Rita Skeeter's article on the top three competition was finally published.

It can be seen that she ignored Maka, who should have been a big book, to the greatest extent. In this article, the information about Maka is limited to one name.

Correspondingly, Harry is a bit doomed - this is not so much a report on the competition as an embellishment of Harry's personal life.

Of course, the contents of the newspaper are false, but it has to be said that those things look very eye-catching and will lead to all kinds of misunderstandings by people who don't know.

As for Furong Delacour of busbarton, her name and Maka were crowded in the last line of the article, and even her name was misspelled.

When it comes to the specific content of the article, except for those groundless conjectures and strange descriptions, Hermione feels very uncomfortable with a certain paragraph.

Rita Skeeter wrote:

"... Harry finally found his first love at Hogwarts. His close friend Colin krivi said that Harry was inseparable from a girl named Hermione Granger - yes, she was famous for the competition. It was just one of countless daily stories about Harry's life, but Hermione couldn't stand it at all.

If it was in the past, she might just ignore it - it's not true anyway, which doesn't matter to her. But now, after she found her mind, this paragraph has become very eye-catching.

"Amazing beauty? She?" after Rita's article was published, Stacy Parkinson of Slytherin was there, but Harry found that many people were watching Hermione pointing.

"What are they talking about --"

"Don't talk, don't ask anything!" Hermione quickly blocked Harry's question back.

They soon came to the door of the Duke of bees candy store. Every time they came back to Hogsmeade, they would go there first. But this time, Hermione skipped here and went on without looking.

Harry really wanted to ask why, but due to the situation of the first two times, he finally held back.

When they passed Zoke's magic joke store again, Harry found that Hermione stopped at the door of Fengya wizard's clothing store.

"Wait here!" Hermione whispered and ran in like a gust of wind.

Harry stood at the door, blinking inexplicably, and looked in puzzled.

"Er... I'm still wearing an invisibility cloak, but she can't see." he hesitated in place. After all, he couldn't restrain his curiosity and carefully opened the door and followed in.

"Ding Ling -"

A sudden doorbell caught Harry's feet.

"Bad!"

He dared not breathe, but the next second, he was hit by something.

"Ouch! What's ahead?" a voice came from behind Harry. He hurried forward two steps and hid behind a vertical hanger with a coat hanging.

Meanwhile, Hermione, who was talking to the shopkeeper, hurried to the door - she thought Harry had sneaked in!

But what she saw was a middle-aged witch.

"Oh... What's the matter with you, madam?" said Hermione, looking carefully from side to side.

"Well... It's all right, thank you." the witch smiled, looked at the door in doubt, and then walked in.

"Harry, have you come in?" Hermione asked softly, but there was no answer.

Of course Harry wouldn't say a word. If he did, he would be wasting the coincidence. Besides, no one would take the initiative to scold, wouldn't he?

However, Hermione suddenly turned around and grabbed Harry.

"How do you know -" Harry lowered his voice and said in surprise.

But Hermione didn't explain to him at all. She opened the store door and pushed Harry out directly.

"Will your coat arch up when it's on the hanger..." she whispered and hurried back to the store.

"Does she want to buy clothes?" Harry stood outside the door and looked at the clothes displayed in the window. "But... The clothes here look very expensive."

After a while, Hermione finally came out.

They walked in silence for a while, and Harry finally couldn't help talking.

"Well... Sorry, just -"

"Don't talk!" Hermione said angrily. "Well, please take off your invisibility cloak for a while. No one will trouble you here."

"Oh, really?" said Harry. "Look behind you."

Rita Skeeter and her photographer friend had just come out of the three broom tavern. They whispered something and walked right past Hermione without looking at her.

On the contrary, Hermione clenched her fist and stared angrily at her back.

Fearing that Rita Skeeter's crocodile skin bag might touch him, Harry quickly dodged under the wall of the honey Duke candy store.

After the two men left, Harry said, "she's still in the village. I bet she'll come to the first game."

As soon as he spoke, he felt a burning sense of panic in his heart, but he didn't say it. He and Hermione rarely talk about what the first event will be.

He always felt that Hermione seemed reluctant to think about it.

"She's gone," said Hermione, looking through Harry at the end of the street. "How about going to the three broom tavern for a butter beer? It's a little cold, isn't it?"

Harry didn't answer. She felt as if she were talking to the air.

"Just go for a drink, you don't have to talk to Ron!" she guessed the reason why he didn't speak and said irritably.

The three broom tavern was crowded with people, mainly Hogwarts students, who were enjoying the freedom of the afternoon, but there were also many people in the magic world who Harry rarely saw elsewhere.

It is worth mentioning that they saw Maka in the corner. At this time, he was chatting casually with Minister of magic fudge, with a large glass of butter and beer in his hand.

"... don't worry, you've done everything you should do, and then just wait." Maka chaofudi raised his glass and said calmly.