Regarding the content of the Daily Prophet, Beauxbatons was happy to see it, especially Fleur, who looked at it with a look of gloating. She didn't like Dudley, a man who made such nonsense when the list of warriors came out, and of course not very much. She liked Harry, and even though he was the legendary 'Boy Who Lived', she didn't think it was anything special.
Durmstrang's students were very angry, but as the principal, Karkaroff looked gloating. Viktor couldn't tell what the expression was on his face. In fact, he was very fond of Dudley and Harry. Feeling good.
"Well written."
Compared to the angry Hogwarts people, Dudley's expression was much calmer. He slowly finished reading the newspaper and flicked it with his fingers.
"My ability to write stories is barely considered a third-rate writer."
"How can you still sit still? Dudley!"
Hermione interrupted Dudley's words loudly, pouting and looking angry. The woman not only arranged her, but also said a lot of bad things about Dudley, many of which were inexplicable.
"If you're going to get angry, why don't you let that woman succeed?"
Gently pinching Hermione's bulging little face, the opponent's defense was instantly broken, and she blushed and gave Dudley a hard slap.
Not painful, not itchy, even a little comfortable.
The little wizards around looked at him in amazement. Only Mr. Dursley dared to treat the 'angry lioness of Gryffindor' like this. The others would have lost three of their legs.
"Are you just going to tolerate it like this?"
"When have you ever seen me endure it? I warned her and the Daily Prophet."
If this woman didn't seek death, how could she have any reason to clean up the Daily Prophet?
"I, Dudley Dursley, always pay my debts."
Dudley showed a 'hearty' smile, revealing two rows of white teeth of the same type as the hydraulic press. The little wizards around him felt weak, especially the Slytherins who had suffered a big loss, and all shuddered. .
The sharp-eyed Slytherin students even noticed that Harry, who was sitting next to him, silently raised his glasses.
It’s over, the Daily Prophet is dead!
This newspaper, which contained false information about Dudley and Harry, was a huge hit as expected. Even wizards are not immune to this. Gossip is a common trait of human beings. Everyone is curious about what the 'Boy-Who-Lived' is. As for Dudley, people only have the impression of him as the inventor of the Wizard Card. Only a few wizards know that he is not only the famous teacher Jerry, but also the recipient of the First Class Order of Merlin and even the Wizengamot. The youngest member.
After reading it, I was shocked. Is the student circle so chaotic?
daily prophet
As the culprit, Rita Skeeter, who was selling newspapers, was in a good mood, dressing up her face and trying to smooth out the wrinkles with foundation. She had an important event tonight. date.
"Aren't you worried about getting yourself into trouble, Ms. Skeeter? I heard that Dursley is a very popular author, even more famous than the original great liar Lockhart."
A potbellied man came over. He was Barnabas Guffey, editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet.
"I told you to call me miss, but I'm not married yet."
Rita Skeeter screamed, nearly bursting the fat editor's eardrums.
"Yes, yes, Miss Skeeter." Barnabas Guffey dug his ears hard.
After hearing Barnabas Guffey's words, Rita Skeeter gave up and said in her unique tone: "Hmm, so what if I'm redder than Lockhart? He's just a stinky little book writer. I don’t think he can compare with us in writing the same thing. I really don’t know what’s so cool about him. He will know the consequences of offending the Daily Prophet and Mr. Guffey. I think this question should not be asked to me, but to you. Yes, you are the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, hum."
"Me? I have nothing to worry about." Barnabas Guffey shrugged: "My manuscript is all the real information you gave me. We just speak with facts."
From the perspective of the two of them, what would happen even if the other party is angry? Just like Rita Skeeter said, she is just a bad book writer, and she dares to show off to the Daily Prophet. She deserves it now. As for Dudley's threat, they, the Daily Prophet, have never seen any big storms. It's different. Okay?
Suddenly there was a bang, and the door to the Information Department was pushed open forcefully, and two male wizards in uniform walked in.
"Is Rita Skeeter here?"
Rita Skeeter looked at the two of them doubtfully: "I am you."
"Magical Law Enforcement Team, someone has now accused you of malicious fabrication of facts, infringement of portrait rights, reputation rights and other crimes. Many wizards have been harmed because of your rumors, which have caused extremely bad effects in the magical world. This is a threat. The subpoena from Sangamo requires you to go to the Ministry of Magic now to cooperate with the investigation." The two of them showed their identities to Rita Skeeter and showed the summons with the official seal.
In addition to the Auror Office, the Department of Magical Law Enforcement also has a Magical Law Enforcement Team, and the two are strikers from the Magical Law Enforcement Team.
Aurors are responsible for catching dark wizards, and strikers are responsible for catching wizard criminals. The relationship between the two is similar to that of SWAT and the police.
"Wait, you can't arrest me, I'm a reporter from the Daily Prophet!"
Rita Skeeter shouted and did not want to leave with the two men.
"You want to resist?" The two beaters immediately took out their wands and pointed them at Rita Skeeter.
Strikers are generally not as good as Aurors, but in terms of experience in fighting criminals, Aurors are far behind them. Rita Skeeter was treated as an enemy who wanted to resist without cooperating immediately.
"Stand stiff and stop dead!"
A spell hit Rita Skeeter, and her legs immediately became extremely stiff, and then she fell straight down.
"I'm going to sue you for violence! I'm going to sue you! Just wait and see, you're going to lose your job!"
Rita Skeeter, whose face was on the ground, cursed the two of them like crazy, but the other person just glanced at her and added another curse.
"All petrified!"
Okay, there is no need to shout now, not only the legs but the whole body are frozen in place.
When the two left with Rita Skeeter, a human face made of milky white powdery substance was printed on the ground. Well, it was Rita Skeeter's face.
"this"
It took the editor-in-chief Barnabas Guffey a while to react, and he looked at the direction in which the few people were leaving with a look of disbelief on his face.
Are the people at the Ministry of Magic crazy? When did you have such courage? If you dare to grab the pen of their Daily Prophet, aren't you afraid that tomorrow the angry wizards will send a room full of shouting letters?
Soon Barnabas Guffey's face was filled with excitement. Isn't this just right? Rita Skeeter had better not come back today; the newspapers will be on sale again tomorrow.
He had already thought of the title - Ministry of Magic, violent law enforcement!
(End of chapter)
