade had imagined.
But the further down he went, the heavier his heart became.
The lower decks of the ship housed crew quarters, cargo holds, parking areas, and utility spaces like power distribution, HVAC, and maintenance.
Normally, tourists would only move about on the upper decks. The further down one went, the fewer people there would be, or only ship employees would be in that area.
However, as Wade descended, he saw quite a few tourists dressed in various outfits. It was even starting to feel a bit crowded.
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