Hermione quickly flipped through the newspaper, skipping over some of the past that she already knew, or even better about, these things she had learned through Veritaserum, even more clearly than what was in the newspaper. Tianlai novel www. ⒉3txt. com
These words have no effect on her understanding of the truth behind.
"Hermione, don't read, you need to rest now." Harry reached out and grabbed the corner of the newspaper, preventing Hermione from continuing to read.
"The following content is all written by the reporter, don't worry about it." Ron took the conversation, and was glared at by Harry again, which was too much to cover up.
Hermione ignored what they said, but continued to pull the newspaper back in front of her, and glanced at it.
"...Peter Pettigrew, whose plan was exposed, was furious. He needed the life of our savior—Harry Potter, to avenge his master. The manipulative Draco Malfoy has secretly revealed everything to Principal Dumbledore, and set up a net against him, just to avoid alarming the enemy, and this plan has been kept well kept secret."
"As for why not turn to the Ministry of Magic? The actions of the Minister of Magic Fudge must have left a deep impression on the readers. I am not at all puzzled by Draco Malfoy's decision. The author's next words It represents only the author's personal opinion and has nothing to do with the Daily Prophet."
"Fudge should really step down. Now I even suspect that he is in cahoots with Peter Pettigrew. If this student really chooses to tell him, I think Fudge will even suppress the news in order to keep his official position."
"Fudge can do this kind of thing. For details, please refer to the third page of the newspaper. Our reporter went deep into the xx department of the Ministry of Magic to conduct interviews. Dementors committed far more things than what we reported. Yes, but they were all suppressed by Fudge's concealment policy. When the Minister of Magic loses his credibility with the masses, it is time for him to step down... "
Hermione even suspects that her memory has been tampered with now. She still clearly remembers that when she was in Hogsmeade, it was Malfoy who gave Fudge the news about Sirius Black, so on the night that festival ended, Fudge He pulled Peter Pettigrew to the front of the stage.
At this moment, a terrible conjecture welled up in Hermione's heart.
Fudge was also a victim.
"It's time to go, Ron." Harry grabbed Ron's shoulders and whispered into his ear, "She's about to see the report later, I think it would be embarrassing for us to be here." So Haha Leigh pulled Ron by the collar, half-forced and half-begging, and dragged him out of the ward.
Hermione, who was focused, did not notice the departure of the two people beside the hospital bed, but continued to look back intently.
"Unfortunately, Peter Pettigrew lost his mind at the time and became more and more mad. Just when he was about to be arrested, he kidnapped a female student from Hogwarts..."
"Rita Skeeter's writing is really good, and it's still so provocative when I read it again, even I think you've fallen in love with me." A familiar voice came from Hermione's left hand, making her The whole body froze for a moment, taking this opportunity, a strong hand snatched the newspaper she was reading.
"It's her skill to write the cliché hero saving the beauty so sensational and touching." The boy said with a chuckle.
Still with the dazzling blond hair and casual tone, Malfoy is now standing by the hospital bed and looking at Hermione.
"Oh, looking at your eyes, the confusion has disappeared, I think you have guessed what happened, how? Am I right, Mr. Granger?"
It was too late for Hermione to be ashamed of Rita Skeeter's clumsy and flamboyant writing. She portrayed herself as a nympho who fell in love with someone at first sight because she was rescued! But now she had more important time to ask Malfoy in front of her to confirm her guess, and she didn't have much emotion to spend elsewhere.
"You..." Hermione's tightly pursed lips were about to open a syllable, but was interrupted again.
"This is not the attitude towards a savior, Miss Granger." Malfoy put this issue of "Daily Prophet" back on the bedside table, and said flatly.
"All I can tell you now is these words. Listen carefully and don't interrupt." Malfoy began to pace around the hospital bed, looked around, and made sure that there were only the two of them left before saying: " Your memory is definitely not wrong, if someone revises it, it must be revised as the newspaper said, and that is once and for all for us, but an old man opposes this approach, so we can only let it go."
Malfoy shrugged helplessly, and then said: "You can guess what happened at will, but it's best not to try to tell the truth of what you think, otherwise, those two guys who were finally free, maybe they will die again. Cooperate with the investigation again because of your statement change."
"Are Professor Lupine and Sirius all right?" Hermione asked excitedly, her face, which had been pale just now due to a long period of coma, was now flushed with excitement.
"At least it's better than you are now." Malfoy glanced at Hermione who was lying on the bed, and said mockingly.
There are still many questions in her heart now, such as the reason for the behavior of Moody and Malfoy at that time. At that time, she had really lost hope completely, but the result was a huge reversal. At least the current result is so disappointing. People are happy, and the sense of guilt in their hearts has completely disappeared.
The only thing she cares about is whether Peter Pettigrew has been arrested and brought to justice. She doesn't want to think about the rest, it's not something she can touch.
"Thank you." Hermione wanted to ask other words, but for some reason she stopped in her throat, and just managed to spit out this word.
"What I said before still counts, take care of your head and teeth first, and then tell me these meaningless things, then I may still think about it." Malfoy waved his hand, said so, and then turned He walked towards the door of the ward without looking at Hermione's expression any more.
Poor Hermione could only hold on to the quilt tightly, staring at the back of this abominable man with shame and indignation.
With a "click", the door was gently closed, and the peace in the ward was restored, and his shadow completely disappeared from Hermione's sight.
"Huh." Malfoy sat casually on a chair outside the ward, and let out a long breath.
"The script of the evil young man molesting innocent girls is really shameful, but it's still worth it." Malfoy could only lament in his heart, lowered his head, and was still a little bit overwhelmed. His acting skills have improved a lot these days. These roles are seamlessly switched, from a young and mature conspirator, a reneging negotiator, to a pure and good student who cheats others without blinking an eye. It all exhausted him.
But soon, his eyes brightened again, because he saw a long, silver-white beard hanging down in front of him.
"Hi, Professor Dumbledore, long time no see." Malfoy raised his hand and greeted Dumbledore friendly,
Dumbledore was standing in front of him now, looking at him carefully with his blue eyes.
"You have given me a big problem." Dumbledore stroked his flowing beard and said in a slightly complaining tone.
"You have such a strong sense of responsibility, even if I don't tell you, you will definitely think of other ways, how is it, how are those guys trained?" Malfoy asked casually.
"It's all right," Dumbledore said lightly.
"Where's the mouse?" Malfoy asked.
"See for yourself." Dumbledore raised his wand.
A blinding white light suddenly shot from the tip of Dumbledore's wand, and then a huge projection suddenly appeared on the white wall opposite Malfoy.
An emaciated mouse was running desperately, its small eyes carefully observing the surroundings, even though it was pitch black.
Tall shrubs and needle-shaped plants are everywhere around the mouse, covering all the light. It is obviously not night, but the lower half of the forest structure is dark and gloomy. On the ground, there was a constant rustling sound of leaves being crushed, and a few thick roars of giant beasts came from a distance from time to time, which added a little dangerous atmosphere to this forest. Announcement: This site recommends a free novel app, bid farewell to all advertisements. Please follow the WeChat official account to enter the download and installation: appxsyd (press and hold for three seconds to copy)