Harry Potter Reborn

A street somewhere in London.

A house that no Muggle has ever seen before.

Rita Skeeter, a special correspondent for the Daily Prophet, this is her home.

Rita Skeeter's reputation was so great that she made everyone who knew her angry and cursed--except the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet.

Because she always hears gossip and tidbits from nowhere, and then deliberately exaggerates and distorts the news facts to slander others.

Rita Skeeter serves no one but herself.

She seems to have a grudge against the entire world. She likes to criticize everything in the magical world and speculate on others with the greatest malice.

Regardless of whether they are good people or evil people, in her works they are villains with bad deeds and good at disguise. It seems that she is the only white lotus that emerges from the mud and remains unsullied.

She is a complete schemer.

All the big names in the wizarding world are the targets of her writings. She also wrote about Gilderoy Lockhart, Harry's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in his second year.

She called him a liar. Every time she saw him showing his eight-toothed smile that he thought was charming, she felt like vomiting. Those housewives who were fascinated by him were a bunch of brainless people.

Later, the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic received reports from Chaoyang people and arrested Lockhart.

Then the "Daily Prophet" published the critical article Rita had written before, so others called her "the prophet."

Rita Skeeter also has a "magic weapon" - a dark green shorthand quill.

This pen has its own thoughts and is good at tampering with people's language and adding fuel to the fire.

It can convert ordinary sentences in Rita's interview into unrealistic and fancy sentences and automatically record them on paper.

Most of the articles it writes are hype and rumors, exaggerating things.

For example, Rita asked a certain wizard: "Are you human?"

The wizard replied: "I am."

The shorthand quill will write on the paper: A certain wizard said that except for him, everyone else in the magical world is not human!

This pen is a perfect match for Rita.

At this time, Rita had just come out of the bathroom, and the Daily Prophet asked her to write. She was wondering if she could write about other things besides Sirius recently.

Because she always writes about one thing, which is inconsistent with her professional ethics.

She is not a person who follows the trend, but a person who leads the trend.

After she dried her favorite blond hair, she looked up and found that there was another person in the room.

As expected of a woman who has seen strong winds and waves, she was only surprised at first.

Then he sat on the sofa opposite the guest with a smile and said: "Isn't this the famous Harry Potter? I don't know why you are here."

She looked vaguely at the door, wondering how Harry got in.

"There's something you might be interested in," Harry said.

"What?" Rita raised a thin eyebrow. She didn't expect Harry to say such a thing to her.

"Today at Hogwarts, hundreds of dementors rushed into the school, trying to absorb the souls of students."

As the saying goes, the less you say, the bigger things happen.

As a super journalist, Rita was stunned. She immediately knew how serious this matter was.

It is even possible to be written into the history of magic.

"Why are you telling me this?" Rita said nonchalantly, but in fact she could no longer control her desire to pick up the pen.

This is big news!

"I want you to report on this matter, but not only on the surface of the incident, but on digging into its core, pointing the finger directly at the Ministry of Magic and Cornelius Fudge, and overturning Fudge's incompetence and wrong policies since he came to power.

Come out again and write him down as Si Xing

Brutal pig. You want to use words to ignite the entire magical world's dissatisfaction with Fudge, and lead readers to think about three questions: What? Why? What to do? I believe what Merlin said: Sometimes a pen kills more people than a wand.

ruthless."

"At the same time, slightly click on Comrade Dumbledore's name at the end of the article. Write about the old man's sadness and helplessness when facing the Dementors. You should write it as if you saw it with your own eyes, and praise the old man for effectively organizing the rescue operation afterwards.

, has the responsibility of a great magician. Just a few words will suffice, do you understand?"

After Harry finished speaking, he looked at Rita quietly.

The image of Rita made him frown. Her hair was in weird curls, she was wearing a pair of glasses studded with jewels, her fingers were thick, her nails were two inches long, she was painted red, and she was wrapped in a coat.

She wore a white bath towel, exposing her white arms and thighs.

Harry felt that she looked like a star, Marilyn Monroe.

It's just a low-end version.

Rita thought about Harry's suggestion for a moment, and a spicy article was already taking shape in her mind, which would definitely become her pinnacle work, but she smiled and said, "I won't write it."

She is a smart person, and she has a great say in the "Daily Prophet", but she also knows that the "Daily Prophet" is just a media organization in the magical world.

If the Ministry of Magic really wanted to forcefully control the Daily Prophet, it would not be difficult.

She has scolded many people in newspapers, but in reality she has been moderate, and she will not say anything that really touches the bottom line.

This is why the big shots can tolerate her.

Therefore, she would not do anything that directly criticizes Minister Fudge and has a clear political stance.

Who is Fudge? Although his status seems to be unstable now, he is still a leader in the magic world.

When she, a little reporter, went to meet a powerful minister, wasn't that the old birthday girl who hanged herself - was she too impatient to live?

"Why did you come to me? Other reporters, newspapers, too."

Harry didn't react when he heard her rejection.

Instead, he replied seriously: "First of all, the Daily Prophet is my first choice. It is famous enough and is the most authoritative newspaper in the British wizarding world. Secondly, if I go to other second-rate media to talk about this matter, except for The Quibbler,

"That book and periodical is considered nonsense. I'm afraid no one dares to report it. Even if it is reported, it will not cause any waves. Thirdly, you are very capable of talking nonsense. I believe you will write something that will make people laugh.

Here comes the article about Fudge vomiting blood."

When Rita heard Harry talking about her like this, she was not angry at all, but felt proud.

She took it as a compliment.

She was about to say: But no matter what you say, I can't agree to it.

Then I heard Harry say: "Also, do you think I am discussing with you?"

Rita felt funny: "Can't you do anything else to me?"

Suddenly a feeling of suffocation surrounded Rita, and Rita felt like she couldn't move a finger.

She looked at the thirteen-year-old boy in front of her with fear, and saw Harry raising his left hand, which was white and slender, with a bright red ring on his finger.

Harry waved slightly.

A wound suddenly opened on Rita's arm, and a drop of blood was squeezed out, as if it were weightless in space, and flew towards Harry's hand.

Then it is absorbed by the ring.

Rita felt as if her soul was living somewhere else and being controlled by someone.

Harry mentally explored the ring and smiled slightly.

really……

This thing left by Salazar Slytherin can not only be used to control basilisks, but also all other beings with souls.

This is much simpler and more convenient than the Imperius Curse.

The feeling of being squeezed and oppressed by space suddenly disappeared, Rita gasped for air, and then...

"Here comes the wand."

A slender wand flew into Rita's hand.

pity……

She hasn't uttered a spell yet.

The pain of the soul being torn apart appears.

"Bang." The wand fell on the glass coffee table.

Rita no longer had any thoughts in her mind, she could only feel pain and pain.

Endless pain.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

"It hurts! Don't do it!"

Rita held her head and rolled around on the carpet in pain.

"... Please spare me! Ah... uh..." Soon, she begged for mercy.

Harry was indifferent, at least he had to give her a deep enough memory.

Harry leaned back on the sofa and said ruthlessly: "Scream, no matter how loud you scream, no one will hear you!"

"The louder you scream, the more excited I get!"

As Harry said this, he was thinking about Astoria: I don't know if Astoria is awake or not. Without me as a toy pillow, she would not be able to sleep peacefully.

Slowly, Rita's voice became smaller and smaller, her spirit was close to collapse, and her eyes were dull. After a while, she would be like Neville's parents, who would be tortured to madness.

Harry asked calmly: "What am I to you?"

Rita seemed to hear the sound of nature. She struggled to crawl and crawled to Harry's feet. She humbly said: "I...you are my girlfriend..."

"ah!"

"You are... my most noble master..." She kissed the toe of Harry's shoe with a pained face.

Harry let the pain inflicted on Rita disappear.

Rita's body was convulsing all the time, and she moaned in pain.

She crawled to the corner of the sofa, curled up, and looked at Harry timidly. Her eyes were red and her hair was messy, as if Harry had done something to her.

She will never forget the pain Harry caused her.

She might not even have the courage to look directly at Harry in the future. Harry is more cruel than the devil.

Harry said: "What did I say?"

Rita trembled and said: "Everything must be obeyed by the master..."

Harry said: "I have read many of your articles..."

Rita felt a little proud at this moment for some reason: "It turns out that the master values ​​me so much..."

"But I found a big shortcoming..." Harry said.

Rita forgot to breathe for a moment. She was dissatisfied because this was a slander against her professional field, even though she was scared to death of the person in front of her.

But she didn't dare to say anything.

Harry didn't care what Rita was thinking, he said: "You are good at making up nonsense and creating rumors to cause trouble, but you are not good at alarmism and attracting attention."

"Try using these titles for your article tomorrow."

"Shocked! The Ministry of Magic 'connived' the dementors to massacre Hogwarts students!"

"Shocked! The devil is reaching out to young girls aged 11 to 18! Men were silent and women blushed!"

"Shocked! The hand of darkness is more powerful than the Death Eaters - the Ministry of Magic!"

Even though she knew the place was inappropriate, Rita still couldn't help but open her mouth.

She was trembling all over, not from fear of Harry, but from excitement.

Harry's two simple words seemed to open a door to a new world for her.

Harry became a god in her heart.

"Put your clothes on." Harry frowned, disturbing Rita's thoughts.

Just as Rita was rolling around, she had already untied her bath towel to one side and was completely naked.

"Yes." Upon hearing Harry's command, Rita's body trembled.

But when she crawled past Harry's feet, she suddenly stopped. She knelt on the ground with a flattering smile: "Master, do you need..."

…

"Crack!"

Harry disappeared again.

If it weren't for the pain in her soul reminding her, Rita would almost have thought this was a nightmare.

She covered the left side of her fair and tender face with a red five-finger handprint, her eyes blank.

It seemed that Harry's cold words filled with disgust still rang in the room: "You covet my body, you are despicable!"

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Note: Based on my 2k habit, the updates in the past two days should be regarded as supplementary chapters.