Harry Acting Suspicious

Headmaster's Office, Grindelwald, holding a newspaper, said, "Oren, you're really ruthless. You even published Fudge's habit of eating live toads in the France Wizarding World newspaper."

Dumbledore scoffed. "How come I didn't know Fudge liked to eat toads?"

Oren said, "Who knows? Maybe Will made it all up."

"These small things, when published in the newspapers, can have a huge impact on Fudge," Grindelwald remarked approvingly.

"Yes, Lao Deng, some things don't weigh less than four ounces on the scale, but can weigh a thousand pounds on it."

"That pink toad named Umbridge is getting more and more agitated. Which of you two old guys should go and deal with him?"

Grindelwald said, "I'll go. I guarantee I'll do a fantastic job, and there'll be no way to prove it."

"Ahem," Dumbledore interrupted, "Can magical duels be resolved with physical means?"

Oren...

"I'm not going to waste my breath on you two old codgers. Today's the day we're going to Hogsmeade to buy supplies."

The two old Deng...

When Oren arrived at the castle gate, he saw Harry arguing with Filch.

"Come this way" 2

Around the corner not far away, there was a red-haired guy and a brown-haired guy.

"What kind of outfit is that? Are you sneaking around spying on us?"

"Shh, keep your voice down," Hermione explained. "We've noticed Harry a little strange today."

Oren complained, "When has he ever been in a good mood this semester?"

"Do you know what day it is today? Valentine's Day!" Ron exclaimed, gesturing excitedly.

"I don't know if I didn't check the almanac before going out today."

Two little ones...

Oren and his two companions walked through the woods along the path leading to Hogsmeade.

"Shh~ I think I heard a strange sound," Ron said, pushing aside a bush.

Two red-haired men and three others emerged from the bushes, staring at each other wide-eyed.

Oren asked curiously, "George? Fred? Are you here to keep watch too?"

"Yeah," George said, flicking the leaves off his head, "We noticed Ginny was acting a bit suspiciously today."

Fred said, "It's Valentine's Day, which is very suspicious."

Three people...

The group tracked them down to Hogsmeade. Harry went to the joke shop, Ginny went to the clothing store. Unfortunately, they had no choice but to split up.

Oren said with absolute certainty, "I'm sure Harry's got something going on today."

Hermione pouted. "Who could tell? I had an appointment with Rita Skeeter today to interview her about Harry and the return of the You-Know-Who. I hope he doesn't pull any tricks."

"That's strange, Rita Skeeter listens to you?"

"Hmph, Oren, I tricked her into coming here using your name."

"How dare you! You actually dare to forge my imperial edict!"

Hermione: "Hmph"

Oren...

"Ahem," Ron reminded him, "Harry's out."

Hermione said, "Follow them."

The three met the twins again in front of a teahouse.

Oren mused, "Ginny went into this godforsaken place too."

George said, "I did go into this store called Madam Puddifoot."

Fred scratched the goosebumps on his arm and said, "The interior is decorated in garish pink; it looks like Umbridge's office."

Oren chimed in, "Those little angels Accio remind me of Lockhart's dwarves."

Hermione...

"What are we waiting for? Let's go in!" Ron suggested.

Oren scoffed, "I reckon this is a dating hotspot. What's with all of you rushing in like this?"

Hermione rolled her eyes and said, "You guys wait outside, Oren and I will keep watch for you."

After saying this, the two entered the Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop.

Three red-haired men...

"Hermione, let's go up to the second floor and find a high vantage point."

Hermione...

On the second floor Madam Puddifoot greeted them warmly, "Another young couple, what would you like to do?"

Oren pulled out a handful of Galleon and said, "Give me some of our signature dishes, and oh, and some cookies or something."

Hermione rolled her eyes and pulled Madam Puddifoot along to start ordering.

Oren took a sip of green tea and said, "Harry and Ginny seemed to be having a good time, chatting and laughing."

Hermione said, "You'd better get a sack ready; the twins will definitely need it later."

Oren...

"Hermione, why are they talking so much? It's almost noon!"

"Oren, can you tone it down a bit? This is your fourth plate of steaks already. This is a teahouse; this is really going too far."

"So what? I already paid extra."

Hermione covered her face.

"Oren, stop eating! They've moved!"

"Harry left first. Those two are pretty cautious. Hermione, let's hurry and catch up."

As soon as I stepped out of Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop, I saw the twins escorting Harry.

"Ginny and I were talking about..."

Oren interrupted, "Were you talking about how to beat Slytherin Quidditch Team in Quidditch this year?"

Harry said, touched, "See! Oren really understands me."

George curled his lip. "Those ragtag bunch that Angelina Johnson hastily pulled in?"

Fred: "The fact that they didn't fall off the broom is the last shred of Gryffindor Quidditch Team's dignity."

Harry...

"It's because Ginny comforted you about being able to sense the You-Know-Who, isn't it?" Ron explained for Harry, though a hint of melancholy flashed across his face.

Harry slapped his thigh. "Yes, yes, yes, as expected of my dearest family, friends, and brothers, they really understand me!"

Hermione...

Oren muttered, "Wasn't it Ron who sent Ginny that time...? Hmm~ Is this like throwing good money after bad?"

Ron...

"Ahem," Hermione interrupted, "Harry, let's hurry to the Three Broomsticks. Rita Skeeter wants to interview you about the resurrection of the You-Know-Who."

Harry struggled, saying, "Quick! Fred, George, let me go! I have important business to attend to!"

Everyone...

At the Three Broomsticks, Rita Skeeter of Oren was terrified; her reporting had offended You-Know-Who and Fudge.

By the time the two realized what was happening, she didn't know if Oren would survive, but she was certain she wouldn't.

Oren curled his lip and said, "Hermione, you should at least arrange an interview with the person you called."

"Huh? Okay, let's start the interview." Hermione thought Rita Skeeter would argue with her a bit, but she didn't expect this girl to be more docile than a quail.

The interview began with Harry slowly recounting what had happened.

Hermione slammed her hand on the table. "Rita Skeeter, where's your skill at spreading rumors? Exaggerate it!"

Rita Skeeter???

Harry???

Luna at the next table was humming a song. "Weasley Is Our King ~"

Ron...

Rita Skeeter wiped a bead of cold sweat from her brow and said, "It's finished, but where can we publish it? The Daily Prophet certainly won't publish it."

Hermione tossed the article to Oren and said, "Major shareholder, go post this on the Quibbler."

Oren...

Rita Skeeter rubbed her hands together and looked at Hermione, asking, "How much do I get paid?"

Luna's voice, sounding almost sleepwalking, rang out. "My dad wouldn't pay someone to write articles."

Rita Skeeter looked at Oren with a puzzled expression.

"What are you looking at? Do you think you'll be shortchanged by your Galleon when you work for me, young master?"

Rita Skeeter...

It's a lot of Galleon, but it's a bit too expensive. Maybe I should save up more Galleon and run away.