harry potter book of crimes

"...Mr. McLean, isn't this not quite... the same as we agreed? The winner of the Alchemy Competition became an attacker, the International Federation of Wizards' award ceremony was forced to be postponed, and Nico Flamel's...

The publicity of the alchemy legacy is temporarily suspended... So what about my first-day exclusive collection? When will it be possible..."

Because the old witch in the African delegation was plotting evil in Hogwarts, but she was still the champion of this tournament, so a series of subsequent events had to be temporarily suspended.

The next morning, Rita Skeeter, a staff writer for the Daily Prophet who had made a small deal with Maca, appeared again. It is said that she came as soon as she learned the news.

.

The so-called media is to take advantage of the heat of the event to grab first-hand information, so as to maximize the benefits of real-time news.

You know, the income that a successful staff writer like her earns from writing articles is closely linked to the sales of newspapers and periodicals that publish her articles. If the popularity of the subject itself continues to decline due to some accident, then it may

It is equivalent to constantly deducting her income!

So, not long after Filch opened the door this morning, Ms. Skeeter immediately came to visit... No, perhaps it is more appropriate to say "visiting to pester"?

Maka, who thought a lot about the follow-up test in Ravenclaw last night, and then stayed in the Centaur Cave and spent most of the night setting up the rune array, did not come out of the office until the breakfast time was almost over.

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But as soon as he opened the door, he saw the reporter Rita Skeeter who was pushing up her thin-framed glasses, and then he was completely attracted by this lady whose lips were painted like a monkey's butt all the way to the side corridor door of the auditorium.

"Ms. Skeeter, haven't I already told you? I originally promised you that I would not break my promise casually, but now this can only be said to be an accident that no one wants to see."

Maka stood by the door and explained helplessly to Rita Skeeter, and this was probably the third time he had said these words.

"We can only calm down and wait now," he continued to reassure. "After the International Federation of Wizards interrogates the parties involved, and after the written verdict is officially released to the public, subsequent processes will be carried out in accordance with the judgment made by the Federation.

Adjust accordingly..."

After saying this, Maka paused for a moment, then spread her hands and said: "So, wait a little longer! At least Mr. Flamel's inheritance cannot be canceled, which means that sooner or later, you will get the third

A writer with first-hand material.”

"Oh, I know this too, but -"

Skeeter still felt very unwilling to do so, after all, this involved a lot of her Galleons!

"Mr. MacLean..."

Rita Skeeter is a woman who usually has a domineering attitude. Even when she is facing a person with a high status, she will not be groveling. In addition, her reports that ignore the truth for the sake of stunts are annoying.

She really has a lot of people.

But when it comes to her own income, she actually faces such real distress?

Maka looked at Skeeter's face covered in thick foundation, and the eagerness and helplessness in her eyes, and her originally dull mood could not help but feel much refreshed.

"Occasionally, it feels good to look at the pain of others..." He suddenly felt that he had an urge to laugh. "At least it can reduce the pressure on myself?"

"Okay, Ms. Skeeter," Maka continued after thinking for a moment, "Okay! I'll write a letter for you. You can take the letter to the Minister of Magic, Mr. Scrimgeour. He may

Can I arrange for you to meet and take photos with the person involved in the attack..."

As he spoke, he directly grabbed the notepad and shorthand quill that Rita Skeeter carried with her, and then started writing casually.

"If you are lucky, you might be able to seize this opportunity before the Ministry of Magic transfers the prisoner to the Union. I think you understand that once she is sent to the Union, the isolation ban level will be raised again, like

It is almost impossible for you wizard media to see her in advance..."

After Maka quickly wrote the content on the noteboard and signed it, he reached out and grabbed it, and the paper was automatically torn off from the top and folded horizontally and vertically into an envelope.

"But please also pay attention to what can and cannot be written... I believe that a senior writer like you should be able to distinguish clearly."

After that, he handed the letter to Rita Skeeter, who hurriedly took it.

"I'm going to have breakfast..." Maka casually returned the notepad and quill to her, then shrugged and said, "How about, do you want to try today's fried ham with me? York

County oak smoke, the taste is very good!”

"Ah, no... I can't..." Skeeter immediately grabbed the letter and ran towards the main entrance of the castle. Now every second counts, "Sir, I wish you a pleasant meal..."

The tournament champion turned into an attacker overnight, and the target of the attack was the provider of the prize. This is certainly quite eye-catching news.

Yes, I am afraid that the media in the global magic world will realize this immediately.

Unfortunately, due to the unusual nature of the incident, it is not easy to conduct an interview with that special prisoner - our Minister of Magic simply does not want even the slightest accident to happen again, so how could he allow the wizarding media to create extraneous matters?

Woolen cloth?

"Wish me a pleasant meal?" Maka glanced at Skeeter's back, then turned and walked into the auditorium, "Then you have to have a good time..."

He provided Rita Skeeter with this interview opportunity, which was actually equivalent to giving Hogwarts another opportunity to showcase itself, and it could also be regarded as squeezing out the last remaining heat of this event in the UK.

However, this was not enough to make him happy.

"Professor McLean——" "Good morning, Professor!" "Hey, McLean——"

As soon as he entered the auditorium, students from all grades greeted him. Last night he moved such a large stone tablet back. Although not many little wizards were actually seen, there were still some people who really

Witnessed.

Of course, Professor McGonagall couldn't allow them to spread this matter casually, and if they wanted to discuss it, it would have to be discussed in private.

However, this did not prevent them from becoming curious about Maka again.

On the contrary, the old witch attacking others in school, no matter how big a disturbance it caused in the outside world, did not seem to cause much discussion among the young wizards.

"Well, good morning everyone."

Just as Maka passed through the side aisle and headed towards the staff table in front of the auditorium, Alexander on the Gryffindor table was surrounded by a large number of people.

Last night, both he and Enns were brought to the principal's office by Professor McGonagall, and given double severe punishments. As for deducting college points, that was secondary.

And now, Alexander is very busy telling what he saw and heard last night, because he is one of the few witnesses who has seen the whole thing!

"Harry, tell me...what exactly is the 'big black stone tablet' Alexander mentioned?"

Next to that group of people, Ron and Harry were eating together, and Alexander's narration and the chaotic noises of other students could be heard intermittently in their ears.

"How do I know..." Harry shook his head, "How many times have we figured out what Maka was doing? Don't think about it, Maka will take care of it anyway..."

"Harry!"

Sitting in the old seat opposite them was still Hermione. Seeing Harry say this, she immediately raised her head and glared at him while she was eating.

"Who is Maka to us?" Hermione tapped her plate with her fork and said seriously, "He is our friend, do you understand? Harry, Ron, turn around and look at Maka. Look.

Look at his expression——"

Of course they understood what Hermione meant, but...

"I said," Ron didn't look, but said with a depressed expression, "You can't tell anything from Maka's expression. Didn't we already know this?"

Harry raised his head and glanced in the direction of the staff chair, but the fact was that as Ron said, Maka was as gentle and calm as usual from beginning to end, and there was nothing to see at all.

"Didn't you notice? As long as he spends more time thinking, it means he must have encountered some problem that is difficult to solve..."

"Oh, you observe so carefully!"

While Ron let out an inexplicable sigh, Harry was thinking: "Since the last clue was interrupted, the search for Horcruxes has made no progress at all..."

"So, what we need to do now is not to continue to improve ourselves? Recently, I have become very proficient in the silent spell skills. If the cooperation between us is strengthened, I think I can really help Maka.

Isn’t it?”

"...I hope so!" Hermione hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Don't worry! Our hard work for so long is not in vain," Harry saw this and couldn't help but continue to encourage, "And...Hermione, don't be too anxious..."

Thinking of Hermione's abnormality last time, Harry and Ron couldn't help but feel worried, fearing that she would accidentally get into trouble again.

"Thank you, I know."

Just as the three of them were involuntarily silent for a moment, a person suddenly walked in from the entrance of the side corridor of the auditorium. He paused at the door, glanced in the direction of the faculty bench, and then started walking again.

Walking straight there like a gust of wind.

"Snape?" Ron muttered in a low voice, "Look at his seriousness, what's wrong with him?"