Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue - Chapter 1292

The Daily Prophet magazine.

A choking cigar smoke lingered in the office.

In the shadows of smoke, the editor-in-chief Barnabas gradually stopped the sound of tapping on the table.

“How credible is this news, can the interviews of those informants be published?”

“Scrimgeour said he could speak—”

“Scrimgeour? It’s not strong enough. He’s just been removed, and people will think he’s trying to smear Cornelius Fudge on purpose.”

“Ludo Bagman is also available for interviews, but he asks for interview fees, as well as proofreading of the final manuscript.”

The young wizard who was standing in front of Barnabas’ table said, carefully glanced at the editor-in-chief, considered the sentence, and added another sentence.

“but……”

“From the sources at the Ministry of Magic, old Barty Crouch does seem to be a little odd.”

“It is said that his son Barty Crouch Jr. did not die, and joined the Death Eaters, which is also where Barty was secretly imprisoned—”

“So Barty Crouch pleaded guilty?”

Barnabas interrupted him and asked in a deep voice, frowning.

“Well, that’s not it, I heard that he didn’t say a word, he didn’t justify or—”

“Has the Ministry of Magic caught Barty Jr. and has any definite evidence?”

“No, I heard there was a Muggle . . . his eyes and ears—”

“Muggle? Ha.”

Barnabas glanced strangely at the newcomer who had just been recruited for less than half a year, and exhaled a ring of smoke.

“You see, that’s why the Ministry of Magic went overboard – Wizengamore Court wouldn’t take Muggle testimony.”

“Secretly detaining senior officials without trial is a very taboo thing, and Cornelius Fudge is in big trouble this time.”

With the cigar between his fingers, Barnabas tapped the blank first page of the newspaper several times.

“Tomorrow’s front page – I’m going to see huge photos and captions here, make them stand out!”

“But we haven’t figured it out yet, and Minister Fudge—”

“People don’t care about the truth, and we at the Daily Prophet aren’t responsible for digging out the truth…you idiot.”

Barnabas waved his hand impatiently and said bluntly, “As for Fudge – from the start of his impeachment process, he is not the Minister of Magic, we must always stand in the same direction with the public mind and the Ministry of Magic, Publishing what people want to see is what allows us to successfully sell the paper.”

“Dumbledore has disappeared, and Cornelius Fudge has no backstage to rely on. We must cut this connection sooner.”

“Okay, go get them to type and print – I don’t want to keep picking up scraps behind Lovegood’s **** this time.”

Barnabas picked up the scissors, cut the cigar in his hand, and pondered for a few seconds.

“As for the title, it’s called…”

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“Connelly Fudge – the dictator? The tyranny behind the obedience?”

The next day, in the Hogwarts Great Hall, Hermione unfolded the newspaper and whispered the headline on the front page.

Hermione turned her head and raised her eyebrows at Elena, “This title is good, do you have any advice?”

“I’m not a **** in the form of a thousand-”

Elena rolled her eyes at Hermione and sighed helplessly while smearing the jam.

“As long as you tell them something about these things, the press will rack their brains to cover it up.”

“The Daily Prophet is a lot more professional than me when it comes to catching the wind and creating gimmicks, not to mention it’s a fact.”

“Fact…?”

Hermione said suspiciously, her voice pulling the elder.

As Miss “Reserve Justice”, she has the right to access top secrets.

Whether it’s Barty little or Barty old, it seems that the gang in front of her is the mastermind behind all these things.

“Connelly Fudge is too obsessed with his ministerial position to make the right judgment.”

At this moment, Luna’s voice floated out from the side, “Even if there is no one to help him, he will gradually lose himself.”

Luna was watching the latest issue of “The Quibbler” upside down, with no desire to take a look at the Daily Prophet.

“Hey, I thought you would say…” Hermione glanced at Luna curiously.

“The Reflector? That’s not the kind of metaphor you’d imagine—”

Luna rolled her eyes, flicked the carrot earrings on her ears, and muttered in a low voice.

“Too many people like to think wildly these days, and people would rather believe in their own strange meanings than in the existence of those dangerous magical creatures.”

“But Luna…” Hannah’s cheeks were bulging, sounding a little vague, “It’s not that we don’t believe it, but you used binary rewinding structure transformation magic to transform into a harassing horsefly, a reflection monster, and a corner snorer. Beasts… Except for the flame goblins, you can’t even draw the images of those other magical creatures—uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

Hannah’s follow-up voice turned completely into a muffled grunt – Luna picked up a piece of bread in a fit of rage and shoved it straight into her mouth.

As Dumbledore evaporated, not only Hermione, but Luna and Hannah also seemed to suddenly unlock some invisible shackles.

Gringotts Wizarding Bank’s venture capital businesses around the world have greatly fulfilled Luna’s desire to explore the world.

Tasks such as “Finding the Crooked Snoring Beast” were hung up, and bounty hunters and relic hunters from all over the world were looking around.

Under the high reward, a considerable part of the “Rockwell Fantasy” proposed by Xenophilius Lovegood has really been confirmed.

People’s fantasies cannot appear out of thin air, and most of them come from a legend.

In the magical world, the more ancient and mysterious legends are, the more likely they are to contain lost treasures.

The more critical point is that Luna’s “Guardian of the Great Arcana” is Nick who is almost headless, or to be more precise, he completely changed the British magic and non-magic worlds by himself, and successfully separated the wizards from the magicians. Thomas Cromwell of Melon – he knows nothing less than the Gringotts goblins.

After “Mr. World”‘s unreserved teaching and answering questions, Luna is no weaker than top wizards in the field of ancient legends and the macro world.

Grindelwald, on the other hand, cultivated Hannah in another way.

Grindelwald didn’t teach Hannah anything about machinations, and he seemed to be the most stoic, dogmatic old monk.

The Leaky Cauldron and all kinds of spin-off entertainment are all over the world, but Grindelwald only taught Hannah how to sort out every industry in a rigid, pragmatic way, how to focus as much as possible on the thoughts of those she touches instead of Those industries had their own interests and taught her how to identify people’s real needs.

This is also the most headache for Elena and the three of them. Hannah doesn’t ask questions now, and it is very difficult to ask questions.

Hannah, who is simple-minded and stubborn, can often cross all the fog and directly poked at some of the crux that they are difficult to answer at the moment.

As for Hermione…

Her goal has always been pure – to hold Elena under her body.

However, it seems that she still has a long way to go from this goal.

Hermione flipped through the newspaper roughly, and glanced at Lockhart’s campaign speech, which was suddenly dull.

As the Cornelius Fudge scandal broke, Lockhart’s campaign was not guaranteed, but at least he became the No. 1 candidate in the chaos.

And if anyone pays attention to the Hogwarts school side, they may be surprised to find that the situation here is very similar to the Ministry of Magic – Umbridge is also trapped in the storm of public opinion about the werewolf incident~www.mtlnovel.com ~There is only one week left until the announcement of the “Acting Headmaster of Hogwarts” results, and Professor McGonagall can be said to be the winner.

The only thing that confuses Hermione is that she thought Elena would take the opportunity to take the right to speak at Hogwarts, instead of giving it out directly.

Professor McGonagall has yet to join any organization outside the Order of the Phoenix, and she is not even aware of the existence of the Grand Arcana Council.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Hermione put down the newspaper, turned her head and poked at the dumpling sitting beside her.

“Elena, I still don’t understand why you finally let Professor McGonagall…”

“What’s next class today?”

Just in time, Elena put down the tableware and asked while wiping her mouth.

“The Magic of Life with Mrs Weasley – the four of us together, this is a great lesson for all grades.”

Hannah glanced at the timetable and quickly replied, “Today’s class is in the auditorium, we’ll just wait here after breakfast—”

“Oh, life magic… Mrs Weasley’s full-year class—”

Elena nodded, and before Hermione could ask another question, she suddenly turned her head and smiled mysteriously.

“I know what you’re asking, but – Umbridge’s temporary withdrawal from the competition does not equate to the successful election of Professor McGonagall.”

“It’s not… it’s not the end yet-”

The spoon in her hand was casually tugging on the plate, and she glanced at the faculty seat not far away.

“The headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, even if it’s just an ‘acting’ headmaster…”

“That’s not supposed to be elected by the rules of the Ministry of Magic, is it?”

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cheating, cheating…