Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 741: Between the tables

　　"...Mr. McLean, isn’t this not the same as what we said...it’s not the same? The champion of the alchemy contest became the attacker, the award ceremony of the International Wizarding Federation was forced to be postponed, Nico. Le May’s alchemy legacy is temporarily suspended... What about my first-day exclusive collection? When will I be able to..."

　　Because the old witch of the African delegation was plotting mischief at Hogwarts, she was still the champion of this event, so a series of subsequent matters had to be temporarily suspended.

　　 The next morning, Rita Skeeter, a special writer for the Daily Prophet, who had made a small transaction with Maca, reappeared. It is said that she was quick after learning the news. Came here.

　　The so-called media is to take advantage of the heat of the event to grab first-hand information, so as to maximize the benefits of real-time news.

　　, you should know that the income of a successful guest writer like her from writing articles is closely linked to the sales volume of the newspapers that published her text. If some accidents caused the popularity of the subject matter itself to continue to decline, it would be equivalent to continuously deducting her income!

　　 So, not long after Fairch opened the door early this morning, this Ms. Skeeter came to visit right away... No, maybe it’s more appropriate to say that it’s "door-to-door entanglement"?

　　 I thought a lot about Ravenclaw’s follow-up test last night, and then I stayed in the Maren’s Cave and spent most of the night arranging the Maca of the Rune Array until the breakfast time was about to end. Come out of the office.

　　 As soon as he opened the door, he saw the reporter Rita Skeeter who was pushing the thin-framed glasses, and then he was completely smeared by the lady whose lips looked like a monkey **** and followed all the way to the side of the auditorium. The entrance of the gallery.

　　 "Ms. Skeeter, haven't I said everything? I promised you, I won't break my promise, but now this can only be said to be an accident that no one wants to see."

　　Maca stood by the door and explained helplessly to Rita Skeeter, and this was probably the third time he had said these things.

　　 "We can only sit still and wait," he continued to appease, "After the International Wizards’ Federation conducts the interrogation of the parties, and after the written verdict is officially released, the follow-up process will be made in accordance with the Federation. Adjust accordingly..."

At this point, Maca paused for a while before spreading out his hands and saying: "So, wait a minute! At least Mr. Le May’s inheritance is impossible to cancel, that is, you will sooner or later. A copywriter who gets first-hand material."

　　 "Oh, I know that too, but—"

　　 Skeeter still feels very unwilling to himself, after all, this is related to her a lot of Jin Jialong!

　　 "Mr. McLean..."

　　 Rita Skeeter is a woman who usually has a domineering attitude, even when facing a high-status figure, she doesn’t keep her voice low. Coupled with her report that is gimmicky and disregarding the truthfulness, there are many people who hate her.

　　 When it comes to her own income, she would show such a real distress?

　　 Maca looked at Skeeter's face covered with thick foundation, and looked at the eagerness and helplessness in her eyes. The originally dull mood was refreshed a lot.

　　 "Occasionally watching the pain of others, it seems that it feels good..." He suddenly felt that he seemed to have an urge to laugh, "At least I can relieve myself?"

　　 "Well, Ms. Skeeter," after a little thought, Maca continued, "Let's do it! I'll write a letter for you. You take the letter to the Minister of Magic, Mr. Scrimgeour , He may be able to arrange for you to meet the person involved in the attack and take a photo..."

　　 While talking, he took the note board and shorthand quill that Rita Skeeter carried with him directly into his hand, and then began to write casually.

　　"If you’re lucky, you might be able to seize this opportunity before the Ministry of Magic transfers the prisoner to the Federation. I think you understand that once she is sent to the Federation, the quarantine level will be again. Ascend, it’s almost impossible for you wizard media to see her in advance..."

　　 Makar quickly wrote the content on the note board and signed it. When he reached out and grabbed it, the piece of paper was automatically torn off from the top and folded horizontally and vertically into an envelope.

　　"But please also pay attention to what can be written and what cannot be written...I believe a senior writer like you should be able to distinguish clearly."

　　 After that, he handed the letter to Rita Skeeter, who hurriedly accepted it.

　　 "I'm going to have breakfast..." Maca handed back the note board and quill to her again, and then shrugged, "Well, I want to try today's pan-fried ham with me. Is it? Yorkshire oak smoked, it tastes very good!"

　　 "Ah, no...no..." Skeeter hurriedly grabbed the letter and ran to the front entrance of the castle. At the moment when every second counts, "Sir, I wish you a happy meal..."

　　The champion of the event turned into an attacker overnight, and the object of the attack was the provider of the prize. This must be quite eye-catching news.

　　 Yes, I am afraid that the media in the global magic world will realize this in the first time.

　　 It’s a pity, because the incident is unusual, it’s not easy to interview that special prisoner—our Minister of Magic, he doesn’t even want a single accident to happen again, so how could he let the wizard go? How about the media going out of the way?

　　 "Wish I have a nice meal?" Maca glanced at Skeeter's back, then turned and walked into the auditorium, "Then you have to be happy too..."

　　 He provided Rita Skeeter with this interview opportunity, which is actually equivalent to giving Hogwarts another opportunity to show off, and it can be regarded as squeezing the last few points of this event in the United Kingdom. The waste heat.

　　 However, this is not enough to make him happy.

　　 "Professor McLean——" "Good morning Professor!" "Hey, McLean——"

　　 As soon as he entered the auditorium, students of all grades greeted him. Last night, he moved back with such a large stone monument. Although the little wizards he actually saw were not too many, some people actually saw it.

　　 Of course, Professor McGonagall can’t allow them to pass on this matter casually, and the discussion must be conducted in private.

　　 However, this does not prevent them from being curious about Maca again.

　　 is actually an old witch attacking others in the school. No matter how big a disturbance is set off in the outside world, it doesn't seem to arouse much discussion among the little wizards.

　　 "Well, good morning everyone."

　　 Just as Maca passed the side aisle and went all the way to the faculty seat in front of the auditorium, Alexander on the Gryffindor table was surrounded by a large group of people.

　　 Last night, both he and Ens were taken back to the principal’s office by Professor McGonagall, and they were both severely punished. As for the deduction of college points, it is actually secondary.

　　 And now, Alexander is busy telling what he saw and heard last night, because he is one of the few witnesses who has seen the whole story!

　　 "Harry, you said... What exactly is the'big black stone tablet' that Alexander said?"

　　Beside the group of people, Ron was dining with Harry one after another, and Alexander's narration came intermittently in his ears, as well as the messy noise of other classmates.

　　 "How do I know..." Harry shook his head, "How many times have we figured out what Maca is doing? Don't think about it, Maca will handle it anyway..."

　　 "Harry!"

　　 was still Hermione sitting in the old seat opposite them. Seeing Harry say this, she immediately raised her head and glared while eating.

　　"Who is Maca from us?" Hermione ordered a plate with a fork and said with a serious face, "He is our friend, understand? Harry and Ron, you turn your heads to see Ma Card, look at his expression—"

　　Of course they understand what Hermione means, but...

　　 "I said," Ron didn't look at it, but instead said with a gloomy expression. "There is nothing to tell from Maca's expression. Didn't we know this a long time ago?"

　　 Harry raised his head and glanced in the direction of the faculty seat, but in fact, as Ron said, Maca was as gentle and calm as usual from beginning to end, with nothing to see.

　　 "Did you not find out? As long as he thinks more time~IndoMTL.com~, it means that he must have encountered something difficult to solve..."

　　 "Oh, you are so careful to observe!"

　　While Ron let out an inexplicable emotion, Harry pondered: "Since the last time the clue was interrupted, the Horcrux search has made no progress at all..."

　　"So, what we are going to do now, shouldn’t we continue to improve ourselves? Recently, I have become very proficient in the silent spell technique. If our cooperation is strengthened, I think we can really help Maca Are you busy?"

　　 "...I hope so!" Hermione hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

　　 "Don't worry! Our efforts for such a long time are not all in vain," Harry couldn't help but continue to encourage him, "And...Hermione, don't be too anxious..."

　　 Harry and Ron couldn't help feeling worried when they thought of Hermione's anomaly last time, for fear that she would not pay attention anymore.

　　 "Thank you, I know."

　　In the moment when the three of them were silent involuntarily, a person walked in at the entrance of the side corridor of the auditorium. He paused at the door, and after a glance in the direction of the staff seat, he started again and walked straight there like a gust of wind.

　　 "Snape?" Ron whispered, "Look at his serious, what's wrong?"

　　

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