novelraw Chapter 175 Tall and Handsome
Chapter 175 Tall and Handsome
The moment the portrait of the Fat Lady was opened, the noise coming from the store made Harry almost fall on his back.More than a dozen hands dragged her in at the same time, and before she landed, she was lifted up.
"The champion of Gryffindor is back!" She found herself sitting on Fred and George's shoulders now...
The entire Gryffindor lounge is now a sea of red and gold.Almost everyone, regardless of grade, was celebrating, cheering, screaming and whistling.
"Even if it's not me, at least I'm a member of Gryffindor." Angelia jumped onto the table, reached Harry on the twins' shoulders, and kissed her on the cheek.Angelina passed her 17th birthday, and she also signed up this year...
"Why didn't we expect someone from the senior class to vote for us!" Fred shouted half regretfully, half excitedly, "Anyway, Gryffindor has been withered for so many years, and it's finally time to come out!"
Gryffindor hadn't won the House Cup in ten years, and hadn't been a Quidditch champion since Charlie Weasley graduated. *Being selected as a warrior in the academy is also a rare opportunity to feel proud.
After being put down by the Weasley twins, Harry silently took the butterbeer and snacks from everyone, and walked through the crowd, trying to find his familiar friends.
In fact, after this celebration, it had nothing to do with her....
She finally found Queenie and Ron Hermione on the sofa in the corner, with Neville there.
Before Harry could speak—
"We believe in you," Ron said, raising his hand, "no matter what you tell the principal. We know you didn't put your name in."
"You've never given us the impression of being... pushy and adventurous." Neville whispered, "Well, I mean, it's quite risky for you to choose to come back at this point in time. But this 'adventure' , it’s different from participating in the semi-finals when you’re under the age...you won’t take unnecessary risks.”
Harry opened his mouth—
"...Who else believes that I didn't vote?"
She was very grateful, but she was suddenly embarrassed to express it...
"Fred and George know that too," said Queenie, "but you know them both, and you want to take this opportunity to throw a big party."
Harry nodded, his cold limbs finally warmed up.
Queenie made room for her on the sofa, and Harry sat down.
"According to the statistics, almost half of the Triwizard Tournament participants in history died in the competition," Hermione read the notes she just copied today, "Whoever voted for you must have killed you. "
"Do you still have to guess who it is?" Ron snorted, "It must be the mysterious man, hasn't he just been resurrected?"
"You have to participate, right? What are you going to do?" Queenie asked, "You know you can actually paddle, and then you're forced to quit..."
Harry nodded, but she could clearly see the anticipation in the eyes of Ron and Neville, the two old Gryffindor boys with a deep sense of honor in the academy...
"Let's take one step at a time and see who is hiding in the dark to kill me."
She... doesn't plan to paddle for the time being, but if her life is really in danger, she thinks she will consider it.
She still had to save her life to destroy Voldemort.
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"I put my name in as an experiment to see if there are any loopholes in the school's regulations." Harry frowned, looking at the flamboyant red-lipped female reporter in front of him, "Then the Goblet of Fire mistook me for Ilvermorny. student, I was chosen, it was an accident."
This is already the second day after she was chosen as a warrior, and Harley was called out by Colin just in the middle of her Potions class - of course Professor Snape was very angry, he was already tired of this competition .
In addition to inspecting the wands... posing for photos, giving interviews...
A female reporter named Rita Skeeter stared at her as soon as she saw her.
She pushed Harry into a small broom closet... The first sentence after the interview started was, of course, a question about registration.And Harry was already ready to answer.
Harley couldn't tell if Rita believed in the above answer about "accident".In other words, authenticity is completely secondary to this reporter, and he must always make way for the "hot spots" of his articles.
For example, the automatic quill that Harry saw out of the corner of his eye was brushing the written text——
"Harriet Potter . . . thin, frail, with large, watery eyes, frightened, like a fawn caught by a hunter . . . "
what the hell...
"Small and weak"?Halle wanted to lift her dress and show her her abs!
Of course she knew it was useless, and would instead be written as an exhibitionist.
The exhibitionist Harry Potter is obviously more "explosive" than the muscular Harry Potter.
Tsk, Uncle Bruce probably experienced the same thing when he was interviewed... Some reporters will only extract the details they need, distort and magnify them, and mislead readers.
But the difference is that Uncle Bruce is often deliberately guiding those reporters... and he doesn't care what they write at all, the more exaggerated the better.
Harry thought about it, her current situation...is also similar to Uncle Bruce - she also has things she wants to hide; she has personality and qualities that she doesn't want to be poached by reporters; she doesn't want to be asked by Skeeter about her opinion of the current situation Opinion, because she wasn't planning to take sides so soon and openly fight against the Ministry of Magic.
So, it's better to be more exaggerated and give her some special excuses...
"...Miss Potter, the public is also very interested in the scar that suddenly disappeared on your head. Can you reveal some secrets about the scar?"
Harry glimpsed that the quill had already written two lines before she could answer...
"I've had plastic surgery." Harley twirled the curly hair on her shoulders with her fingers, rolled her eyes at Rita, looked at the nails of her other hand, and imitated the words of some mean urban girls in the United States. With a tone of voice and gestures, he said in a tone, "I've got... not just the forehead. Otherwise, I wouldn't have disappeared for so long."
The quill quivered excitedly, and started a new line.
"Oh? Plastic surgery?"
"I like to make myself more beautiful, who doesn't? The pursuit of beauty is the nature of human beings." Harry looked up at the sky, pushed his hair back to his shoulders, took out the mirror from his schoolbag, and helped himself (without false eyelashes) eyelash……
"That scar is too—ugly. I don't care for the commemoration of defeating a dark wizard," she closed the mirror, still holding her hand, smashing her mouth, "the family that adopted me is not short of money, I want to fix it Just do it anywhere."
Afterwards the topic... turned to Muggle plastic surgery... and fashion, and Harley's views on boys...
Before Harry had time to express his opinion that he "likes pretty boys", Dumbledore suddenly opened the door of the broom closet.
With the principal as a shield, Harley finally got rid of Rita's entanglement.After Ollivander finished checking the wands of the warriors, before Cedric, who had been hesitating to speak, had a chance to stop him, Harley ran away.
The mild-mannered teenager would surely say something like "It's nice to have the chance to compete with you again", and Harley really wasn't in the mood for such kindness today.
Along the way, many Slytherin students passed by, and they all wore badges "intimately" made by Malfoy. "Potter Stinks" green words surrounded her.
The Gryffindor boys have been deducting a lot of points for fighting Slytherin all day today, and Harry emphasized many times that she doesn't care and it's useless.
"They're not fighting for you - most of them aren't - don't feel the pressure," Hermione saw clearly. "It's some kind of heightened sense of collective honor. You're just a symbol."
Rita's article, published shortly thereafter, was less about the Triwizard Tournament than a fabrication of the Girl Who Lived's personal life (of course Harley also contributed a lot to it...)
Information about other warriors was squeezed into the corners, and there was not even a word about Cedric...
As Harley expected, Rita described how vain a girl she is—not only plastic surgery, but also buying luxury goods. All the Muggle brands on his body were dug out and converted into Galleons.
Her photo is now like those Muggle ladies, with small price tags marked with small arrows, the difference is that these prices are shining...
Harley didn't even know that the schoolbag she had casually brought from home was so expensive...
"She wrote me as a domineering rich second generation." Harley closed the newspaper and shrugged.
Whatever it is, it's considered consistent with Uncle Bruce's character design.
"'The materially numb pursuit, and her empty eyes, are unnecessary compensation for the loss of parents and family affection'? What is this..." Ron frowned, reading the newspaper, "I have to write to my mother and tell her You are not such a girl."
This is exactly the same tone as the Gotham newspaper said that Brucey was-"The extravagant lifestyle is a kind of 'overcompensation', which clearly shows that Brucey's heart is still the one who lost his parents in the deep alley back then. 8 year old boy..." or something.
Facts have proved that Harley did underestimate Rita's ability to fabricate, and Ron also shared the malice in the report——
"Miss Potter is amazingly beautiful (I have to praise Muggle plastic surgery here), and in the short two months since she stepped into Hogwarts, she has captured many outstanding boys under her pomegranate skirt—her One of the suitors, Colin Creevey, revealed to this reporter that Harley is inseparable from a boy named Ron Weasley. Mr. Weasley is tall and handsome, born in an ancient pure-blood family... ..."
"Ron Weasley? Tall and handsome? Comparable to goblins?" Malfoy deliberately held up a newspaper outside the auditorium, and read to Ron who passed by, "The ancient pure-blood family Weasley? Already!"
"Can your family afford Potter?" Malfoy continued to sneer, "A bag of Potter... Let me see the number, will your family be without food for a year?"
"Or is this your plan, to commit yourself to Potter and earn some pocket money?"
Harry had to hold on to Ron to stop him rushing to fight Malfoy.
Queenie's retort was not loud, "Tsk, you're just upset because you found out that Halle has more money than you."
"...You're talking nonsense!" Malfoy clenched the newspaper tightly, "She's not as rich as my family!"
"I believe that the people around you understand mathematics." Queenie turned around and continued walking towards the auditorium.
The Slytherins around Malfoy really started to stare blankly, looking at the sky, or wringing their fingers, and looking at his shoes from time to time, all calculating the difference in consumption levels between the two.
Ron had already been pulled into the seat of the long table by Harry at this time. He rubbed his arms and hummed to Harry, "You are really strong... definitely not 'skinny and weak'."
"You should punch Rita so she doesn't write you like a 'helpless fawn,'" Ginny suggested sincerely.
The author has something to say:
*At the time of Ha 1, it was said that Gryffindor hadn’t won the Academy Cup for 7 years, and now Ha 4, assuming that Gryffindor hadn’t won in the past three years.
*In the first level, Harley doesn't use a broom, she will anal with the dragon, so the score may be very low.
*And Mee won't come, Poor Ron is Harley's Yule Ball partner (before that, Harley would turn down a lot of people).
(The title of "Harry's partner" is a curse that triggers animosity that "Devil's Son" can't shake.)
Ron (to the trash author): What kind of grudge?