C.13

"Journalists should record truth, not fiction."

Rita Skeeter, who was sitting on a sofa chair in her exclusive office, opened today's Daily Prophet, admired the headlines of her new issue, and picked up a pleasantly scented berry black tea, when she heard the cold Her hands trembled when the clear and crisp male voice seemed to have a boyish voice, and the tea splashed on the newspaper, making the picture of Snape silently watching Harry on the front page suddenly lose its magic power The picture freezes and finally becomes a messy waste paper.

Harry looked away from the candid photo, because of the camera angle, Snape's eyes in the crowd seemed to be glued to him, but Harry knew—damn he knew, Snape There is no cross-border affection for him.

He hoped that the report would become true, but he had really experienced the virtues of Rita Skeeter. He wanted to fan the flames for fear of chaos, using nonsense as a selling point, and the wizards who were bored by trivial family matters I love the bloody stories written by her pen, and I wish I could add more talk to my peaceful life.

"Mr. Potter, what I wrote is the truth!" Rita Skeeter saw the sufferer in her story come to find fault, but instead she calmed down, stood up and wiped off the wrinkles on her sleeve robe, and walked towards Harry. close.

"Unless you want to tell me that you don't have any transgressive feelings for your professor Severus Snape? After you spent two weeks at St. Mungo's to save him, and abandoned your girlfriend, and devoted yourself to Guarding him, and Mr. Snape became an undercover agent of the Order of the Phoenix for you—what a deplorable love!" Rita Skeeter clasped her hands together and sang the praises of her writing This pair of couples can be regarded as a model of sacrifice. The biggest selling point is that the teachers and students are not in good relationship and the older one is married and has a daughter. It is really full of blood and attracts a lot of attention!

It has been a long time since there has been such an exciting story in the wizarding world, and it is even more eye-catching than the bloody love between the late greatest white wizard of this century and a generation of Dark Lord held in her hands.After all, these two are still alive and have returned to Hogwarts. Isn't it confirming her news every day?

Damn he really can't refute!

Harry gritted his teeth and glared at Rita Skeeter angrily, "You are slandering, everything you wrote is false, I want to sue you!"

"Boy, even if you save the wizarding world, you can't just slander me for writing fake news. Can you prove that what I wrote is wrong?" Rita Skeeter proudly put her hands on her waist, "Even if you go out now Just find a girlfriend to prove your innocence, who knows that you have found a shield to prove that you can't fall in love with the professor and have a ghost in your heart?"

Harry was so angry that his blood was stuffed in his chest.

Then he calmed down suddenly—he was still too impulsive to rush forward and let Rita Skeeter know his displeasure.

But this can also be exploited.

After Harry calmed down, his mind turned and turned. After turning a few corners, he turned around and left, leaving the editor's office of the Daily Prophet.

Now the staff of the Daily Prophet knew that he had left Rita Skeeter's office angrily. He couldn't deal with this female editor-in-chief who treated dog-blood romance novels as non-fiction news.

But they didn't know that during the lunch break, the unlucky Harry Potter came back wearing an invisibility cloak. He secretly went to Snape's cellar and found a potion in his potion collection. Very useful potion - Animagus manifest.

Since he married Snape, everything about Snape was his, so the ownership of the potion was also his, so there was no theft.

Harry took the potion confidently, went to Rita Skeeter's desk, put a few drops of Animagus Appearance in her lunch salad box, and then sneaked away.

When Rita Skeeter came back, she continued to eat her salad lunch. The yellow mustard mixed with balsamic sauce covered up the strange smell of the medicine. She ate the salad without knowing it, and then suddenly her bones ached. , After a shrill cry, only the clothes were left on the chair, and a beetle got out of her clothes.

"Ms. Skeeter!" The reporters of the Daily Prophet who heard the screams flocked to open the door, and saw the clothes left on the seats, and Harry, who was hiding aside and wearing an invisibility cloak, cast the petrification spell Beetles on clothes.

"Why's there a beetle here?" one wondered—and then it dawned on him about the rumor that Editor-in-Chief Rita Skeeter was an outlaw Animagus.

So the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, an illegal Animagus, was sent to the Ministry of Magic under the Auror's Veritaserum - originally they just wanted to know how long this illegal Animagus had been committing crimes, In the end, she was involved in a lot of tragedies in which she made fake news, so the Aurors who smelled the big case followed the clues, quickly filed a case for investigation, and sent her to Wesson immediately after finding out that she was also involved with the Death Eaters. Gamour, the verdict went to Azkaban.

At the end of the day, no one connected this matter with Harry Potter - oh, of course, he contributed a lot to Mrs. Beetle's incrimination, and gave it back to Greselda Mary. Judge Chippen wrote a letter that interrupted Ms. Beetle's hearing.

He was so kind. Harry looked at the new issue of the Daily Prophet, and he grinned when he saw that the front page headline was replaced by some nonsensical lady, and then he looked over the newspaper and looked at Stan in the teacher's seat. Nepe.

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