HP North Star's Radiance

But newspapers need to eat and make money! When necessary, only those who hate Voldemort enough and are righteous enough will be willing to give Hermione's plans enough convenience beyond their own interests.

Even though these newspapers weren't as famous or popular as the Daily Prophet, but—

“Even if they dare not publish such an article,” Praris said slowly, “they would not reveal that they received the secret letter, for some well-known reasons.”

It is hatred, the hatred of losing loved ones, a blood feud.

The people Praris chose were all people who hated Voldemort to the core. And precisely for that reason, their numbers were small, easily countable on one hand.

“Great, this is exactly what we need,” Hermione said. “Luna is happy to help us too; her father is the editor of Quibbles.”

After receiving powerful assistance, Hermione logged off in a flurry, eager to slap the Ministry of Magic in the face.

Speaking of faces, Milison and Praris haven't been looking too happy lately, which has dampened Pansy and Daphne's spirits.

The only thing that made Milison feel a little better was that she had to commentate on the Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff match.

Millison looked at the new player roster and muttered to himself, "Ginny Weasley is replacing Harry Potter as the new Seeker... Come to think of it, this is her first time in a competition, isn't it? I wonder how well she flies."

“Leah said Ginny Weasley is quite capable,” Daphne said while making tea. “At least she’s very strong in combat; she’s always standing up for the younger Gryffindors. Humph, that savage Weasley gorilla!”

"Oh? Little Leah is picking on Gryffindor now?"

Pansy sat up excitedly, like an aunt who had just discovered that her best friend's child had suddenly learned to walk.

Daphne chuckled and shook her head: "Our little Leah wouldn't do that! She'll just stand by and nod and call out to the prefect."

“Standardizations,” Praris couldn’t stand it anymore. “You can’t speak ill of Lydia just because she has a Hufflepuff friend.”

Astoria is neither entirely pureblood nor a rebel among purebloods.

More accurately, Astoria did not have a complete bias in her concept of bloodline.

The child once told Praris, "Duffy (Daphne) is talking nonsense! I'm nice to my friends simply because we're friends, not because they're cool. If she's pureblood, then my friend is pureblood; if she's mixed-race, then my friend is mixed-race."

“It’s just a coincidence that she’s a girl from a Muggle family,” Lydia said.

A rebellious outcast, Praris thought.

Astoria doesn't let others' opinions dictate her thinking, nor does she exhibit any prejudice or division between academies.

She always acts according to her own senses and thoughts; she is a very unconventional girl.

"I think her rebellious phase is going on for longer and longer," Daphne said with dissatisfaction. "Dad is about to be driven crazy by her!"

Discussions about Astoria always ended with Daphne's dissatisfaction.

Over the weekend, they finally got to watch Millison commentate on the match: Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff.

This was the first time Praris felt that the Seeker didn't always decide the outcome of a game.

Milison said this situation doesn't usually occur in matches involving non-professional Quidditch players.

But as is well known, Gryffindor has three veteran players suspended and an unreliable new goalkeeper.

These three players completely dominated the opposite direction of the attack: According to Milison, Ron Weasley managed to get fourteen balls into his own net. Slouper swung his bat at his teammate. Kirk was even better! He was so startled by the opponent that he dropped his flying broom.

Ultimately, Ginny Weasley snatched the Golden Snitch under extremely dangerous circumstances.

After she caught the Golden Snitch, the score was an astonishing 240:230—"240" belonged to Hufflepuff.

In other words, Hufflepuff had already won, and even if Ginny caught the Golden Snitch, it would be useless.

Millison gulped down half a bottle of water as he left the playing arena: "How could we Slytherin not have this kind of good fortune? If we were to face the current Gryffindor, we would definitely not lose!"

“That gorilla is quite capable,” Daphne sneered. “It’s a pity Cedric Diggory is graduating and training a new Seeker to take over. Otherwise, Hufflepuff could have won even more decisively!”

Cedric Diggory had a forward-thinking mindset; he didn't think it was appropriate to wait until he retired to select new players, so he developed a new Seeker, Shabby.

Just in time for this major overhaul of Gryffindor, Cedric let the substitute new Seeker Shabby play as a trial.

Hufflepuff won despite Shabby failing to steal the Golden Snitch.

Good timing is worse than good skills. Following the Harry Potter Dementor incident, Hufflepuff once again won by default!

—That's what most people say, which really infuriated the Hufflepuffs!

On Monday morning, Prarese witnessed Hermione's abilities: the girl actually managed to persuade all the editors Prarese had given her!

Along with The Quibbler, four newspapers reported on Harry Potter's interview in their own unique styles!

Chapter 122 Embrace

Hermione Granger, the future Minister of Magic who would go down in history, gave an important early speech to the war hero Harry Potter: "If you want something to be known by everyone, then forbid it."

Umbridge angrily summoned a group of Slytherin students and ordered them to post a notice on the wall forbidding the reading of "The Quibbler".

Prarese and Draco were in charge of overseeing this "big project".

“Praris, I read that magazine—” Astoria said, glancing furtively at Draco not far away while helping the younger students paste paper. “Potter said that the Mystic has been resurrected and that the list of Death Eaters has been released.”

The list includes the parents of Malfoy, Crabbe, Gore, Nott, and Burst.

Draco was furious, his face turning ashen, and he started nitpicking at the students who were diligently wallpapering the walls.

The students kept moving, their feet stealthily shifting towards Praris, trying to get away from Draco's attack range.

“Lia, you haven’t seen it.” Praris turned her head back. “Just keep pasting your paper.”

Astoria bit her lip and lowered her head uneasily. She herself didn't need to worry about being targeted by Death Eaters, but her friend was a Muggle witch…

"Finally almost done." Anderson, hands on hips, complained to Praris, "Prefect, why are we doing this work! Are we her servants?"

Anderson pouted. His parents had never made him do such chores! Now, he was doing it at Hogwarts!

Praris took the bucket from his hand: "Mr. Anderson, at this moment in Hogwarts, there are no students or professors, only supporters and opponents of the Ministry of Magic's policies. Which one would you prefer?"

Umbridge does have a bias towards Slytherin, but to think that this bias can outweigh Umbridge's own interests...

Hop on the Hogwarts Express home as soon as possible, open the storage room, find your baby pacifier, put it in your mouth, hide under the covers, close your eyes, and let Mom and Dad pat your dear silly baby to burp!

Anderson was speechless for a moment, then turned to his good friend Johnson and whispered something to him.

Praris could vaguely hear words like "Gryffindor" and "venting his anger."

The next day at the same location, Prarese once again stood with his arms crossed, overseeing another batch of Slytherins posting notices.

This time, Umbridge wanted to ban the Wizarding Family Gazette from Hogwarts—and the newspaper followed suit, reprinting Potter's interview.

On the third day, Praris stood in the same spot again. Today's magazine was *Wizarding Weekly*, the one that had awarded Lockhart the "Most Charming Smile Award" five times.

The third afternoon was "Sniff Gossip Report," a magazine that treats gossip as gold.

The magazine didn't reprint the Harry Potter interview, but Rita, taking advantage of the gossip magazine's style, logically and with evidence, suspected that there was an unspeakable political affair between Minister Fudge and the Death Eaters.

— It's the same "spreading rumors" tactic that Rita Skeeter used on Harry and Hermione.

Following these newspapers, other tabloids sprang up like mushrooms after rain, keeping the Ministry of Magic and Umbridge busy.

Draco was furious. He ran to the lake, grabbed a stone, swung it around, and hurled it, splashing water everywhere.

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Draco, hands on his knees, his face grim, said, "Were those reporters brainwashed by the Winged Demons?! They even believed that paranoid guy Potter!"

Draco shouldn't have known the term "paranoia," but a Malignant student had previously used it to describe the fake Moody.

This word was perfect to describe Potter, so the young master always used it to provoke Potter.

Upon learning that the word was invented by Muggles, Draco immediately discarded it and never mentioned it again—until this day.

“What?” Praris walked over to him. “I thought everyone already knew this.”

Draco clapped his hands and took two steps back: "Do you think everyone is like us, with political acumen and sound judgment? Most of the time, the most foolish people just believe whatever they read in the newspapers or whatever others say."

When public opinion claimed that Potter was mentally ill, he was seen as a delusional, immature boy dreaming of becoming a savior. But when the truth was revealed, people praised Potter's courage.

Whether Don Quixote, the delusional knight who charged at the windmill "giant" on horseback, or a truly admirable hero, depends on how the writers want to portray him!

Draco stroked his chin and said, “Yes, my father is certainly a Death Eater and highly regarded by that man. But this shouldn’t be revealed—it would reduce our room for maneuver.”

Prareas walked lightly toward Draco, who involuntarily stepped back.

Praris asked, "You came up with this yourself?"

Draco's eyelashes fluttered: "What? I... can't I have such thoughts?!"

Praris said softly, "Draco, have you seen the homework Milison copied?"

“Uh,” Draco stammered, “Well, that’s what my mom said.”

After saying that, he shouted indignantly, "Hey! What are you focusing on! Do you think the source of these words is more important than my feelings?"

Draco is a proud white peacock who considers himself naturally beautiful and believes the whole world should cater to him. He takes love for granted, enjoys love, and is not ashamed to ask for it.

This is the basic logic of Draco's life.

Pralis understood what he meant; he wanted Pralis to comfort his heart, which wasn't actually that hurt. But... Draco's unhappiness at that moment was partly due to her influence.

When Prarese resolved to help Hermione awaken the ostrich-like crowd, she knew that this was the moment that was about to happen.

Skeeter wouldn't let go of the Death Eaters list, a bombshell that was bound to explode, and Harry Potter was even more eager to expose the truth to the light of day.

A song titled "Singing a Different Tune" can be easily suppressed, but waves of public opinion are not so easy to quell.

Reporters chase after trending topics. Once four newspapers and magazines get involved, other tabloids will swarm in like hyenas, devouring the remaining carrion.

This series of combined attacks will disrupt Voldemort's plans.

In contrast, the exposed Death Eaters will face significant difficulties—including the Malfoy family.

This feeling is painful and torturous.

To curb Voldemort's arrogance, she couldn't stop; she had to do something. But this would inevitably affect the Slytherin faction—part of the Death Eaters, such as Draco's family.

After doing all that, he then hypocritically comforts Draco—what kind of person is that? How utterly hypocritical!

“I’m sorry,” Praris said suddenly.

Draco exclaimed, "Uh, I was just saying—it's nothing, I just can't stand Potter!"

His light-colored eyes met Praris's deep black eyes, and he was surprised to see the sadness she was struggling with.

Sad? Why?

Draco couldn't understand whether she was sad for him.