Chapter 921 Harry’s Troubles

In fact, it is certainly not possible for Rita to willingly write articles for free.

So in private, Fanlin promised Rita a remuneration consistent with the report, and promised that if Rita had the ability to make this report appear on more information channels, Rita could also receive corresponding compensation based on the value. remuneration.

With enough gold galleons to lure her, Rita still worked hard, but for others, this should be the biggest breakthrough in their counterattack.

This made Fan Lin raise his eyebrows. The whole incident was planned by Hermione. Because of Fudge's actions, the plan to interfere with the Daily Prophet had been abandoned by Lupine and Fan Lin, but Hermione could still find Rita's usefulness. Although the audience is small, there will always be people who believe it.

Luna vaguely stated that she didn't know how long it would take for Rita's interview with Harry to appear in Wizarding Weekly, and that what her father wanted was a long, fascinating article about the recent harassment. article.

"Of course, it's going to be a very important story, so Harry will have to wait a while to see his article published," Luna said.

Harry, on the other hand, did not find talking about the night of Voldemort's resurrection a pleasant experience at all. Rita forced him to provide every tiny detail, and he told her everything he could remember, knowing that this was a rare opportunity to tell the world the truth. He imagined people's reactions, guessing that quite a few people would think he was indeed crazy, not to mention that his article was published next to a bunch of nonsense about invisible and possibly non-existent species.

But the escape of Bellatrix and her accomplices gave Harry a strong desire to do something, whether it would work or not.

"I can't wait to see Umbridge's reaction to your article!" Dean exclaimed in awe during dinner on Monday night. Next to him Seamus was forking over chicken nuggets and ham pie, but Harry knew he was listening.

"You're right, Harry." Neville was sitting across from him, his face very pale, but he still said in a low voice, "It must be hard to talk about this, isn't it?"

"Yes," Harry muttered, "but people have to know what Voldemort can do, right?"

"Yes," Neville nodded, "and his Death Eaters, people should know."

Before he finished speaking, Neville started eating his baked potatoes again. Seamus looked up, but quickly looked down at his plate when he caught Harry's eye.

After a while, Dean, Seamus and Neville went back to the common room, leaving Harry, Verlin and Hermione waiting for Ron. Ron hasn't come to dinner yet because he has to practice Quidditch.

Cho Chang and her friend Marita entered the hall, and Harry felt uncomfortable, but she did not look at the Gryffindor table, but sat down with her back to him.

"Oh yes...I forgot to ask you," Hermione opened her mouth, seemingly reluctantly. She glanced at the Ravenclaw table, and then asked happily, "How was your date with Qiu? You Why are you back so early?”

"Well, that," Harry pulled a plate of bread over and took some, "is a complete mess."

Then he told her what had happened in Mrs. Puddy's teahouse.

When Harry talked about Chirping and Roger behind his back, Fanlin and Hermione still felt a little embarrassed, but fortunately Harry said it quite reluctantly.

"Then," Harry had almost finished finishing the bread, "she jumped up, said, 'I'll keep an eye on you, Harry,' and ran out!" He stopped his spoon and looked at Hermione, "I said, what the hell is going on? What happened?"

Hermione glanced at the back of Cho's head, feeling a little embarrassed, and then sighed.

"Oh, Harry," she said regretfully, "I'm sorry, but you're so tactless."

"Me? Untactful?" Harry said angrily. "One minute we were getting along very well, and the next minute she told me that Roger Davis invited her out, and how Cedric and She had a date and a kiss in that stupid teahouse—how was I supposed to feel after hearing that?"

"Oh, look," Hermione said, as patiently as if she were explaining to an emotional child that one plus one equals two, "you shouldn't have told her in the middle of a date that you were going to meet me. "

"But, but," Harry said confusedly, "you asked me to meet you at twelve o'clock and brought her with you. How could I do it if I didn't tell her?"

"You shouldn't have told her that," Hermione said, still in an annoyingly patient tone. "You should say this is really annoying, but I forced you to go to the Three Broomsticks and you didn't want to go. You would have preferred to spend the whole day with her. It's unfortunate that you had to go to see me and she wasn't I'd like to join you so you can get away quickly. You'd better mention how ugly you think I am."

"But I don't think you're ugly," said Harry, confused.

Hermione suddenly smiled, and Fanlin was surprised. He seemed to have never praised the girl for how beautiful she was, but...

"Harry you're worse than Ron, oh no you're not..." she sighed as Ron stumbled into the hall, covered in mud and looking grumpy.

"See, you told Cho about meeting me and she was upset, so she's trying to make you jealous. She's trying to prove how much you like her."

"Is she like that?" Harry asked. Ron sat down on the stool opposite and pulled all the food in front of him. "Wouldn't it be simpler for her to just ask me if I like her more than I like you?"

"Girls never ask that," Hermione said.

"But they should!" Harry said fiercely, "I can tell her how much I'm infatuated with her, and she won't have to feel bad about Cedric's accident again!"

"I didn't say she did it right," Hermione said, as Ginny arrived, as muddy as Ron, and looking very unhappy.

"I just want to tell you how she felt at that time. This is very important to you. Moreover, you are pursuing each other. You only need one party to relax a little bit, just like... just like me and Fan Lin, the two of us Same..." Hermione said suddenly, "A lot of things happen naturally, and you just need to give the other person some sense of security. Harry, you must know that you are the one who attracts attention, no matter in which aspect."

"You should write a book," Ron said as he chopped potatoes, "that explains the incomprehensible behavior of girls so boys will understand."

"That's right," Harry said enthusiastically, glancing at the Ravenclaw table. Qiu just stood up and walked out of the hall without looking at him. He turned to Ron and Ginny in frustration, "How was Quidditch practice?" (To be continued)