Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 373 The Unexpected Visitor Rita Skeeter
"Well... maybe." Hera said cautiously, and Hagrid seemed to be in a strange mood, although he was quite right.

"Family," said Hagrid darkly, "no matter what you say, blood is important..."

He wiped a drop of blood from his eye.

"Hagrid," Hera couldn't help asking, "where did you get these injuries?"

"Ah?" Hagrid seemed startled, "What injury?" "Your face is full of wounds!" Hera pointed at Hagrid's face and said, his wounds are too many, even the half-blood giant should have felt it.

"Uh, some innocuous bumps and bumps, Hera," Hagrid said lightly, but he was obviously hiding something, Hera sighed, and still didn't press further.

"Don't worry, you know, I'm doing menial work, it's inevitable."

He drank the wine, put the glass on the table, patted Hera on the shoulder, nearly knocked Hera down, and then stood up.

"Goodbye, Heraldo take care."

He lumbered out of the bar, looking down and out, and disappeared into the pouring rain.Hera was sad to see him go, Hagrid was unhappy and hiding something, but he seemed determined not to accept help, what was going on?

But this made Hera very worried, Hagrid was his good friend, he couldn't stand by and watch, but he had better not say anything at the moment, and wait for Hagrid to think it over.

"Hera?"

Hermione called her name in surprise, and she was sure that she did not recognize the wrong person until Hera turned around to let her see.

"How did you come here?"

"I'm just here for a while. Today isn't Valentine's Day, so I can't stay in the castle forever." Hera raised his eyebrows, and he found that Hermione was not alone, and there were two companions sitting behind her that he couldn't imagine: Luna Lovegood and Rita Skeeter - reporters, or former reporters, of the "Daily Prophet".

The relationship between these two people and Hermione is definitely not good, right?

Luna and Hermione's first meeting was awkward, not to mention that Rita Skeeter has been writing about Harry, Hermione and Krum's 'love triangle' throughout the last year.

"What are you doing here?" Hera asked with some doubts. It seemed that Hermione was the backbone of this group of people. Maybe she was the one who asked to meet here.

"Well, we have a little idea... a little idea." Hermione's voice was lowered, "I have an appointment with Harry, but he should be dating Qiu Zhang now, and it will take at least an hour before he arrives. You know, he has been a little too excited recently."

"Of course I know. He looked in the mirror in my office for a long time in the morning and asked me if he was dressed properly." Hera complained, which greatly affected his sleep - when Harry entered, he saw Hera on the chair and thought he had woken up early.In fact, it was Harry who woke Hera up.

"Cho Chang?" Rita's focus was never the same as theirs, she turned around and stared greedily at Hermione, "Girls?"

She grabbed the crocodile handbag and fumbled in it.

"It's none of your business that Harry's dating a hundred girls," Hermione said to Rita coldly. "You can put that thing down."

Rita was about to pull out a green quill, she closed the purse again with an expression as if she had been forced to drink stinky juice.

"Believe me, Harry doesn't have that ability." Hera told Hermione very firmly that Harry didn't have that ability at all, and he might not be able to handle Qiu Zhang alone.

"What are you doing?" Hera asked, looking at Rita, Luna and Hermione.

"Miss Perfect was telling me when you came in—" Rita took a long sip of her drink, "may I talk to him?" she asked Hermione sharply.

"Okay." Hermione said flatly.

Unemployment is not for Rita.The curls that had been carefully ironed before were found straightened and hung in a mess.The red polish had peeled off the two-inch pointed nails, and two fake jewels had fallen from the glasses.She took another swig of her drink and said, barely moving her lips, "Is Harry's little girlfriend pretty?"

"One more mention of Harry's love life and the deal falls through," said Hermione angrily.

Hera was not in a good mood, "Can't you ask me about my relationship with Penello? If you want, I hope you can help me publish our love story in the newspaper, and it is best for her to see it."

Hera suddenly thought of such a good way in just a few breaths, what could move girls to tears better than saying 'I love you' loudly in the newspaper?Besides, Rita has no intention of taking money at all, which means that Hera can save a lot of money, as long as he wants to.

"Oh, that's not something anyone would want to see." Rita said in a low voice, which made Hera roll her eyes angrily.

"Harry! Harry, this way!" Hermione yelled when she saw Harry's figure appearing at the door of the Three Broomsticks.

Harry was across the room, walking towards them through the crowded bar.A few tables away, he noticed that Hermione was not alone, and there were three other people beside her.

"You came so early, I thought you were with Qiu, and it would take at least an hour to come." Hermione said quickly, "Come here quickly, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Harry, isn't she beautiful?" Rita asked in a low voice, and she bet Hermione didn't hear it, because it was too noisy in here, and it was Valentine's Day after all.But Hermione saw her lips move slightly.

"Just one more digression and the deal is over!" said Hermione angrily, which didn't prevent her from guessing what Rita said.

"What kind of deal do you have?" Hera asked suspiciously. He still hasn't figured out what kind of deal they have reached.

"Yeah, what's the deal?" Rita asked, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "You haven't mentioned a deal yet, Miss Prudish, you just called me over. Well, someday." She took a shaky breath, as if imagining revenge.

"Yeah, one day you'll write articles about me and Harry, and of course Hera," said Hermione nonchalantly. "Why don't you find someone who cares?"

"They've written a lot about Harry and Hera this year, without my help," Rita said, glancing at Hera and Harry over the glass. "How do you feel, betrayed? Distraught? Misunderstood?"

"He's angry, of course he is," Hera said softly, "but I don't care that much, and of course I don't."

"He cared so much, he even left Hogwarts for a few days." Hermione said blankly.

"It's not like that," Hera retorted.

"Okay, no one cares about this issue." Rita Skeeter interrupted the argument between Hera and Hermione, and the focus of their chat had deviated from the topic.

"You really insist that the man who can't even mention his name is back?" Rita pushed down her glasses, stared at Harry sharply, and touched the buckle of the crocodile leather bag with her fingers longingly, "You still hold Dumbledore's nonsense: The You-Know-Who is back?"

"Obviously this isn't some nonsense, Skeeter." Hera said seriously, with a serious look, "It's true. I was there at the time, and I saw it with my own eyes."

"Well, it looks like another witness has been added, so only the two of you saw it, right?" Rita said softly, pushing her glasses on the bridge of her nose.

"It's not just us," Harry bellowed, "there are a dozen Death Eaters present, want to know their names?"

"Harry, calm down." Hera patted Harry on the back lightly. His voice was a bit loud, which made many people turn their heads to see what happened.

"It's nothing, it's just that the child has been stimulated a little, and he's fine." Hera had to stand up and explain, which made them turn around in disappointment, continue to taste their drinks and chat about their previous topics.

"Come on, Harry, tell me their names, maybe we can reach a win-win situation." Rita said with great interest, she groped in her purse for a long time, looked at her eyes, as if Harry was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen, "A striking headline: Potter accuses subtitle: Survivors of a mysterious man attack - 15-year-old teenagers Harry Potter and Hera Lestrange accuse famous people in the magical world of being Death Eaters, public opinion is in an uproar"

The shorthand quill was already in her hand, about to put it in her mouth, and the expression of intoxication disappeared from her face.

"Of course," she put down her quill, and gave Hermione a sharp gouging look, "Miss Perfection doesn't want this article published, does she?"

"And me, I don't want my name to appear in the newspapers anymore. In fact, I have enough troubles." Hera added that every time he was in the newspapers, it was not good for him. He would rather be an unknown person-this is what he has always hoped for.

"Uh" Hermione was a little surprised, "Actually, I kind of hope to post this article."

"Then erase my name, okay? I don't want to cause Dumbledore any more trouble. Do you know how much effort it took me just to come to Hogsmeade today?" Hera said with some headaches. He couldn't believe what kind of changes would happen to public opinion. What if readers questioned him for coercing Harry Potter?
You know, many people regard Hera as a speculator. They think that maybe Hera just wants to use this point to defraud profits. Borrowing the news of Voldemort's return, he has reached a cooperation with Dumbledore and Harry Potter to jointly leverage the foundation of the Ministry of Magic and gain unimaginable benefits and power.

This has happened several times in the past ten years, but never with such a loud noise-the news always comes out of the Romanian forest.

"You'd better unify your opinions first." Rita clasped her hands together, looked at Hermione and Hera, and put away the smile on her face.

"I don't care what you have done, but I can't publish my name. I don't want to cause Dumbledore any more trouble. This is for the sake of the overall situation." Hera said firmly, this is the bottom line, and she will never agree.

Hermione stared at Hera stubbornly, "If your name is on it, I think more people will believe it, because students will tell their parents that you are right and they know what kind of person you are."

"But have you considered the consequences?" Hera said.

Hermione seemed to be annoyed all of a sudden, "I did this because I considered the consequences."

"Do you think Umbridge has been too kind to everyone lately? Or do you think things have recovered at school?"

"But we need to do this, otherwise more people will die." Hermione said with some despair, she thought it was necessary for them to tell everyone the truth, so that many casualties could be avoided.

Hera sighed, tapped her knuckles lightly on the table, and said in a heavy tone, "Hermione, this is war. Dead people are very common, and people die every day."

Hermione couldn't speak for a while, she suddenly felt that Hera in front of her was so strange, so strange that she seemed to have never known him before, and Harry looked similar to her, so she couldn't speak.

On the contrary, Ron's reaction was very surprising. He nodded in agreement - although no one paid attention to him.

"Maybe the next person to die is me, or Harry, or you." Hera paused, and glanced at Rita, which was full of warning. "We can't protect everyone. We must make the right choice." After he finished speaking, he was silent for a while. The atmosphere on this table was very different from that on the surrounding tables.

But on this table, there was only silence.

"Maybe you're right," Hermione said with difficulty, "but I still insist on doing it, and Harry thinks so too, right?"

Harry surprisingly didn't nod at the first moment, in fact, after hearing Hera's words, anger welled up in his heart: he and Dumbledore had done so much to make everyone vigilant, but everyone thought they were crazy and conspirators, which made Harry angry.

Since you don't believe it, wait for Voldemort to knock on your door before talking to him.

But Harry knew it wasn't right, he shouldn't think so, but something in his head told him that those people deserved what they did, how much they had taunted and cursed at Harry, and that's what they deserved.

"Harry? Harry?" Hermione gently pushed Harry's shoulder, pulling him back to reality. "Is that it?"

Both Harry and Hera knew what she was referring to - Voldemort's emotions or memories, but Harry shook his head to indicate that was not the case.

"I think," Harry said in a low voice, looking from time to time at Hera and then at Hermione, "maybe, we shouldn't carry Hera's name, I mean, we can't trouble him anymore, Dumbledore still needs him."

(End of this chapter)