blogombal Chapter 290 Rita Skeeter
Chapter 290 Rita Skeeter
Chapter 290 Rita Skeeter
"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry, Professor Rozier!"
Skeeter, with the wand pointed at him, clutched his head and said, "I don't know anything, I just happened to be here—I don't remember anything—"
"I won't tell anyone."
"What a pity," Hilo said coldly. "You have absolutely no credibility in this regard."
"No—that's right, no credibility!" Loila chimed in. This guy had revealed his identity, which resulted in Miss Hilo misunderstanding him and almost getting him killed!
We absolutely cannot let her get away with this! Besides, she just overheard my conversation with Miss Shiloh—if she reports it, wouldn't both my and Miss Shiloh's identities be exposed?
Loila pursed her lips and gritted her teeth, pondering how to deal with her.
"What do you think, Miss Hamilton?" Shiloh glanced at Loila sideways.
She already had her answer—Skeet couldn't be put back, the best way was to first use a forgetting spell to make her forget what had just happened, and then capture her.
She's a famous reporter; she's incredibly useful no matter what she does.
However, Shiloh was a little curious about what Loila would choose—she was a soft-hearted person, and if she wanted to let Skeeter go, then he might as well be ruthless.
This would also make her understand that Lord Grindelwald's business is not a dinner party—thinking this, Shiloh looked at Loira with slightly expectant eyes.
"Hmm————" Loila thought for a few seconds and then gave her answer.
"Should we use the Killing Curse? Let's just kill her."
"Um?"
"Huh?"
Skeeter wasn't the only one stunned; Hilo was also taken aback for a moment.
"She'll definitely—definitely tell everyone, right?" Loila pursed her lips and clenched her fist slightly. "Then let's just kill her—that's fine."
"Anyway, she—she's not a good person either—"
Isn't that a bit too extreme, Miss Hamilton?
Before Shiloh could speak, Skeeter immediately buried her face in her hands and burst into tears: "Please forgive me, Miss Hamilton, I absolutely did not mean to!"
"I knew nothing about what happened before!"
"Didn't I write a really good report? Have you forgotten? I made you—"
How dare you say that!
Loila got angry as soon as she heard her words, saying that I was Dumbledore's successor and what, who are you trying to disgust!
Loila raised her wand to swing it, but Shiloh coughed and stood between her and Skeeter.
"Don't rush into action—" Shiloh said slowly, "She's still useful."
"Ms. Skeeter, if I remember correctly, you're a very famous journalist, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Skeeter nodded immediately, as if he had found the way to ask for help. "I'm a well-known journalist, and I have a good relationship with the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet."
"My reports can easily make the headlines."
"That's simple then." Hilo nodded coldly, without wavering in the slightest, and slowly said, "I believe you wouldn't mind writing a letter to your friends to let them know you're going on a trip for a while, right?"
"Ah————" Just as Skeeter showed a troubled expression, Hilo turned slightly to the side, revealing a somewhat disappointed Loila.
"It's okay, I'm very willing, I'm very willing!" Skeeter said immediately, looking flustered, barely able to straighten her frog-like glasses.
"That's good." Shiloh nodded gently and then looked at Loila: "Miss Hamilton, leave this matter to me."
"Hmm—" Loila nodded a little disappointedly. Why not just kill Ms. Skeeter? Anyway—she wasn't a good person, was she?
Not a friend, not a good person, destined to do bad things.
This already constitutes a prerequisite for Loila to kill him.
However, since Miss Hilo has her own ideas—Loila is willing to listen to them.
Seeing Loila nod, Shiloh also nodded gently: "Then let's leave here quickly, Miss Hamilton—if we waste too much time..."
"Some people will have doubts."
"Okay—okay." Loila twitched her ears, straightened her robes, put her wand away, and carefully walked outside. But after taking only two steps, she heard Miss Hilo's voice again.
"By the way, Miss Hamilton."
"Hmm?" Loila turned her head and looked at Shiloh with a puzzled expression.
"Sometimes, don't go to such extremes," Shiloh said in a comforting tone. "You should think carefully before committing murder."
"Oh—oh!" Loila nodded as if she understood, then stepped out of the lounge, still thinking about what had just happened as she walked.
Although the process was somewhat convoluted, the ending seems to be good—Miss Shiloh has indeed stopped doubting herself and is even willing to cover for her—although this isn't good for her—
Then they caught Ms. Skeeter, who had disrupted their peaceful life—which was a good thing, even though they hadn't been able to solve the problem once and for all.
But Miss Hilo must have her own reasons, right?
She's one of the elite members of our UMNO party!
Thinking this, Loila smiled slightly. She had to admit that having Miss Hilo around made her feel very at ease—the kind of feeling that she could entrust everything to her.
And although Miss Shiloh seems cold, she's actually a very nice person. At the very least, she's quite gentle; she was even willing to let Ms. Skeeter off the hook. — And Miss Shiloh is very beautiful. —
I wonder if I can become friends with Miss Shiloh — although I think I already said that to her beforehand.
But Miss Shiloh doesn't seem to have admitted to this—if all else fails, let Luna help her out—it seems like Luna and she are good friends.
No, no—I can't ask Luna about this. After all, Luna isn't old enough to know about Lord Grindelwald yet; she's still a minor. She can only join the Sorcerer Party when she's an adult.
So, it seems I really have to tell them myself?
Loila nodded to herself and set herself a new task: to become friends with Miss Shiloh before the end of the semester.
Hmm—two people who seem like sworn enemies are actually good friends in private—that sounds kind of cool!
Moreover, Miss Shiloh is a very perceptive friend; she might immediately notice if Dumbledore was eavesdropping.
Thinking of this, Loila suddenly paused for a moment, then realized something.
Ms. Skeeter is an Animagus who can transform into a beetle—and if I remember correctly, Professor McGonagall is an Animagus who can transform into a cat—
If the cat chooses to eat the beetle—
Is it the cat that ate the beetle, or the person who ate the person?
Hmm—this seems like a philosophical question.
Lost in philosophical contemplation, Loila strode back onto the field.