Little Hangleton Butcher? Is it a dark wizard attack, or an uncontrollable demonic nature! 》

In the photo, it is like sticky plasma, hanging on the wall and flowing in the newspaper, which only adds a bit of bloody and weird atmosphere, making the protagonist in the photo more like an evil and cunning person.

Just like a headline that looks objective but is actually very targeted, the content of the report also looks objective, but in fact it is full of bias.

"I hope that Mr. Potter can actively cooperate with the Ministry of Magic to find out the truth about this matter, instead of relying on his identity and Professor Dumbledore's majesty to vaguely fool this matter."

"What the wizarding world needs is order, not a few powerful wizards who indulge themselves and manipulate wizards at will."

In and out of the words, they are all hinting that this matter may not be a "dark wizard kidnapping case", and they are all hinting that Mr. Potter is unwilling to cooperate with the Ministry of Magic's investigation.

Although this is indeed the case.

"How did they get the picture?" Hermione ripped the Daily Prophet, frowning, puzzled.

She was most concerned about this matter.

There is a difference between having photos to support it and not having it.

"Fake." Harry's tone was calm.

Hermione was stunned.

Other whispering and whispering wizards in the lounge gathered around.

Harry explained, "I cast the Weather Charm last night and the land was muddy, but the land in the picture was just splashed with water. ”

"And height."

"I'm five and four-fifths of a foot now, and the one in the photo is only five and seven-tenths tall, a little shorter than me."

The little wizards looked at him with something wrong.

Wait a minute

Here are the photos!

How can you still tell your height from the photo?

Hermione nodded in agreement, "Indeed, the Hogwarts school crest is the same size on the student's robe no matter what age it is, if you use it as a reference and calculate it"

She waved her wand, and the quill scribbled down a large string of numbers on the parchment, eventually arriving at a number accurate to the last four decimal places, starting with "173" and nearly a half and a half inches shorter than Harry.

The little wizards had a headache to watch.

Are they really serious wizards?

How can any wizard solve a problem in this way?

"The blood on the ground is also wrong." Harry continued, "In my experience, human blood isn't so viscous, it feels like syrup mixed with color. ”

The little wizards had complicated eyes.

experience

I always think this word is amazing.

"The most important thing is the corpse on the ground." Harry pointed to the stumps on the ground, "I didn't cut them that much, most of them were fatal with one slash, and even if I slashed twice, I would go for the deadly part." ”

"How could it be possible to chop them up like house-elves cooking."

Speaking of which, Harry paused: "They just reproduced a similar scene based on the impressions they had seen last night and used it as the front page of the newspaper. ”

"So what the newspapers say is true?" Seamus's voice trembled a little.

Harry didn't answer him, but asked rhetorically, "Do you believe in the Ministry of Magic, or do you trust me?" ”

One is the Ministry of Magic, which is far away and looks a little unreliable.

One is the little lion king of the Lion House, the successor of Gryffindor and the Lion House.

"Believe in you, of course." Before Seamus could think, his body and subconscious manipulated his mouth to say what was in his heart.

"We believe in you too! Harry! The little wizard in the third year shouted.

The same goes for the upperclassmen.

"Thankfully, we persuaded Mom not to go to the Ministry of Magic." George was apprehensive, "If we work with a bunch of idiots, we're going to be Sirius." ”

Fred giggled.

"Who wrote this article?" Neville looked back and forth, "Skeeterskeeter, she shouldn't have the guts?" ”

He remembered what Harry had said to himself the previous night - Skeeter had been told Harry.

Hermione also flipped through it, but the one she had in her hand didn't have the signature of the editor of the report.

Some people firmly believe that Rita Skeeter must have the guts to do so - she even dared to scold Professor Dumbledore, and even gave reports from the Quidditch World Cup to back it up.

It has been suggested that Rita Skeeter could not have done such a thing, and since the Quidditch World Cup, she has never scolded Harry again, and has always tried to avoid mentioning him, and occasionally mentioning it is always good.

It's just the opposition, thinking it's Skeeter looking at Hogwarts' face.

They were very noisy.

Until, an owl flew in, a newspaper owl raised by the Daily Prophet, and towards Harry, not the newspaper, but a letter.

On the envelope, it reads, "To Mr. Harry Potter, your most faithful Rita Skeeter." ”

The font reveals a strong "flattery" flavor.

Harry opened the letter.

The letter was brief, a letter of commitment from Rita Skeeter, who assured Harry that she had not written the headline article in the Daily Prophet.

And she had stopped it, but it was an order from Fudge, and even she couldn't stop it.

"Barnabas Gufe?" Harry spat a name out of his mouth.

The other little wizards were stunned.

"What's wrong with him?" George pulled his hand off Jordan Lee's butt and got a dozen fireworks along the way.

"He wrote the article." Harry shook the letter in his hand.

Fred raised his hand high: "I know him, Gufe is the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, he raised Rita Skeeter, and he excavated Lockhart. ”

"Sure enough, it's a no-nonsense style." Harry sighed softly.

He brushed the letter aside.

Hermione picked it up and read it carefully, trying to find any useful information in the article, which was less than two hundred words long.

The last days of the school year.

The whole school is enveloped in a peculiar atmosphere.

Gryffindor was Harry's most loyal supporters, believing in Harry and scoffing at the contents of the Daily Prophet, and the Hufflepuffs were initially a little confused.

However, after Cedric talked to Harry, he also chose to believe Harry.

The badgers believe in Cedric.

The Ravenclaws wavered in their attitude, preferring to believe Harry - after all, Harry never disguised himself as a four-year classmate, and would not pretend to be a polite and gentle "pseudo-gentleman".

His poisonous tongue is the same as that of Professor Snape.

However, they also supported the Daily Prophet's view, after all, the Ministry of Magic only hoped that Mr. Potter would cooperate with the investigation, rather than label him a "criminal".

Fudge's mind in magic and knowledge may not be enough.

But he does have some ability to play with office methods, and he can jump accurately in the range of flirting and not completely flirting.

Rita Skeeter wrote several rebuttals to Harry.

It's a pity that it's only in the most inconspicuous corner of the Daily Prophet.

The Slytherins did not pass up the opportunity to trumpet Potter's "evil", although in some ways they admired the "Potter" described by Fudge.

But Gryffindor is Gryffindor.

The last three days.

The culture of the professors, who had struggled to maintain it for an entire academic year, finally collapsed.

Students from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons get a glimpse of Hogwarts at its most real—the Slytherin and Gryffindor fights.

There are several times a day.

At the Quidditch pitch, by the Black Lagoon, in the courtyard.

Even next to Beauxbatons' carriage, on Durmstrang's shipwreck.

Professor McGonagall wondered how the group of young wizards had managed to do this.

Hagrid's complexion gradually improved.

Not only because the school year was coming to an end, and he had to ask Professors Granger and Potter for language classes, but also because he had successfully published his first paper, the first in Fantastic Beasts.

"On how to hybridize two species of magical creatures."

And, most crucially, the author's signature: "A new generation of Fantastic Beasts masters, Hogwarts Conservation Wizard Beasts Professor, Rubeus Hagrid!" ”

Hagrid was effortlessly recognized as a "Master Fantastic Beasts".

In the beginning, the editors of Fantastic Beasts were still a little biased - they could tell at a glance that Hagrid had giant blood, and wizards were always prejudiced and discriminated against subhuman races.

But when they came over and experienced Hagrid's class in person.

Seeing him tame the Thestrals like good children, tear off their wings, and go into detail, you can get the kindness of the unicorn herd, break their hooves, press their heads, and introduce the hoof prints and horn textures to the students.

Even able to communicate well with the centaur tribe.

They immediately dismissed all objections.

If anyone who can achieve this level is not qualified to be called a "Master of Fantastic Beasts", who else can be called a "Master of Fantastic Beasts"?

Even Scamander had a hard time doing it.

In the author's column, Hagrid hesitated again and again, but still did not escape his "half-blood giant" bloodline, which was generously displayed in the author's introduction.

Like Harry said.

As long as he performs well enough, no one cares about these trivial things.

Hagrid rushed to take the magazine and went to Madame Maxim to confess - unsurprisingly, he was rejected again.

Only this time, the result was slightly better, and Hagrid was not completely rejected.

Ms. Maxim's response to him was that he still knew a little little about this year, and hoped that he would have the opportunity to learn more about them, and they were all still young.

Although they were both sixty or seventy years old, judging by the age of the half-blood giants, they were still in their youth.

The school year dinner kicked off in a group fight between Gryffindor and Slytherin.

The students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang did not leave, and they got involved.

This also seems to be the summary dinner of the "Triwizard Tournament".

Ms. Maxim and Umbridge were also there, except for two missing, Ludo Bagman and Durmstrang's headmaster, Karkaroff.

The two of them disappeared completely.

There's one more chapter in the evening!

(End of chapter)