Chapter 725 The new column of the Daily Prophet
There are limits to being a simple reporter.
Pressure from the top, criticism from the public, and sales from readers.
However, Rita Skeeter is no longer an ordinary reporter. She is the news queen of the entire British wizarding world.
Editor-in-Chief Gu Fei of the Daily Prophet has been struggling all day today.
He couldn't ignore the dynamic magical photo on the table, but he couldn't ignore the pressure from the Ministry of Magic.
Since Fudge came to power, their newspaper has become an important mouthpiece of the Ministry of Magic.
Whenever something big happens, the Daily Prophet is ordered to quickly cover up the news, leaving little independence.
"Editor Gufei, do you plan to be a dog of the Ministry of Magic for the rest of your life..."
The words Rita left before leaving echoed again.
He took a deep breath, picked up the photo and looked at it carefully.
It's not just shocking, it's straight to the soul.
"Fuck the Ministry of Magic!" Guffey put down the photo, his eyes no longer hesitating.
Three days later, on February 2, the Daily Prophet added a new reporting column.
""The Truth"?" Fudge leaned back in his office chair, intending to take a good look at this so-called new column.
"I am Rita Skeeter. I swear on my reputation of 23 years in the industry that all the content that follows is true and credible, and I guarantee that there is no artistic processing..."
I have sworn and guaranteed that the new column will be huge.
"According to the information provided by my informant at Hogwarts, the Ministry of Magic's purpose of sending a large number of personnel to the school is not simple..."
Fuji's hand holding the newspaper was trembling slightly, and his expression was not as relaxed as it was at first.
"The following photos are all provided by informants, and their authenticity needs to be proven..."
There are two dynamic magic photos in total:
One shows a short, fat tumbler yelling at several students and then frisking them in a particularly brutal manner.
The other picture shows a funny-looking monkey standing far away at the door of the girls' dormitory, scanning every female student who enters and exits with a scrutinizing gaze.
"I believe everyone should be confused as to why these two Aurors from the Ministry of Magic would do such a thing..."
Fudge clutched the paper as if he were about to tear it to pieces.
"I can assure you that they are carrying out a search mission arranged by the Ministry of Magic..."
With a "hiss" sound, the newspaper was torn open diagonally.
"Why did this happen? Please enjoy the following photos - (warm reminder: please be mentally prepared)..."
In the photo, there are two people hanging upside down. It is not difficult to identify them as the roly-poly and the funny monkey.
"I cannot disclose the source of the photo, but I can guarantee that the photo has not been processed in any way..."
Next up was a picture of other Aurors searching corners of the castle.
His body movements were exaggerated, as if he was eager to discover something.
"They behaved rudely and treated students like criminals, just because of the alleged attack?"
Next is a big photo.
A figure was imprisoned in the eerie and dark cell.
Although he couldn't see his face clearly, it was easy to recognize Snape from the black robes.
"This is one of the suspects in the incident that the Ministry of Magic has not announced to the public, but why are Aurors and reconnaissance teams still suffering from so-called attacks?
With the strength they have shown so far, they should be able to break into the cell and rescue their trapped companions, right? "
Rita's words were so provocative that Fudge almost tore the newspaper in half. It's not hard to imagine the public's reaction.
At the end of the special report, there is a paragraph in bold red.
"This is not an attack! This is against powerful bullying! This is a sanction from justice!"
"Ahhhhh-" Fudge roared angrily and tore the newspaper into pieces.
It's only 8 o'clock in the morning, and there should still be many people who haven't received the newspaper.
"Dolores!"
Umbridge, who heard the shouting, hurried into the office.
"Immediately send everyone to intercept all today's magazines and newspapers! Then seal this damn prophet newspaper for me!"
"Yes, Lord Minister." Umbridge did not dare to meet Fudge's eyes.
She quietly left the office, closed the door, then straightened her back and strode towards the Auror's office.
When she left again, Scrimgeour slammed the table.
"The stinky bitch who pretends to be powerful but fakes!"
Although it was Fudge's order, Umbridge's attitude was simply terrible.
Half of the entire Auror Office has been dispatched to Hogwarts, and almost all of the Magical Law Enforcement Team and Reconnaissance Team have been dispatched. The remaining personnel are all dedicated to capturing Sirius, and there is no way to mobilize them at will.
Must all today's magazines and newspapers be confiscated? Otherwise, will Minister Fudge hold him accountable?
Confiscating magazines and newspapers is probably self-defeating! If you want to be held accountable, you must first hold Dolores Umbridge, that ugly pink toad, accountable!
Scrimgeour calmed down quickly after venting his anger.
Breathing heavily, he put on his coat and walked out of the office.
If something goes wrong, you will have to take the blame. No matter how unhappy you are, you can only follow the orders from your superiors.
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The Wayne House, 139 Oxford Street, London.
Eric spread out the newspaper on the dining table and pointed to the photo of the Auror hanging upside down, "Look, it's our son's masterpiece!"
Evelin looked at it carefully, then nodded slightly, "It is indeed our son's handiwork."
She looked down, fixed on the conspicuous red bold text, "Justice? Isn't this kid going to form the Justice League?"
Eric put away the newspaper with some disapproval, "He is not stupid. If he really does this, everyone will know that he is Batman."
"Too."
The Waynes were about to continue enjoying breakfast when the doorbell rang outside.
Evelin stood up and opened the door, and the person who came was a tall, strong man.
The two bodyguards of the Wayne family, Night Demon and Nightmare Killer, stood behind him with wary eyes and were full of hostility towards him.
"Good morning, Mrs. Wayne." The strong man introduced himself politely, "My name is Lisbon, and I am an Auror from the Ministry of Magic."
"Hello, Mr. Lisbon." Evelin glanced at Eric who came to her side, "Please come in."
"Good morning, Mr. Wayne." Lisbon smiled apologetically at Evelin, "Madam, I'm very sorry. I'm here today to collect several contraband items that were just listed by the Ministry of Magic."
Eric frowned, "Oh? I wonder what kind of contraband it is?"
"All magazines and newspapers issued today."
After getting Lisbon's answer, the Waynes looked at each other in understanding.
The Ministry of Magic acted so quickly. If their family hadn't been used to reading newspapers while eating breakfast, they probably wouldn't have even known what was going on.
"Mr. Lisbon, please wait a moment."
Every family that subscribes to a wizarding newspaper will be recorded, and it is impossible to keep it secretly.
As Vincent's parents, the Waynes had no reason to refuse the Ministry of Magic's actions.
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