Chapter 295 Skeeter: You were born before I was born
"Bruce, don't be impulsive!"
Harry was dragged along the road by Bruce, trying to persuade Bruce to calm down.
Although Harry also felt that Skeeter's report was excessive, freedom of speech should always be respected, right?
Bruce didn't bother to listen to Harry's remarks.
He is a descendant of the Wayne family of Gotham City, pure American old money, and understands freedom of speech better than anyone else.
Skeeter is still in school, and she doesn't seem to realize the seriousness of the problem, and is complacent about her newly published article.
Don't accept her interview?
That didn’t stop her from writing an amazing article.
But at this moment, Skeeter's crocodile leather handbag suddenly opened automatically, and her feather shorthand pen flew out automatically, writing the same word on the parchment over and over again.
"Danger! Danger! Danger!"
"Ok?"
Skeeter's reaction was almost subconscious. She didn't even think carefully about what dangers there could be in Hogwarts before her body began to change.
The annoying witch disappeared, and instead, an ugly beetle appeared on her seat.
The beetle was too inconspicuous, and even if you saw it, you wouldn't think there was anything wrong with it.
This is why Skeeter has been able to manipulate words for many years and still live well.
She is an unregistered Animagus.
"Wait, what danger could there be inside Hogwarts?"
Only then did Skeeter come to her senses. Years of avoiding her enemies had made her sensitive like a conditioned reflex.
But I'm in Hogwarts?
Is there someone in school who would do something bad to me?
Was it that old man Dumbledore? Just because he told the truth, he said he looked like a petrified old lunatic?
She couldn't figure out what was going on, but the next second, the door to her lounge was opened with an unlocking spell.
A familiar voice came over, it was Harry Potter's.
"Bruce, tell me what you want to do?"
Harry and Bruce?
Skeeter finally understood. It turned out that these two little devils were the ones who broke his defense because of his article that reported the truth.
Now you want to come to me and ask for an explanation?
As expected, children are children and have no idea what the consequences of such behavior will be.
Skeeter had already made up his mind. After they left, he would write another report to let people see how dangerous these two kids were!
Bruce walked into Skeeter's lounge.
He looked around but didn't see Skeeter. On the other person's table, a roll of parchment was open with a quickwriting quill on it.
Bruce walked closer and saw the contents of the parchment. The series of dangers made Batboy immediately understand the situation.
"That's interesting."
He said with interest, then picked up the quill and put it in his pocket.
The feather pen that could provide early warning must have been cast with special magic, just like his bat sense which sometimes worked and sometimes didn't.
"That'smine!"
Skeeter roared inwardly as she perched on the windowsill not far away, watching everything that happened in the lounge.
I didn't expect that Bruce Wayne, who looks respectable, actually has the habit of stealing!
There is no need to think about it, this kind of thieving behavior must have been learned in the orphanage.
At this time, Bruce and Harry searched the lounge but couldn't find any trace of Skeeter hiding.
"She's not here," said Harry. "We're in for a bad time."
"Really?" Bruce was noncommittal.
Skeeter was very proud of herself, thinking how many enemies she had avoided with her Animagus skills.
How could two little kids possibly see through this!
However, before she could be happy for long, a huge black shadow suddenly fell on the windowsill, and the shadow completely covered the beetle that Skeeter had turned into.
Skeeter suddenly felt an ominous feeling.
She turned her head and saw an owl perched beside her, staring at her with the eyes of a prey.
"Cuckoo!"
The owl's cry sounded like a death sentence to Skeeter's ears.
She searched frantically in her mind, is there a beetle in the diet of a creature like an owl?
"Don't eat me!"
Skeeter yelled frantically, "If you dare to eat me, I will turn back into human form in your stomach and burst you!"
But she was in Animagus form now, and her begging and threats finally turned into the squeaking sound of beetle wings rubbing against each other.
The owl had opened its beak and seemed ready to peck.
"Damn owl!"
Skeeter cursed loudly. She finally had no choice but to transform back into a human at the last moment.
With a bang, her heavy body sat directly on the ground, and Bruce felt the ground shake.
"Look, isn't she in the room?" Bruce said lightly.
"this--"
Harry was stunned. He saw with his own eyes a beetle transform into a human form. Needless to say, what this meant.
Animagus.
"It seems we have caught a little trick of Ms. Reporter."
Bruce walked up to Skeeter, who was still slumped on the ground.
Katoom flew off the windowsill and landed on Bruce's shoulder, and Skeeter realized then that the owl belonged to Bruce.
What just happened...
Damn!
This brat did it on purpose! Skeeter looked at Bruce fiercely. She wanted to say something, but saw Batboy shaking his finger at her.
"Ms. Skeeter, you don't want others to know that you are an Animagus, do you?"
This hit Skeeter's soft spot.
Her ability is not registered with the Ministry of Magic. Once it is exposed, the punishment will be the least of her worries. The most unacceptable thing is to lose her job forever!
Skeeter suddenly collapsed.
She admitted defeat.
"What do you want?" she said weakly, "for me to retract the report?"
Can I withdraw? Harry's eyes suddenly lit up.
He was already very satisfied with the result.
But Bruce shook his head.
"That's not enough."
He stretched out his wand and pointed in another direction, and the vase on the table in the distance instantly shattered into powder.
"Ms. Skeeter, your slander against us has caused us a lot of trouble. We are still children. Do you know how much psychological damage such a report will cause to us?"
"I was wrong!" Skeeter apologized more readily than anyone else.
When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. I just made the wisest judgment. It's not shameful!
"From now on until the end of the competition, you have to write a report every day."
Bruce said calmly, "It has to be a positive report about me and Harry. I don't care how you write it, but I will read it every day. If I am not satisfied with something, you know the result."
One article a day? And it has to be positive?
Then wouldn't I be unable to do anything?
Skeeter pursed his lips, trying to negotiate some conditions, at least to write less, but Bruce ignored him and directly pressed his wand against his throat.
"I suppose you can write, right?"
There was no mercy in his eyes, only cold threat.
"Yes, yes!" Skeeter had no opinion at all. She was completely terrified.
She promised that she would definitely write, using all her life's literary talent to make Bruce and Harry saints!
A cold magic slowly seeped into her heart, and Skeeter could feel that her promise had become a contract.
As Gryffindor once said, words are magic.
The consequences of not complying are not something Skeeter can afford.
"Isn't this a good attitude? We can both be satisfied."
Bruce retracted his wand, stood up, and got the result he wanted.
He no longer cared about Skeeter and was about to leave with Harry.
"Is this really okay?" Harry couldn't help but look back at Skeeter's miserable appearance.
"This is the only way you can deal with evil people."
Bruce said calmly, "If there is a problem, solve it. If you can't solve the problem, solve the person who created it. Skeeter's report has been published and public opinion has been generated. It is useless to withdraw the report."
It would be better for Skeeter to make a 180-degree turn and start praising Bruce and Harry in various ways.
Everyone will naturally start to imagine Skeeter's mental journey.
Denigrating the Bruce, understanding the Bruce, worshipping the Bruce.
This makes sense.
Harry listened to Bruce's words, and only one thought filled his mind -
Can it still be like this?
He suddenly felt that the door to a new world was opening to him.
……
The next day, Skeeter's latest report was published.
Countless people who were waiting to see the joke immediately subscribed to the newspaper, wanting to see how she would be sarcastic to Bruce and Harry.
However, when everyone saw the text content, they were dumbfounded.
Corny, that was their first feeling.
In the article, Skeeter flattered Bruce and Harry in all aspects, especially Bruce. The words in the article were disgusting.
"When that boy stood in front of me, he seemed to see through all the secrets in my heart. The power contained in those eyes was stronger than any magic spell."
“I only had a brief conversation with him for ten minutes, but his conversation left a deep impression on me.”
"I even began to lament that I wish I had been born 20 years later."
So disgusting!
After reading these reports, Ron even came over to ask Bruce if Skeeter was in love with him.
"Don't say such disgusting things!"
Bruce wiped off the goose bumps on his body calmly, but he still underestimated Skeeter's writing style.
But even so, Bruce wasn't going to let her stop.
Anyway, it was Skeeter who was crazy, so it had nothing to do with Bruce.
As long as Skeeter keeps writing, she will always be able to change the public opinion of the two Hogwarts warriors by half, which is the greatest contribution she can make.
"Come to think of it, after such a while, Batwoman's biochemical gas should be almost ready."
Bruce said to Katoom, "Let's go check it out."
Katum certainly had no objection to this.
There is still a week left before the first game, so it would be a good time to go back to Gotham.
(End of this chapter)
