![]() champions have died in the past haven't they?" said Rita Skeeter briskly. "How about scared for my damn life?" said Harry, a little impatiently. "How do you feel about the tasks ahead?" said Rita Skeeter. We all know you shouldn't have entered at all. "Come now, Harry, there's no need tk be scared of getting into trouble. Rita Skeeter raised one heavily pencilled eyebrow. "I don't know how my name got into the Goblet of Fire. ![]() "Now - why did you decide to enter the Tournament, Harry?" Reluctantly, Harry looked up at her instead. "Ignore the quill, Harry," said Rita Skeeter firmly. ![]() Even though he wasn't speaking, it was dashing across the parchment, and in its wake he could make out a fresh sentence.Īn ugly scar, souvenir of a tragic past disfugures the otherwise charming face of Harry Potter, whose eyes. "Er -" said Harry again, but he was distracted by the quill. what made you decide to enter the Triwizard Tournament?" Rita Skeeter was a lot of things, aggravating was one of them, but she most certainly was not attractive. The moment Rita Skeeter had spoken, the green quill had started to scribble, skidding across the parchment:Īttractive blonde Rita Skeeter, forty-three, whose savage quill has punctured many inflated reputation. my name is Rita Skeeter, Daily Prophet reporter." She put the tip of the green quill into her mouth, sucked it for a moment with apparent relish, then placed it upright on the parchment, where it stood balanced on point, quivering slightly. She reached again into her crocodile-skin bag, and drew out a long acid-green quill and roll of parchment, which she stretched out between the crate of Mr Skower's All-Purpose Magical Mess-Remover. "You won't mind, Harry, if I use a Quick-Quotes Quill? It leaves me free to talk to you normally." Rita Skeeter unsnapped her crocodile-skin handbag and pulled out a handful of candles, which she lit with a wave of her wand and magicked into mid-air, so that they could see what their were doing. He was currently squashed into a tiny little broom cupboard, with possibly the most irritating and infuriating woman he had ever met. Harry Potter was not having an enjoyable time.
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