Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

Chapter 159 Dealing with Skeeter

After handing the envelope to the campus shared owl, the three were about to leave the letter room when their laughter was interrupted by a figure in front of them.

"Good morning, Miss Malfoy, Miss Parkinson, Miss Greengrass."

"Finally found you."

The thick-framed glasses inlaid with emerald red agate were shockingly ugly, accompanied by a hypocritical and sickly high-frequency smile.

"Hello, Ms. Skeeter."

"You haven't changed at all. You're still as cold and arrogant as ever, Miss Malfoy."

"You are no less impressive. Your style of dressing is still so... unique."

Draco was walking around with full alert, while Daphne and Pansy were staring at the diamond-patterned leather bag in Skeeter's hand.

She was afraid that the sketching pen that had once caused Daphne so much pressure from public opinion would suddenly pop out and start to work.

"Relax a little, my dear Slytherin daughter."

"That's what everyone calls you, isn't it?"

Skeeter's shrill laughter made all three of them clench their palms.

Skeeter said, his eyes narrowed and his lips turned up.

Draco tried not to look at her overly thick lip gloss.

"Sister Skeeter came here this time to make a small deal with you."

As Skeeter addressed herself as her sister, Pansy rolled her eyes, and Daphne continued to stare uncomfortably.

"I'm sure you've all noticed. I'll be in charge of reporting on the Triwizard Tournament."

"I returned to school this time and found that the campus has become so... terrible?"

"So I thought, as a good journalist,

"I should expose the hypocritical and filthy side of Hogwarts to the readers."

"I'm sure you'll be able to handle it well, Ms. Skeeter."

"I thought so. But you know—"

"It seems Dumbledore has banned me since that Harry Potter interview."

Shamelessly, she turned Draco's sarcasm into praise.

"You shouldn't mess with him. Everyone knows that he is Professor Dumbledore's favorite."

Draco responded calmly, always feeling that this would be a breakthrough.

Sure enough, Skeeter's eyes widened and his eye bags twitched.

"That's it! That's what I want, Miss Malfoy!"

"My deal is, do you want to be Skeeter's sister's secret interviewee?"

"I heard that Potter and you are sworn enemies. You must know a lot of secrets around Potter."

"Do you want to make this public?"

Skeeter's eyes were full of greed, but Draco was a little bit unbelieving.

Such a great opportunity to avenge Daphne actually fell into his sight so easily.

He was secretly alert, and the last thing he could show now was the slightest joy.

Fortunately, I was already used to practicing Occlumency.

“You said this is a deal?”

He spoke lazily, with a hesitant tone.

"Yes, do you want to help your sister?"

Draco stared into Skeeter's eyes and saw a hint of anxiety in her eyes.

"Ms. Skeeter, I am still young and may have some misunderstandings about this."

"But, I remember, a transaction should benefit both parties."

"What good will it do us if we agree to this?"

The uncomfortable laughter sounded again, and Skeeter's eyes showed some malice.

"I originally wanted to report to the readers at the same time about Miss Greengrass's recent situation."

"You know, ever since I revealed the truth about the bloodline curse,"

"There are many mothers who are worried about whether their sons will be...uh..."

"How should I put it, squeeze it dry?"

Draco still had a polite smile on his face, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.

Maybe, at this moment, she could successfully cast the torture spell.

Despite this, I still remember to remind myself that the most important thing at the moment is to negotiate patiently.

Pansy was also shaking with anger, but she still managed to hold it in.

She just hugged Daphne tightly, not wanting to interrupt Draco's plan.

Daphne, the maliciously slandered protagonist, looked into the distance calmly.

The three people each had the same plan.

"Let me clarify the deal."

"When you need me, I must be your interviewee to talk about the secrets of Potter and those around him."

"In exchange for this, you will not write about Daphne anymore?"

Suppressing his anger, Draco spoke, but his tone was still smooth and cold.

Skeeter listened and nodded with a smile.

"Ice and Snow Smart! How about it, a good deal, right?"

"It seems that I have no other choice but to agree."

“However, there are some technical difficulties.”

"What can I do if Professor Dumbledore forbids you from interviewing students?"

Draco frowned, looking annoyed.

Skeeter whispered with a gleam in his eyes.

"Don't worry, just wait for contact."

"I very much look forward to working with you, Miss Malfoy."

She turned around and walked away in a coquettish manner.

The three of them exchanged glances, and in silence, their anger gradually dissipated.

It seems like this is really a great opportunity that has come from nowhere.

Pansy finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Draco's eyes flashed with reproach, and Daphne quickly covered her mouth.

Only after they were sure that Skeeter had gone far away did the three of them talk quietly with hidden smiles.

"Listening to her talk and thinking about what she had done, I still get really angry. Although the more I listen, the more I feel—" "I feel

Miss Skeeter, you don't seem to be a very smart person."

"Does she really think that we will be threatened like this?"

"I don't know. But if it goes well, maybe we can get some evidence."

While talking, they walked back to the castle.

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Soon, the first test arrived amidst everyone's anticipation.

The air was filled with whispers of tension and excitement, and even if you were not a fighter, you would be infected by the atmosphere.

Draco's mood had also been slightly affected by his lesson with Severus the previous morning.

Severus had to gently remind him more than once: "Draco, I need you to concentrate."

Draco could only apologize again and again with a red face.

But every time I regained my concentration, it never lasted more than ten minutes.

Finally, Severus decisively modified the course content.

Stop practicing and start explaining the principles of Legilimency.

Tuesday morning passed by somehow.

Draco thought, if the fighters would gather early before the game,

It means that Harry will most likely be escorted out of the Great Hall while everyone is busy eating.

So I decided to hide behind the auditorium door during lunch and wait by the stone steps in front of the restaurant.

At the very least, offer encouragement and support in person at the last moment.

Even if someone really saw it, it doesn't matter.

Fortunately, when the restaurant door was closed, there was no one on either side of the stone staircase.

Even through the heavy wooden door, you can still hear the incessant noise.

About twenty minutes later, the wooden door opened and two footsteps were heard.

Draco recognized Professor McGonagall's voice with delight.

This should mean that the fighter who came over was the person he was thinking about at the moment.