Chapter 579
Chapter 579: What are you going to write?!!
Unemployment is not for Rita Skeeter.
What used to be delicate curls has now become messy.
The red nail polish on the two-inch pointed nails has begun to peel off gradually. Almost two jewels fell off the glasses.
But the look in her eyes as she looked at Darren remained unchanged.
Still so flattering and full of fear.
“So what do you want me to write? I wouldn’t let Darren Potter break my pen, would it? ”
Rita Skeeter looked at Hermione and whispered and complained.
“Just write about what happened to Harry and Darren!”
Hermione said through gritted teeth.
Rita Skeeter showed an interested expression. She put the quill in her mouth and moistened it.
Looking at Harry excitedly, he said, “What do you mean, what you and Darren projected last year was true?” ”
“Of course, there were so many Death Eaters on the scene, and even one Death Eater died, I don’t think you think it’s fake, right?”
Harry said angrily.
Rita Skeeter’s quill immediately wrote a sentence on the parchment: Harry Potter angrily accused the Ministry of Magic.
On the night of the Triwizard Tournament, two innocent boys went through… Rita Skeete wrote in a close-up and suddenly felt that something was wrong.
She glanced up at Darren, and then her face twitched and said, “Don’t you let me write?” I’ll just delete it…”
Darren was silent.
He looked at Hermione, then at Luna, and said thoughtfully, “Hermione, do you want me and my brother to tell me the details of that night again?” And then post the article on the singing contrarian?
I remember that Luna has a newspaper in her house, and I think that the reason why Hermione can take the initiative to find Luna should be that newspaper, right? ”
“Yes, but… But if you don’t want to say it, then forget it, we can also find the photo ball to grasp the details, but you know, the photo ball was almost completely destroyed later…”
Hermione said a little nervously.
Darren saw Luna and Harry, and they all looked at him. He smiled wryly.
He sighed softly, “But have you ever thought about it.”
If Singing Contra publishes such an article, then the Ministry of Magic will definitely ban Singing Contrarian, and then Luna, your father…”
[Ding, Father +100]
[Ding, Father +100]
[Ding, Father +100]
[Ding… ］
“Oh, Darren, Dad loves to publish these things, he often goes against the Ministry.
If you’ve read his previous articles, you’ll know that publishing these is just a piece of cake for Dad. ”
Luna’s eyes finally moved away from Darren’s face. She said in a trance-filled and ethereal voice.
And winked at Darren and said, “There are a lot of harassers around you, I like them very much, how about you?” ”
“I haven’t seen them, I don’t know if I like them or not.”
Darren said honestly.
This left Hermione speechless.
She glared at Luna and said, “Stop talking about this mess. ”
She looked at Darren.
After hesitating, he said, “It’s still up to you and Harry to consider for themselves, whether to tell the truth.” ”
Darren looked at her.
“What about you? Do you want us to tell the truth? ”
“Yes… No, I mean, you can say it, don’t say it…”
“Thank you Hermione, for thinking so much about us, of course we’ll say it, even if it makes me painfully remember all the details of that night.”
I won’t back down anymore, I need to let more people know that he’s back and we should be vigilant, not like the Ministry…”
[Ding, Father +100]
[Ding, Father +100]
[Ding, Father +100]
[Ding… ］
Throughout that day, Harry and Darren were recounting what had happened that day
Although there were projections and photo balls, the Ministry of Magic has destroyed those photo balls and prevented them from being remade.
So if you want people to know the specifics of that night. It could only be Harry and Darren repeating it.
The retelling of the night, Hermione, as well as Harry and even Luna, felt heartbreaking.
Because they could only watch Darren talk over and over again, and then fall silent.
Let Harry make up for the rest. Those processes are brutal. They all felt cruel to listen to.
But Harry and Darren persevered.
They insisted on describing all the scenes.
Darren told them that he just wanted more people to know about these experiences anyway.
Or a wake-up call for those who have seen the projection. Tell them that this is all really happening.
Although Rita Skeeter coldly told them before leaving that there was very little traffic to sing and contradict them, the article published next week would not necessarily be read by many people
But that doesn’t hide their excitement.
“I’d love to see Umbridge’s face after your interview!”
At dinner on Monday, Neville whispered in front of Darren and Harry.
Ron was also full of schadenfreude.
“Umbridge will definitely blow up, maybe she will be kicked out of school!”
It was the only thing he was looking forward to, after all, if Umbridge left, Harry would probably come back to play Quidditch.
Of course, there was only one reason for his idea. That is, their Quidditch training sucks.
Fred and George secretly told Harry and Darren. Ron fought terribly.
But they were already embarrassed to laugh at Ron. He looks too bad.
If Angelina hadn’t agreed to Ron’s withdrawal, Ron might have felt that it would be better for him to quit directly.
The idea peaked on Saturday, the day of the Quidditch match.
Exactly fifteen balls. Ron didn’t stop a single one.
Gryffindor deservedly lost.
When Ron returned to the lounge, he showed a look of despair. Harry was also desperate.
He remembered the arrogant expression Umbridge put on when Ron was playing
He knew that Umbridge was doing it on purpose, and she was deliberately trying to make him angry in order to take care of Ron’s emotions.
Harry entered the dormitory a little late.
As he entered the dormitory, he heard Ron’s fake purr.
He lay silent on his bed, thinking about his life if he was fired from Umbridge.
When he finally heard Ron’s snoring disappear, he remembered that he should empty his brain.
He had to learn brain occlusion. But he found it difficult.
Because his brain was full of hatred for Umbridge and Snape, the more he wanted to forget, he remembered it very clearly.
When he finally fell asleep. He dreamed again.
He saw the door again.
His hand seemed to be on top of that door. He could push away almost with a push.
He was about to push.
But Ron’s loud snoring woke him up. Harry looked silently at the air, his raised hand…
