HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Chapter 167 Skeeter's Ambition

The students who were not yet in class were basically scattered around the library and auditorium. When the two colleges arrived at the auditorium, there were already many people sitting at the four long tables.

Professor Snape cleared the Gryffindor table, and the students from the two classes sat down in two groups, separated clearly by their classes.

"I hope Professor Snape will give them detention for the entire semester." Draco was still annoyed about what happened just now. Given Neville and Seamus's potion-making abilities, it was hard to be sure what reaction would result if the pot of potion splashed on someone.

Gloria was equally amazed at the 'strength' of the two, "They actually sat together."

In the past, when Seamus brewed potions, there would be small explosions, but this was the first time it was so serious, probably because he was with Neville.

Draco glanced at the other side of the long table with great disgust. "I heard that Potter and that Weasley haven't found dance partners yet."

Gloria looked over at Harry, who was whispering to Ron with a distressed look on his face.

The boy continued, "I'm sure they are talking about dance partners."

She raised her hand to brush away the scattered hair on Draco's cheek. He had been too hasty to protect her and hide under the table. "Harry is a warrior. A girl has invited him before. He will definitely be able to find one before the dance starts. As for Ron, there is no hard and fast requirement for him to have a dance partner before entering the dance."

The boy had a smug smile on his face, "After all, we will be the first to enter."

Gloria took out her quill and parchment, preparing to finish her homework quickly and use the remaining time to learn various spells that would help her breathe underwater.

The homework assigned by the professor was not difficult for them, and it was okay for Slytherin students not to finish it before get out of class was over.

By the second Potions class, Gloria had finished her homework and was leaning against Draco to look through all the spells related to water.

Harry and Ron were chatting, Professor Snape hit them on the head with a book, and Hermione shrank her neck and wrote quickly with a quill.

Draco looked up when he heard the noise, sneered and continued doing his homework.

After about a few minutes, Hermione stood up angrily and handed the homework to Professor Snape. Gloria paid some attention to them.

When Hermione went back to get the book, because Gloria was only four or five seats away from them, she could hear her angrily mutter to Ron in a low voice: "I've been invited to the ball, and I accepted it!"

After saying that, he left angrily.

Ron was dumbfounded. He said to Harry with a look of disbelief, "She must be saying that because she's afraid of being embarrassed."

Harry scratched his head, looking even more anxious.

Did Harry want to invite Hermione to help him through the difficult times when there was really no one around?

Before I could think about it for a while, I saw Professor Snape's gloomy eyes fall on the two of them. He put the book aside, rolled up his sleeves, walked behind them and pressed their heads hard, successfully shutting them up.

Gloria's eyes fell back on the book, and she noticed from the corner of her eye that Draco had also seen that scene, and the two smiled at each other.

Today's Potions class was the last class in the afternoon, so many people stayed in the hall after finishing their homework and waited for dinner.

After finishing their meal, Gloria and Draco were preparing to return to the common room. When they passed the entrance hall, they saw a boy in Ravenclaw uniform talking to Fleur. There were many students crowded around them. They guessed that the boy was inviting the most beautiful girl in Beauxbatons.

Fleur smiled, the charm of her Veela blood unconsciously released.

"Delacour!" A sudden shout startled everyone and they looked over. They saw Ron walking towards Fleur with a straight look in his eyes. "Will you go to the ball with me?"

He shouted so loudly that not only the students crowded in the lobby but also the students in the auditorium might have heard it. Gloria noticed that many people ran out.

Furong was stunned. The boy in front of her was still extending his hand, as if he wanted to kiss her hand.

"Brave Weasley, hahaha." Draco laughed out loud, causing everyone around him to laugh.

The Gryffindor students immediately supported the stunned Ron and quickly left the scene.

Gloria was quite surprised. "You can't resist the charm of a quarter-Veela."

Draco took his hand, "Isn't their family close to Muggles? Of course they can't resist the charm of Veela."

Some wizards covet the abilities of intelligent magical creatures, such as giants, elves, and veela, thus hybrids of these creatures appear. However, in the eyes of many pure-blood wizards, those are inferior creatures and it is impossible to treat them normally, let alone combine with them.

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The Christmas holidays have begun and the castle is as lively as ever.

As in previous years, there were twelve Christmas trees in the auditorium, hung with beautiful baubles, shiny holly berries, and golden owls chirping happily.

The professors assigned a lot of homework, but it still couldn't dampen the students' excitement.

The library and the auditorium were no longer crowded, and everyone focused on the upcoming dance. The girls discussed dresses and hairstyles, and the boys discussed how to spend a wonderful Christmas Eve with their dance partners.

Snowflakes kept falling from the ceiling of the auditorium, and owls flew in through the snow. Gloria received a letter from Lucius.

Lucius usually sent her letters when he had something important to tell her, and Draco knew it was something important at a glance.

"I'll read my father's letter when I get back."

Gloria nodded, put the letter away, and looked up to see Ron hiding behind Harry and coming to the hall.

Ron was very embarrassed by the invitation to the entrance hall last time, and he tried his best to avoid Fleur these days.

Back in the lounge, Gloria leaned back on the sofa and opened the letter.

Dear Gloria,

How are you doing at Hogwarts, I hope you and Draco enjoy the Yule Ball.

Yesterday, Rita Skeeter met me at the Ministry of Magic and we had a brief chat. She admitted that Fudge sincerely suggested writing more reports about Dumbledore and whether the school had any violations. She regretted that you had prevented her from doing so and forced her to stop the interview with Mr. Potter, which had attracted much attention.

Skeeter came to me mainly to explore whether you didn't want everything about Hogwarts to be reported, or the part about Mr. Potter being untouchable.

——Lucius

"I thought that with Fudge's support, she would just write a report without your warning." Draco took the letter and read it through.

Gloria said: "She is not stupid. It is good to have Fudge's support, but my warning is more deterrent."

Draco folded the letter and said, "But father said that the Ministry of Magic can influence the Daily Prophet."

"Of course." Gloria threw the letter into the fireplace, the flames licking the letter paper. "The Ministry of Magic can influence the direction of the daily newspaper, but it cannot decide whether the newspaper will hire or fire. At least the well-known newspapers in Europe will not welcome her. With Skeeter's ambition, she will not be willing to work for some small newspapers."

The firelight reflected on their faces. Draco said, "Fudge is targeting Dumbledore and doing everything he can to discredit him. So how do you plan to respond?"

Gloria stared at the jumping flames. "Of course, nothing about Hogwarts can be reported. This is a school that includes Slytherin House. It is not a springboard for Skeeter to become famous. But we can arrange other news reports for her."

No matter how many things happen in Hogwarts, it is still a school after all. How can it compare to the increasingly corrupt Ministry of Magic?