Chapter 168: Mysterious Miss Granger

Rita Skeeter's article about the top three is finally published.
It can be seen that she ignored the Maca, which should be a large book, to the greatest extent. In this article, the information about Maca is limited to one name.
Correspondingly, Harry is a little bit unavoidable-this is not so much a report of the situation of the hegemony, but a description of Harry's personal life.
A large part of the first page of the newspaper was occupied by a single photo of Harry, and the entire article was covered with second, sixth, and seventh editions, all about Harry.
The above content is of course false, but it has to be said that those things seem to be eye-catching and can cause all kinds of misunderstandings to people who don't know.
As for Fleur Delacour of Boothbatten, her name and Maca were squeezed into the last line of the article, and even the name was misspelled.
When it comes to the specific content of the article, in addition to those unexplained speculations and strange descriptions, some of them are very sensitive to He.
Rita Skeeter wrote:
"... Harry finally found his first love in Hogwarts. His close friend Colin Creevey said that Harry was inseparable from a girl named Hermione Granger-that's right She is the fourth famous warrior in this tournament. Miss Granger is amazingly beautiful. She was born in a Muggle family. Like Harry, she is also one of the top students in the school. "
This narrative is not too news, presumably Rita Skeeter wants to give the article a little pink lace to make it look more gimmicky.
It was just one of countless everyday things about Harry's life, but it made Hermione completely intolerable.
If it was in the past, she might just ignore it-it's not true anyway, it doesn't matter to her. But now, after she discovered her mind, the text became very eye-catching.
"Amazing beauty? She?" After Rita's article was published, Slytherin's Pansy Parkinson grotesquely said when she first met Hermione. A rat? "
"Be quiet, Pansy!" Exaggerated another girl. "She's the savior's girlfriend!"
Then the Slytherin girls giggled.
Hermione was shaking with anger, but when she heard this, the first thing she did was look around. The girls in Slytherin laughed even more when they saw her guilty conscience.
"Harry and I are just friends!" Hermione yelled angrily, and left quickly.
She couldn't let Maca hear these unreasonable rumors, even though she thought that Maca would not believe such nonsense. but……
"Oh-what's wrong with me, I need to calm down." Hermione retracted into the bedroom again, and she decided not to go out if it wasn't necessary.
What if someone makes fun of her again ... If someone calls her "Savior's Girlfriend" again, she happens to run into Maca ... What should I do?
Hermione felt that she had been panicking lately, which was a bit bad. Apparently Maka had reminded her to be careful. Now this state ...
"Hmm ..." Hermione scratched her hair anxiously. "It's Maca again."
...
On the Saturday before the start of the first project, the school approved students in grade 3 and above to visit Hogsmeade Village. Hermione told Harry that going outside the castle might make him feel better.
In fact, Harry couldn't wait to go out and relax, without having to persuade her.
"But, what about Ron?" He asked, "don't you want to go with him?"
"Oh ... so ..." Hermione blushed slightly. "I think you can meet him in three broom taverns ..."
"No way! I don't want to ... wait," Harry said strangely. "Aren't you going with me?"
"No, I ... I have a little more to do." Hermione said indifferently.
"What's the matter?" Harry said, "I can do it with you, you know, I just want to relax, nothing else."
"No!"
Hermione shouted subconsciously, and was startled again by her voice. She looked around, and then continued: "No, I mean ... something I can do alone ..."
But Harry said dumbly: "Then I'll be alone again ... that's awesome!"
Hermione looked up helplessly, she thought for a while, then reluctantly said: "Okay okay ... then you must keep quiet, don't ask anything!"
She repeated her tone, "Remember, ask nothing!"
"Why--" Harry asked subconsciously halfway, seeing Hermione's anger immediately appearing on his face, and he couldn't help but slap the words back into his stomach.
"I don't ask, I don't ask anything." He changed his words immediately.
In this way, Harry put on his invisibility cloak in the dormitory, came downstairs, and set out with Hermione to Hogsmeade.
Harry felt particularly relaxed under the cloak.
As they walked into the village, Harry watched other students walk past them. Although none of his nasty remarks came to his face, no one quoted the stupid article.
But Harry found out that many people were watching Hermione pointing.
"What are they talking about--"
"Don't talk, don't ask anything!" Hermione quickly blocked Harry's question back.
They soon came to the door of the Duke Bee's Candy Store, and they would definitely go there every time they returned to Hogsmeade. But this time, Hermione skipped here without looking, and went on.
Harry really wanted to ask why, but because of the first two times, he finally held back.
When they passed by the Joko Magic Joke Store again, Harry found that Hermione stopped at the entrance of the Fengya Wizarding Clothing Store.
"Wait here!" Hermione whispered the sentence, and hurried in like a gust of wind.
Harry stood at the door, blinking inexplicably, and looked inwardly in puzzlement.
"Uh ... I'm still wearing a cloak of invisibility, she can't see it." He froze in place, after all, he couldn't hold back his curiosity and carefully followed the door.
"jingle--"
A sudden doorbell made Harry slam his foot.
"bad!"
He didn't dare to breathe, but the next second, he was hit by something.
"Oh! What's ahead?" A voice came from behind Harry, and he hurried forward two steps, hiding behind a vertical hanger with a coat.
At the same time, Hermione, who was talking to the owner at the store, hurried to the door-she thought Harry had sneaked in!
But what she saw was a middle-aged witch.
"Oh ... ma'am, what's wrong with you?" Hermione said, taking a closer look from side to side.
"Well ... it's okay, thank you." The witch smiled, and looked at the door with a doubt, before she went inside.
"Harry, did you come in?" Hermione asked softly, but she didn't get an answer.
Of course Harry wouldn't say a word. If he spoke now, he would be wasting the coincidence. Besides, no one would come forward and scold themselves, would they?
However, Hermione suddenly turned her head and grabbed Harry.
"How do you know--" Harry lowered his voice in surprise.
But Hermione didn't explain to him at all, she opened the store door and pushed Harry directly.
"Will your coat hang up when it's on a hanger ..." she muttered quietly, and hurried back to the store.
"She wants to buy clothes?" Harry stood outside the door, looking at the clothes displayed in the window, wonderingly, "But ... the clothes look expensive here."
After a while, Hermione finally came out.
The two walked in silence for a while, and eventually Harry couldn't help talking.
"That ... sorry, just now--"
"Don't talk!" Hermione said angrily, "Well, please take off the invisibility cloak for a while, no one here will bother you."
"Oh, really?" Harry said, "look at you."
Rita Skeeter and her photographer friend have just come out of three broom taverns. They whispered something and walked past Hermione without looking at her.
Instead, Hermione clenched her fists and glared angrily at her back.
Fearing that Rita Skeeter's crocodile leather bag would hit him, Harry quickly ducked under the wall of the Duke of Honey's candy store.
After the two left, Harry said, "She's still in the village. I dare say she will come to watch the first game."
As soon as he said it, he felt a flash of panic in his heart, but he didn't say it.
He always felt that Hermione seemed reluctant to think about it.
"She's gone," Hermione said, her eyes penetrating Harry, looking at the end of the street. "Let's go to the three broom taverns for a glass of butter beer. It's a bit cold, isn't it?"
Harry didn't talk, she felt as if she were talking to the air.
"Just go drink and you don't have to talk to Ron!" She said anxiously, guessing why he didn't speak.
The three broom bistros were full of people, mainly Hogwarts students, all enjoying this afternoon's freedom, but there were also many magical people who Harry rarely saw elsewhere.
It is worth mentioning that they saw Maca in the corner. At this moment, he was chatting casually with the Minister of Magic Fudge, holding a large glass of butter beer in his hand.
"... don't worry, you've done all that you need to do, and then just wait." Maca raised his glass at Fudge, and said calmly.