Chapter 932 (1/2)

In fact, it's certainly not possible for Rita to write for free.

So in private, Fanlin promised Rita a reward that was in line with the report, and promised that if Rita had the ability to make the report appear in more information channels, Rita could also get the corresponding remuneration according to the value.

In enough Jin Jialong temptation, Rita is still very hard, but for others, this should be the biggest breakthrough in the counterattack.

This can't help but make Fanlin look at it. The whole incident was planned by Hermione. Because Fudge's action and the plan to intervene in the prophet's daily have been abandoned by lupin and Fanlin, but Hermione can still find Rita useful places. Although the audience is small, there will always be people who believe in her.

Luna said vaguely that she didn't know how long Rita's interview with Harry would appear in wizard weekly. What her father wanted was a long, fascinating article about the recent harassment.

”- of course, it's going to be a very important story, so Harry will have to wait a while to see his article published.” Luna said.

Harry did not find it a pleasant experience to talk about the night of Voldemort's resurrection. Rita forced him to provide every tiny detail. He told her all he could think of. He knew it was a rare opportunity to tell the truth of the world. He imagines people's reaction, guessing that a considerable number of people will think that he is indeed crazy, and that his article is published next to a bunch of nonsense about invisible and non-existent species.

But Bellatrix's escape from prison with her accomplices gives Harry a strong desire to do something, whether it's useful or not.

”I can't wait to see Umbridge's reaction to your article!” At dinner on Monday night, Dean exclaimed in awe. Next to him, Seymour was holding chicken and ham pie, but Harry knew he was listening.

”You did the right thing, Harry.” Neville sat opposite, pale, but said in a low voice, ”it must be hard to talk about it, isn't it?”

”Yes,” Harry muttered, ”but people have to know what Voldemort can do, right?”

”That's right,” Neville nodded. ”And his Death Eater. People should know.”

Neville began to eat his baked potatoes again. Seymour raised his head, but when he met Harry's gaze, he quickly lowered his head to look at his plate.

After a while Dean, Seymour, and Neville went back to the common room, leaving Harry, vaseline and Hermione waiting for Ron. Ron hasn't come to dinner yet because of Quidditch practice.

Chou Chang and her friend Marita walked into the hall. Harry felt uncomfortable, but instead of looking at Gryffindor's table, she sat down with her back to him.

”Oh, yes I forgot to ask you, ”Hermione opened her mouth, as if reluctantly, glancing at Ravenclaw's table, and then happily asked,” how was your date with Cho? Why did you come back so early? ”

”Well, then,” Harry pulled over a plate of bread and took some, ”it's a complete mess.”

Then he told her what had happened in Madame padev's teahouse.