Chapter 931 (1/2)

”Don't say anything extra, Rita...” Van Lin said coldly that although Rita's ability was there, her and Hermione's non-treatment was written on her face.

”Good good...” Rita was impatient, ”although you have the ability, but in this respect, obviously I am better at it, or you will not put me back to the prophet's daily.”

”Prophet daily? You're not fired? ” Asked Harry, incredulous.

”There is nothing to compromise between interests and values.” Rita said, it looked a little upset, ”Okay, we don't say this, before that...”

Rita said, looking at Harry from her glasses, adding, ”how do you feel, Harry? Betrayed? Crazy? ”Misunderstood?”

”He's certainly angry,” Hermione said, with a stiff, clear voice. ”Because he told the minister the truth, and the minister was like an idiot who was not willing to believe him at all.”

Rita didn't speak, lowered her glasses and stared at Harry, as if she wanted to see him through, her fingers moving away from the leather bag button.

”The nonsense you and Dumbledore told everyone about the return of mysterious people, and that you are the only witness?”

”I'm not the only witness,” Harry cried. ”There are dozens of Death Eaters. Do you want their names?”

Rita took a breath, groped in her bag, and stared at him as if Harry was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

”A big headline: 'Porter's complaint.” A headline, ”Harry Potter points out the Death Eaters among us.”. Then, next, take a picture of you, ”Harry Potter, 15, the boy who survived the mystery man, charged with outrage yesterday against some famous wizards as death eaters.” The cheerful expression on her face disappeared, with a pen in her hand and half open mouth.

”But of course,” she said, staring at Hermione with her pen down, ”the magistrate didn't want the story to be published, right?”

”In fact,” Hermione smiled sweetly, ”and that's what the magistrate wants to do.” Rita stared at her and then looked at Van Lin. but her decision to let Hermione take charge of it surprised Rita, and Harry and Luna stared at Hermione.

Hermione, however, gently hum the tune ”Weasley is our king” and stir her drink with a cocktail onion on a stick.

Rita asked in a quiet voice, ”are you sure?”

”Yes,” Hermione said. ”About the truth, in all its aspects. Just like Harry is writing. He will give you all the details, the names of the undecided Death Eaters he sees, and he will tell you that Voldemort looks like - Oh, hold on, ”she said scornfully, throwing a napkin at the table, and Rita jumped up and knocked the whiskey glass over her when she mentioned Voldemort's name. Rita's untidy raincoat was dirty in front of her, but she still stared at Hermione.

Then Rita said frankly, ”the prophet's daily won't be published. You may not notice that no one believes his absurd story. Everyone thinks it's his illusion. Now, if you let me write - ”br >

we don't need to write a story about Harry's missing toys!” Hermione said angrily.

”We have a lot of it, thank you! I want him to have a chance to tell the truth! ” ”Rita said coldly.