69novels Chapter 128 Miss All America
Chapter 128 Miss All America
Chapter 128 Miss Perfect and Perfect
The first Hogsmeade weekend in February is here, and Saturday is Valentine's Day.
"Hee hee, Ann, I won't be with you today—" Fanny said to Ann early in the morning, "Someone asked me out."
"Understood, I will never bother you today."
"There's plenty of opportunity for someone," Fanny said with a smile. "Yesterday I remembered that a Hufflepuff prefect was planning to..."
"Do you still want delicious chocolate tonight?" A threatening tone.
"Well, well," said Fanny, "see you in Hogsmeade."
"It's best not to touch—" Ann muttered.
An strolled past the Devis Bains store, and saw a big notice posted in the window: Photos of ten Death Eaters who escaped from prison, "Ministry of Magic Order" If anyone can provide clues to apprehend the fugitive, a reward of [-] Galleon.
The crowd watching was chattering, and someone even whistled, "One thousand Galleons, wow, what a great deal!"
When Ann came out of the Honeydukes Candy Store with chocolates in her arms, it was raining heavily in the gray morning. She put the boxes of chocolates in her arms into her schoolbag, and Ann took out her wand, said a spell silently, and walked away with the wand in her hand. Arrived in the rain.
A stream of water emanates from the top of the wand and spreads out at a certain height, which looks like an umbrella made of water, and when the raindrops fall on the umbrella, part of it melts into it, and the other part blooms into a small water flower.
Walking to a shop opposite the Three Broomsticks Bar, Ann found a seat by the window and sat down, ordered a cup of coffee, and watched the movement at the door of the Three Broomsticks while drinking.
He raised his hand and looked at his watch. The time was almost up. Rita Skeeter, Hermione, and Luna walked into the Three Broomsticks Bar under umbrellas.
Not long after, in the pouring rain, Harry braved the rain and ran into the Three Broomsticks bar, and then Hagrid's huge body came out from the door of the Three Broomsticks.
Flipping through a book "Detailed Explanation of the Dosage of Magic Plants in Ten Advanced Potions", An looked at the door of the Three Broomsticks bar from time to time.
Time passed, and the rain became less and less, until the rain stopped, the sky was still gray, and from time to time, a large drop of water dripped from the eaves of the shops on the street, and fell into small puddles with a clatter.
Rita Skeeter pushed the door and came out from the Three Broomsticks Bar. Her face was full of complex expressions, including anger, sarcasm, but more of excitement after discovering a secret. She briefly identified the direction, clutched her purse and walked quickly Walked in one direction.
Ann quickly put away the book, put on her glasses and mask, put on the hood after going out, and followed Rita Skeeter.
After turning a corner, Rita Skeeter stopped suddenly, turned around, and stared at Ann.This is a deserted alley, and An is only about ten steps away from the other party.
"Who are you? Why are you following me?" Rita Skeeter had one hand in the crocodile leather bag she always carried, apparently gripping her wand.
"The vigilance is not bad." Ann said with a smile, "I found someone following you within 30 seconds, but don't be nervous, Miss Rita Skeeter, I'm not here to trouble you."
Ann took out a money bag that had been prepared from her pocket and threw it to the other party. Rita Skeeter caught it with one hand, but did not let go of the wand with the other hand.
"Aren't you going to open it?" Ann said in a relaxed tone.
Rita Skeeter glanced at Ann suspiciously, shook the purse lightly with her hands, and there was a crisp sound of gold coins colliding, and the expression on her face became serious, "Gold Galleons? There are still a lot of them? What? mean?"
Shrugging, Ann said in a humorous tone, "I didn't know you still had this ability, you can tell it's Garen just by hearing the voice."
Rita Skeeter stared at Ann.
"Fifty Galleons, your writing fee." An said briefly, "It is calculated based on what you were paid for writing a long report for the "Daily Prophet" a year ago."
Rita Skeeter's expression changed, and she sneered, "I'm going to close my pen for a year, and I won't accept any drafts for this year."
Ann nodded and said flatly, "I know, but I'm not here to ask for a manuscript. The fifty Galleons are the payment for the article you wrote in the Three Broomsticks just now to be published in The Quibbler magazine. "
"I don't remember seeing you in the Three Broomsticks just now." Rita said with a surprised face, but her tone was very firm.
Ann shrugged, "I didn't doubt your relevant professional ability, I was indeed not there."
The expression on Rita's face changed from surprise to confusion, and then she seemed to have an epiphany. She stared at Ann for a long time, then smiled easily, put the purse into her purse, and walked a few steps closer.
"I know who you are—" Rita looked very interested, "You are the one Miss Perfect said? The first heir of the Roland family, Miss Stoke?"
An raised his eyebrows, "Don't worry about it so much, take your manuscript fee and leave quickly."
Rita Skeeter took a few steps closer, her voice full of curiosity, "Miss Perfection, but you want me to write it for nothing?"
"I know, I know she will do this, but I also know what you think in your heart. A big reporter must feel aggrieved by being caught by a fourth-grade student, right? What do you plan to do when you have a chance in the future? I was told It’s the first time I’ve written a report in a year, and if I don’t have any remuneration, what kind of psychology would I have to publish it in the most disdainful junk magazine “The Quibbler” before?” An said in a calm tone.
"You think I'm not serious about writing reports?"
Shaking his head, An still spoke in a calm tone, "I don't think so. Of course you will write seriously, and your professionalism is not bad. But I think it is better to write convincingly, so as to avoid some minor troubles in the future." s Choice."
The muscles on Rita's face twitched, but, "So, Miss Perfect doesn't know you're doing this?"
"She really doesn't know." Ann said calmly, "But it doesn't prevent me from doing this at all, right? Miss Skeeter? The sixth rule of the Roland family's family motto is that there are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests."
A flash of understanding flashed across Rita's face, she closed the crocodile leather bag, and said happily, "That's right."
Ann nodded, "Then, goodbye. Miss Skeeter."
"Good-bye, Miss Stocker," said Rita Skeeter with a smile on her face.
Seeing Ann turn around and disappear at the corner of the street, Rita Skeeter quickly took out the money bag from the crocodile leather bag again, opened the bag, and saw that it was full of gold Galleons, then looked at the place where Ann disappeared. direction.
"It seems that there are many stories to be discovered between the mysterious heir of the Roland family and Miss Perfect—"
At breakfast on a Wednesday in late February, Ann put two copper Knuts into the magazine owl's purse, pushed the Daily Prophet in front of Fanny, and tore open the long brown parcel herself, The March issue of The Quibbler was revealed.
The cover is a smiling photo of Harry Potter, with a line of big red characters printed on the photo: Harry Potter finally told the truth: I saw the mysterious man resurrected that night.
"?" Fanny saw the cover of "The Quibbler" sharply, and put down the newspaper in her hand, "Ann, I want to read this."
"Okay, let's watch together—" Ann opened the magazine.
Luna wandered over to the Slytherin table, sticking her head over Ann and Fanny's. "That's pretty cool, Ann, isn't it?"
Fanny was taken aback. Ann was fine, but she stepped aside a little and turned sideways to face Luna who was standing.
"It came out yesterday," Luna said. "A kind-hearted person said that he has always liked "The Quibbler". The day before yesterday, he sent 50 Galleons. Dad was shocked. The person said in the letter that he hoped that the magazine would be released It's better to run it for a longer period of time. Dad used 20 gold Galleons to reprint a lot of March magazines, and he plans to give them away-"
"Wow, that sounds really good," Ann said.
But before noon, huge notices were posted all over the school, not only on the bulletin board of the college, but also in the corridors and classrooms.
Hogwarts High Inquisitor Order
Any student found in possession of The Quibbler was immediately expelled.
The above regulations are in line with "No.20 No. [-] Education Order"
Signed: Senior Investigator Dolores Jane Umbridge
Throughout the afternoon Professor Umbridge stopped students around the school, demanding to see their bags and pockets.But doing so obviously had a very negative effect, because the students were a few tricks ahead of her, and Harry's interview was enchanted, and when others read it, it was like an article in a textbook, or it became blank. Only when they want to see the words are displayed.
An afternoon passed, and at dinner time, almost everyone was discussing the report in "The Quibbler".
Harry became even more conspicuous. Whether he was in the hallway, classroom, or dining hall, many students gathered together, talking softly and pointing at him.
In the Slytherin common room at night, many people were discussing Harry's report in low voices.
In the dormitory, Pansy, Milis, and Thalia were also discussing in low voices, but Pansy mainly cursed Harry, because in Harry's report, he identified Malfoy's father as a Death Eater.
"Daddy's imprinting!" Luna stopped in front of Ann as she floated past the Slytherin table the next night, "he said he was grateful to the kind person, and it must have been because the kind person brought It's a stroke of luck that 'The Quibbler' sells like never before—"
Ann could only respond with a happy smile for Luna.
But Professor Umbridge's life is not so easy, she is obviously under a lot of pressure, because the students in the school have obviously seen the report in The Quibbler.
There were rumors that she had heard students outside the cubicle whispering about Harry's report during one of her bathroom visits, and taunting the inaction of the Ministry of Magic, but she hadn't caught those two students.
Ann stood at the door of Umbridge's office and knocked lightly on the door.
"Come in." A sweet voice said.
Ann pushed the door open and walked in, "Good evening, Professor Umbridge."
"Good evening, Miss Stocker, please sit down."
"Okay, Professor." Ann said and sat down on a chair opposite Umbridge.
"I think you must be very strange, why should I look for you, Miss Stocker?" Professor Umbridge looked at Ann and said with a smile.
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