Chapter 239: Rita Skeeter!

Somewhere in London.
A house that Muggles have never seen.
Rita Skeeter, a special correspondent for the Daily Prophet, is her home.
Rita Skeeter’s reputation is so loud that she annoys and curses everyone who knows her—except for the editor-in-chief of The Daily Prophet.
Because she never knew where she heard the news from the gossip, and then deliberately exaggerated the facts of the news and slander others.
Rita Skeeter does not serve anyone, she is just herself.
She seems to have a hatred for the entire world, likes to criticize everything in the magic world, and likes to speculate on others with the greatest maliciousness.
Whether it is a good person or a wicked person, in her writings are all villains who are good at disguising. It seems that only she is the white lotus that is out of the mud.
She is a complete conspirator.
All the big names in the magic world are the targets of her attacks, and she has also written about Harry Ghide Lockhart, professor of the Black Magic Defense class in the second grade of Harry.
She called him a liar, and every time she saw him with eight teeth, she thought she had a charming smile and wanted to vomit. Those housewives who were fascinated by him were a group of mindless goods.
Later, the Ministry of Magic Auror received a report from the Chaoyang masses and arrested Lockhart.
Then the Daily Prophet published the critical article that Rita had written before, so others called her "with the prophet."
Rita Skeeter also has a "magic weapon"-a dark green shorthand quill pen.
This pen has its own ideas, and is good at tampering with people's language, and good at adding fuel to vinegar.
It can convert ordinary sentences in Rita's interviews into unrealistic, small-scale sentences that are automatically recorded on paper.
The articles it writes are mostly hype, exaggerating things.
For example, Rita asked a wizard: "Are you a human?"
The wizard answered: "I am."
The shorthand quill will be written on the paper: The so-called wizard said that the magic world is not human except him!
This pen is a perfect match for Rita.
Rita had just come out of the bathroom at this time, and the "Prophet Daily" asked her for a draft. She was wondering if she could write anything other than Sirius.
Because she always writes one thing, which is inconsistent with her professional ethics.
She is not a person who follows the heat, but a person who leads the heat.
When she dried her favorite blond hair, she looked up and found an extra person in the room.
Worthy of being a woman who has seen big winds and waves, she was only surprised at the beginning.
Then he smiled and sat on the sofa opposite the guest, and said, "Isn't this the famous Harry Potter, I don't know what it's worth coming here."
She looked at the door faintly, not knowing how Harry came in.
"One thing you might be interested in." Harry said.
"What?" Rita raised her thin brows. She didn't expect Harry to say such a word to her.
"Today in Hogwarts, hundreds of dementors rushed into the school, trying to absorb the souls of students."
The less the saying goes, the bigger the thing.
Rita, a super journalist, was stunned, and she immediately knew how serious the matter was.
It is even possible to be written into the history of magic.
"What did you say to me?" Rita said carelessly, but she couldn't control her desire to pick up the pen.
This is big news!
"I want you to report on this matter, but not just on the surface of the incident, but to dig deep into its core, pointing the finger at the Ministry of Magic and Cornelius Fudge, turning all the incompetence and wrong policies after Fudge took office. Come out again, and write him as a tyrannical pig. You have to use text to explode the entire magic world's dissatisfaction with Fudge, and lead the reader to think about three questions: What is it? Why? What should I do? I believe what Merlin said : Sometimes the pen is more murderous than the wand."
"At the same time, click on the name of Comrade Dumbledore slightly at the end of the article. Write the sadness and weakness of the old man when facing the dementors. Write as if you saw it with your own eyes, and praise the old man for effectively organizing rescue operations afterwards. , There is the role of a great magician. These, just take a few sentences, just understand?"
After Harry finished speaking, he looked at Rita quietly.
Rita's image made him frown, his hair turned into a weird, curly hair, wearing a pair of jeweled glasses, his fingers were very thick, his nails were two inches long, painted red, and he was wrapped in a A white bath towel reveals 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 that a spicy article had been formed in her mind, which would definitely become her pinnacle, but she smiled and said,
I won’t write.

She is a wise man. She has a great say in the Daily Prophet, but she also knows that the Daily Prophet is just a media organization in the magic world.
If the Ministry of Magic really wants to force the "Prophet Daily", it is not difficult.
She has scolded a lot of people in the newspaper, but in fact they are all kind, and she won't say anything that really touches the bottom line.
This is why those big figures can tolerate her.
So this kind of direct attack on (jie) Minister Fudge, she will not do things with a clear political attitude.
Who is Fudge? Although he is now looking at his position, he is also the leader of the magic world.
Her little reporter went to touch the powerful minister of porcelain. Wasn’t that the old birthday star hanging up-lived impatiently?
"Why are you looking for me? Other reporters, newspapers are also fine."
Harry heard her refusal, and nothing happened.
Instead, he replied seriously: "First, "The Prophet Daily" is my first choice, it is famous enough, the most authoritative newspaper in the British magic world, and second, if I go to other second-rate media to say this, except for "singing the opposite" "The book that is considered nonsense, I am afraid no one dare to report this matter, even if it reports it will not cause any waves. Third, your ability to talk nonsense is very strong, I believe you will write Fudge's article on vomiting blood comes."
Rita was not angry when she heard Harry say this, but she was proud.
She thinks this is a compliment to her.
She was about to say: But no matter what you say, I can't agree.
I heard Harry immediately say, "Also, do you think I am discussing with you?"
Rita was funny: "Can't you do anything to me?"
Suddenly a suffocation surrounded Rita, and Rita felt that she couldn't move a finger.
She looked at the 13-year-old boy in front of her in horror, and saw Harry raising his left hand, his hands white and tender, and a bright red ring on his finger.
Harry waved slightly.
Rita's arm suddenly cracked a wound, and a drop of blood was squeezed out, as if weightless in space, flew to Harry's palm.
Then absorbed by the ring.
Rita felt that her soul seemed to be living elsewhere, under control.
Harry mentally probed into the ring and smiled slightly.
really……
The thing left by Salazar Slytherin is not only used to control the Basilisk, but all other life with soul.
This is much simpler and more convenient than the Soul Charm.
The feeling of being squeezed and squeezed by space suddenly disappeared, Rita breathed heavily, and...
"The wand is flying."
A slender wand flew into Rita's hand.
unfortunately……
She hasn't pronounced a spell yet.
The pain of the torn soul appeared.
"Boom." The wand dropped on the glass coffee table.
Rita no longer had any thoughts in her head, only to feel pain and pain.
Endless pain.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!"
"It hurts! No!"
Rita hugged her head and rolled around painfully on the carpet.
"...Forgive me! Ah...uh..." Soon, she begged for mercy.
Harry was indifferent, at least giving her deep enough memories.
Harry leaned back on the sofa and said mercilessly, "Come on, no matter how loud you call, no one will hear you!"
"The louder you call, the more excited I will be!"
Harry said this, thinking of Astoria in his head: I don't know if Astoria was awake, she didn't sleep well without my toy pillow.
Slowly, Rita's voice was getting smaller and lower, and her spirit was nearly collapsed, her eyes dimmed. After a while, she will be tortured like Neville's parents.
Harry asked faintly: "What am I?"
Rita seemed to hear the sound of nature, she struggled to climb, climbed to the feet of Harry, she humbly said: "I... you are my gift..."
"what!"
"You are... my most honorable master..." She looked pained and kissed the tip of Harry's shoe.
Harry let the pain applied to Rita disappear.
Rita kept cramping all the time, her mouth groaning painfully.
She crawled to the corner of the sofa, curled up, and looked at Harry in awe, her eyes red and her hair messy, as if Harry had taken her away.
The pain that Harry caused her, she will never forget.
She may not even have the courage to look directly at Harry in the future, Harry is more cruel than the devil.
Harry said, "So what do I say?"
Rita shivered and said, "Everything is subject to the master's instructions..."
Harry said, "I've read many of your articles..."
Rita at this time somehow had a trace of pride: "The original owner valued me so much..."
"But I found a big flaw..." Harry said.
Rita forgot to breathe at once, she was dissatisfied in her heart, because it was a slur on her professional field, even if she was afraid of the person in front of her heart.
But she dare not say anything.
Harry didn't care what Rita was thinking, he said: "You're good at making up stories and making rumors, but you're not good at alarmist and eye-catching."
"Try these titles for your article tomorrow."
"Shocked! The Ministry of Magic "Connivance" Dementors massacred Hogwarts students!"
"Shocked! Stretching toward the clutches of the 11~18-year-old girl in flower season! The man heard the silence, the woman blushed!"
"Shock! A darker hand than the Death Eaters-Ministry of Magic!"
Knowing that the place shouldn't be, Rita couldn't help but open her mouth wide.
She shuddered, not because of fear of Harry, but because of excitement.
Harry's simple words seemed to open the door to a new world for her.
Harry rose to God in her heart.
"Put your clothes on." Harry frowned, disturbing Rita's thoughts.
Just as Rita was rolling, she had untied the bath towel to the side and was naked.
"Yes~EbookFREE.me~ Rita shivered when she heard Harry's command.
It's just that when she climbed over Harry's feet, she stopped suddenly. She knelt on the ground with a flattering smile: "Master, do you need..."
...
"Snapped!"
Harry disappeared again.
If not the pain in her soul reminded her, Rita almost thought it was a nightmare.
She clutched a red five-finger handprint on Bai Nen's face on the left, her eyes blank.
It seemed that Harry's icy words in the cold sounded inside the house: "You greedy me, you are cheap!"
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