Chapter 269: The Impact of the Interview

This interview soon made it to the cover of the latest issue of The Quibbler on Monday, as well as the headlines of various weekly magazines.

Facts proved that Rita's path was quite wild.

Even if she didn't submit to the Daily Prophet, she could submit to other media in the industry, and various media were also very happy to reprint.

After all, this kind of big news, even if it was just to rub off on the heat, could double the sales.

Hermione flipped through that issue of The Quibbler with a rustle, her fingertips stopping on the snapshot of John's profile.

... This photo was really well chosen.

Cough, no, off-topic.

Let's look at the content on The Quibbler first...

"He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named Has Returned!"

The headline was printed in bold black on the yellowed paper, and below it was the copy written by Mr. Lovegood himself.

【What Harry Potter and John Merrick saw with their own eyes and said with their own mouths!】

【The truth about the death of former International Magical Cooperation Department head Barty Crouch Sr.!】

【The whole process of the Mysterious Man's resurrection!】

【Who exactly are the Mysterious Man's servants?】

【And the exclusive interview with Merrick that cracks all the mysteries!】

This time Mr. Lovegood didn't write in a different style as before.

Instead, he used a near-narrative tone to gather the content told by Harry and John into a logical, detail-filled testimony record.

Vividly restored the conspiracy and truth that happened at Hogwarts last year.

John's name was repeatedly mentioned, almost side-by-side with Harry.

From the genius boy who hadn't taken sides in the eyes of the public last year, he transformed into a key figure in the anti-Voldemort front now.

And this transformation could also increase the credibility of Voldemort's return.

Then, coupled with the large-scale report by the well-known black material reporter Rita at the same time.

Recorded this interview of John and Harry from a bystander's perspective, and the content was in line with the content of The Quibbler.

It immediately increased the weight of this testimony, causing many people to denounce the Ministry of Magic and demand that the Ministry of Magic give a clear and responsible official response.

But the Ministry of Magic just silently banned all such reports.

But this couldn't stop the spread of the truth, but instead made the public more believe that the Ministry of Magic was deliberately covering up the truth.

"Rita didn't write badly this time."

"Actually used her consistent peeping perspective to write the article."

At this time, John came to Hermione's side with a weekly magazine and said with a smile.

"Don't say this in front of Hagrid, otherwise he will definitely poke you three times with that pink umbrella."

Hermione smiled without raising her head.

"Hagrid isn't that petty."

John retorted, and then leaned to Hermione's side and continued to ask.

"What's written on The Quibbler, I haven't seen it yet."

"Here, see for yourself."

Hermione looked at the part about John's exclusive interview on it, smiled knowingly, and then pushed the magazine to John.

John's gaze fell on the magazine, in his own interview, about the column of friends and family.

【John is woken up by me every morning for morning exercises, and it is my supervision that he practices spells over and over again, so he can have such a high level of spells. Of course, he himself never admits this, and I don't care.】

— Ryan Gray.

【John is particularly stupid in liberal arts, and has to rely on my notes to make up homework every day, otherwise he wouldn't even know how to write the essay for Divination class, and he needs me to help him operate hand-in-hand in Herbology class.】

— Ethan Holder.

【John is just a Muggle-born bumpkin. The reason why he can be so successful in the magic world is all thanks to my promotion and care. If it weren't for me, he could only crawl at the bottom.】

— Titus Claude.

Huh?

John stared at the three lines of text above and was stunned for a full five seconds.

No, F***, you guys are blowing cowhide without making a draft, right?

Although half of what Ethan said was correct...

What Titus said also had some rationality...

But you, Ryan, you are the last one to get up every day, how can you have the face to say that you supervise my morning exercises?

Seeing John's ghost-seeing expression, Hermione finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She finally saw the intention of the three of them.

In order to deliberately weaken John's personal ability, one by one they desperately took credit for themselves, so that everyone would feel.

John's success was not talent or effort, but was lifted up by this group of "nobles" around him.

It diverted the attention that was too eye-catching on John.

No wonder Luna said he had made very good friends.

"No, I have to go find the three of them to settle the account!"

John became more angry as he thought about it. The achievements I worked so hard to win were divided by you three?

But just after taking two steps, John was pulled back by Hermione.

"I support their approach this time, don't go and make trouble."

Hermione hugged John's neck and pointed at his nose and said.

"Why is your elbow turning outward, Hermione?"

"This is for your own good."

"Cut..."

"Still cut!"

Hermione pinched John's face and pulled it.

"Ouch ouch ouch! Hermione, let go, I won't go, is that okay!"

Seeing John soften, Hermione let go.

But as soon as she let go, John rushed out three meters away like a wild horse that had broken its reins.

"Hey hey! You fell for it!"

Saying that, he ran away without a trace.

Then Hermione looked at John running away speechlessly and smiled helplessly.

John was so smart, how could he not see through the little thoughts of the three of them?

It was estimated that he just wanted to find a place to get back at them because he didn't show off successfully.

Like a child.

"John Merrick?"

In a dark secret room, a pale and thin figure slowly raised his eyelids, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes.

"Wormtail, are you too idle?"

"What I want now is the prophecy ball, not a dirty Mudblood."

Wormtail knelt down with a thud, his forehead against the cold stone bricks.

"Sorry, sorry... Master..."

"I was just thinking, he is a Mudblood, yet he dares to step on the head of pure-bloods to show off with great fanfare, and openly stands on Dumbledore's side, simply provoking us!"

"And I'm worried that the Mudblood will interfere with your plan in the future..."

However, before the words were finished, red light flashed.

"Uh ah ah ah!!"

Wormtail, who was kneeling on the ground, immediately screamed in pain.

"Interfere?"

"Do you think I would be affected by a wet-behind-the-ears kid?"

"Uh ah ah... Master... calm your anger..." Wormtail curled up and trembled to beg for mercy.

"Get out, let Rookwood come to see me!"

"... Yes, yes, obey..."

Wormtail was finally released from the torture of the Cruciatus Curse and hurriedly crawled out of the secret room.

The secret room returned to deathly silence, and not long after, a thin and tall man in a black robe walked in slowly.

"Master, Rookwood pays his respects to you."

"Thank you for rescuing me from the despair of Azkaban..."

As soon as the thin and tall man entered, he knelt on the ground and bowed deeply, his forehead almost sticking to the stone bricks.

"Get up, Rookwood."

Finally, Voldemort's face was completely revealed from the darkness, pale as bone, the bridge of his nose collapsed like a snake's tongue, and his scarlet eyes slowly contracted in the gloom.

At this moment, his attitude changed from just now facing Wormtail, becoming unusually kind and elegant.

"Rookwood, how have you been resting these two days?"

"Thanks to the Master's grace, the subordinate has almost recovered." Rookwood looked flattered and bowed again.

"Very good, Rookwood, you once worked in the Department of Mysteries."

"You should know that place quite well, so now, I need you to help me get back the prophecy ball that sealed the prophecy between me and Harry Potter back then."

Voldemort directly assigned this task to Rookwood, who had been released from prison for only two days, his tone light but unquestionable.

Hearing this task, Rookwood was stunned, not because the task itself was dangerous.

But because...

"But Master... every prophecy ball stored in the Department of Mysteries is cast with a defensive spell."

"Only the person mentioned in the prophecy can touch it, otherwise, it will be backlashed by the defensive spell of the prophecy ball, leading to becoming a lunatic."

"That is to say, that prophecy ball, except for you, only Harry Potter can touch it..." ===== CHAPTER 270 =====