Chapter 148 Our Reporter Rita Skeeter Reports for You!

Although Harry hadn't read the newspaper yet, he knew from what Malfoy read that the things written there must be outrageous.

If he gave the newspaper to Snape and had him read it out in front of everyone, Harry felt that he might never be able to hold his head up again in his life.

He immediately crumpled the newspaper into a ball and was about to tear it up when Snape strode over. He stared at Harry and said ruthlessly:

"Potter, give me that thing quickly, you don't want Gryffindor to be deducted a hundred points because of you, right?!"

Harry gritted his teeth and finally reluctantly handed over the newspaper. Snape took the Daily Prophet and opened it again. He glanced at it a few times and then made a tut-tsk sound.

Then, he cleared his throat and read in a voice that everyone could hear:

"My name is Harry Potter. Strangers call me the Boy-Who-Lived. Enemies call me Potter. Friends call me Harry. Today in this special interview, I want to reveal a secret that has been hidden for many years."

"I... am a premature baby who has been gifted since childhood. On the day I was born, a phoenix flew to my bed.

When I was three or four months old, I started a magical riot and once caused a huge fire in my house. When I first came into contact with Quidditch at six or seven months old, I learned it without a teacher, and even my father was no match for me;

He defeated the mysterious man one year after he was born, and he still has his mark on his forehead..."

Harry was stunned. He had never said these words, not even in private, let alone in an interview!

Snape ignored Harry's reaction and continued reading:

"I have been wondering for a long time. I came to the world in a hurry and have wasted fourteen years. When can I fully redeem my magical talent that even mysterious people are afraid of?

Today I finally understand that the Triwizard Tournament is just for me! "

Muffled laughter echoed through the classroom, and Harry tried not to look at Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, even though the three of them were shaking with laughter and accidentally falling to the floor.

"Last night, my dear father told me..." Snape paused, showing his teeth, probably wanting to smile, but it made his face look even greasier.

"Oh my God, Potter, have you done something wrong again? James Potter has been dead for thirteen years, why am I telling you... Oh, it turns out it was a dream."

The laughter in the underground classroom became even louder. Not only the Slytherin students, but also the Gryffindor students couldn't help laughing when they heard this hellish joke.

Snape's thin lips also twisted, revealing a malicious smile. He glanced at Harry and said:

“My father told me in my dream that I must win the Triwizard Cup to comfort him and my mother’s souls in heaven. I will definitely win the championship because my parents gave me the strength.

I know that if they could see me now, they would be very proud of me... Yes, I still cry for them sometimes at night, and I don't feel ashamed to admit it..."

Snape looked away from the newspaper again and fell on Harry's eyes again. His face was expressionless and he said:

"Potter, are you still crying for your parents in the middle of the night? Oh, this is the first time I know of this.

Give Potter one of your handkerchiefs, Malfoy, before he bursts into tears in Potions class. "

"Yes, Professor Snape!"

Malfoy stood up excitedly and threw a rag beside the cauldron to Harry. Harry, who was blushing, did not pick it up and let the rag fall to the ground.

Just ten minutes ago, he thought that the most terrifying thing in the world was the first event of the Triwizard Tournament, but he changed his mind now.

The ten fire dragons put together were not as scary as this article. What was even more frightening was that Snape read the article in front of everyone.

He read the article in a joking tone, pausing after each sentence to make the students laugh.

Harry felt that his face was burning and his heart was beating. He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, like thorns on his back, and like a lump in his throat. His toes were almost digging a hole in the ground in embarrassment.

This unprecedented sense of shame soon spread to Ron on the side... Because Rita Skeeter described the two of them in the article as an inseparable and loving couple.

"Wes, like Harry, is also one of the top students in the school. He is also a warrior in the Triwizard Tournament. They are also the only couple of warriors..."

Snape sneered: "Potter, when did Wes and Wes become the top students in the school? How come I don't know about this? I'll ask Professor McGonagall later, she may know."

Harry stood up abruptly, trying to grab the newspaper and stop Snape from continuing to humiliate him, but Snape took a step back and said:

"Ten points from Gryffindor, please sit down!"

Harry had no choice but to sit back on the stool, and Snape continued:

"In an interview, Laurence Weiss freely admitted her relationship with Potter... Yes, I like Harry, and no one is closer than the two of us."

"This summer, Harry is staying at my house and we sleep in the same room - my parents certainly don't object - and they consider Harry to be part of the family.

Weiss was half happy and half complaining. Compared to Harry, she seemed like an outsider.

Our reporter Rita Skeeter reports! "

Snape showed an indescribable expression. He looked at Harry and Ron, as if he didn't expect that the two of them had such a troublesome relationship.

Such an unnatural thing made Snape, who was looking for fun, feel like he had eaten chocolate-flavored shit.

"Ron, what are you talking about in front of that woman?" Harry said angrily.

"What nonsense am I talking about? Didn't you sleep in the same room with me during the summer vacation?" Ron defended, "Isn't everything I said true?"

"..."

Snape interrupted the quarrel between the two and said coldly, "Although I don't discriminate against homosexuals, it doesn't mean that you can talk about love in my class. Gryffindor will deduct another ten points."

"We didn't talk about love!" Harry glared at Snape.

"Oh, so the relationship broke down?" Snape said sarcastically, "I feel sorry, but please deal with emotional disputes after class."

"..."

Hermione sat by a crucible, looking at this scene with regret.

She was originally very confused about why Rove hated Rita Skeeter so much and resolutely refused to accept her interview.

Now she completely understood.

Hermione couldn't imagine how distorted and edited her, Rove or Shirley's names would be if they appeared in this article.

It's so scary!

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(Thanks to the three masters "First See the Flower Blooming Day", "I Want to Compete with the God of Heaven" and "A Tall Chicken" for their donations.)