I am the only one who practices magic: I practice magic in the city

Chapter 519 Super Ban (There will be another update in the evening)
"Ah~"

There was a huge sigh from the Oval.

"What a pity, only two points short! If Jon could run two more points, he could have broken 100!"

Matt Wilkinson, the royal reporter of The Sun, complained at the scene but did not forget his duty. He stared at his notebook and urged his companions to press the shutter at the semi-open box on the second floor of the North Stand.

He had just received a task notice yesterday saying that William and Harry would bring their female companions to the Oval to watch the game today.

The royal family wanted to report the news in a more relaxed and friendly way, so they asked him to bring Dan Wootton from the entertainment edition to follow the news.

The two of them were already very familiar with each other, so they didn't mind having two pieces of cake.

"William seemed to be in a good mood. He turned back from time to time to chat with others. Although I couldn't see who he was chatting with, it should be with Harry, right? Has their relationship been restored?"

Dan Wootton, who was filming nearby, muttered, "It is said that Harry's new girlfriend, Eleanor Carwin, was introduced by William. It seems that Harry finally compromised with the royal family."

You can hear the dissatisfaction in Dan Wootton's tone.

Has Prince Harry returned to his rightful place?
How can this be possible? If so, there will be less gossip every year!

Bonuses will be affected!
Matt Wilkinson shrugged: "There is a super ban. Let alone if you take pictures of Harry's scandal, even if you take pictures of William cheating, you can't release them. What's there to be disappointed about?"

Many people don’t know that Angola also does not have freedom of the press, and it is legislated.

This is Angola’s “super ban”.

The law stipulates that some individuals and organizations can pay the court between 5 and 10 British pounds to ask the court to issue a reporting ban on the media regarding specific events.

The media must not violate this ban, otherwise their license will be revoked or they will be arrested.

Even the media cannot disclose the existence of the "super ban" to the public, let alone discuss this law publicly.

In other words, this is an "invisible law" that is not open to the public.

As for which institutions or individuals are qualified, this will not be made public either.

The Guardian mentioned it once in a sideways manner ten years ago, and it almost got shut down.

It was not until five years ago that John Hemming, a member of the House of Commons, confirmed the existence of this ban by using "parliamentary privilege" and the opportunity to speak in Parliament.

Moreover, the scope of the ban is varied, such as a well-known doctor who deliberately cut off more organs from patients, the CEO of Royal Bank and his female colleague who turned Royal Bank into a husband-and-wife business, and the sister-in-law of a famous basketball star’s cabinet…

"Between one great scandal and a thousand little tidbits, I'd rather have a thousand little tidbits."

Dan Wootton curled his lips and raised his camera to take a few more pictures of William and Kate upstairs.

He is an entertainment reporter who relies on bonuses, and the news he values ​​is completely different from that of professional royal reporters like Matt Wilkinson.

"Hey, Matt, did you notice that Harry is a little different today? His every move is very... well, how should I put it? He seems more charming than usual?"

"Eh? Is that Rose Hanbury? The Marchioness of Cholmondeley?"

Dan Wootton saw a slender figure looming on the second floor of the north stand.

"That's normal. William and Kate have recently been staying at Anmer Hall in Norfolk Manor, which is only two miles away from Hutton Manor where the Marquis of Cholmondeley lives. They have been very close recently."

Matt Wilkinson looked up, shrugged and said he didn't care.

"Close?" Dan Wootton narrowed his eyes. "Why do I think... William is closer to her."

After saying that, he held the coffee in his mouth and began to look through today's shooting records, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop curling up.

"Eh? Matt, why do I feel that the way William looks at Rose is..."

Matt Wilkinson knew what this guy was up to as soon as he heard it, and rolled his eyes: "You're almost spreading rumors, you know that? Do you think royal lawyers get paid for nothing? Be careful you get sued to death."

Dan Wootton argued: "I didn't intend to say that William cheated. I just wrote 'Compared with the princess, William and the Marchioness seem to have a better understanding.'"

"And add a photo of William looking at her. Is this against the law?"

"What does it have to do with me what other people think?"

"By the way, how about this photo?"

Matt Wilkinson slapped his forehead.

Fuck, entertainment reporters really have no bottom line.

"Look, the more I watch, the more I feel there's something going on between them. She had no expression when she was talking to Kate, but she smiled with dimples when she was talking to William."

Dan Wootton selected a photo and handed the camera to Matt Wilkinson.

In a frozen picture, Rose and William were looking at each other with curved eyes and champagne in their hands. Both of them had affectionate looks in their eyes.

Oh, Matt Wilkinson also became interested after seeing it. The look in his eyes was a bit too obvious. Could it be that the two of them were really...

The two were chatting about gossip with great interest when suddenly there was a commotion coming from the direction of the north stand.

what's the situation?
Dan Wootton raised his head and looked towards the north stand, and found that it seemed that some celebrity came to watch the game, which attracted the attention of the surrounding spectators.

But isn’t this a bit too much noise?
Who is here? It can't be the Queen, can it?
Danwood raised his telescope and scanned the North Stand.

Soon, a face that couldn't be more familiar appeared in the field of vision.

At that moment, Dan Wooden's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip!

Kardashian!
Kim Kardashian!

Why is Kim Kardashian here!?
Of course he knew that Kardashian was in England recently, and the Sun alone had been reporting on her for more than a week.

A few days ago, he personally took pictures of her at a fashion event in Chelsea.

But how did she come to watch cricket?

Who is that next to her? Victoria Hervey?
Has the Hervey family fallen to this extent?
Even hanging out with the Kardashians?

Lady Victoria Hervey is the daughter of the 6th Marquess of Bristol, sister of the 7th Marquess of Bristol and elder sister of the 8th Marquess of Bristol.

The Hervey family bears the title of Marquis of Bristol, but they are typical impoverished aristocrats. Sixty years ago, they donated their 730-hectare ancestral estate because they could not pay the inheritance tax.

When the 7th Marquis of Bristol died, only 5000 pounds was left in his estate, not even enough for his burial.

Victoria Hervey is a typical It Girl. She lives a very chaotic life. She has had an affair with Adru and has taken photos for Playboy.

Although he was in a state of poverty and took photos, his social circle was always among the aristocratic class.

But now, what is this woman doing?
Hanging out with the Kardashians?
This is not a question of whether it is shameful or not, this is smearing shit on the face of the aristocracy!!
And look at your flattering expression and movements.

Dan Wootton's eyes lit up when he saw through the telescope that Victoria Hervey was smiling fawningly at Kardashian.

I thought today was Zheng Zhi’s mission to take pictures of the prince and his family watching football, but I didn’t expect to actually take some valuable pictures!

Dan Wootton quickly switched to a super telephoto lens and was about to take a few more pictures when he saw Matt Wilkinson's face turn pale.

"How could the royal family make such a mistake? Allowing William and Harry to appear in public with the Kardashians!?"

A bolt of lightning struck Dan Wootton's mind.

Yup!

This is big news! Prince Harry and Kim Kardashian watch the game together!
Isn't this more exciting than some down-and-out nobleman licking the Kardashians?
What? You said the two of them didn't even touch each other?

It doesn’t matter, we are all in the same stadium anyway.

Haha, the front page of Entertainment Tonight is mine! ——
"Ah!"

A crystal glass filled with one third of whiskey was thrown to the ground and bounced twice on the thick Persian carpet, but it did not break, only leaving a wet mark.

"Shit! Can anyone tell me how a woman whose videotape has been seen by the whole world would appear under our box!?"

William turned his head suddenly and grabbed his personal secretary Miguel Hyde by the collar, his face looking like a crab just taken out of a steamer.

"Are you all dead? You can't even do this?!"

"If there's something like 'William, Harry and Kardashian watch a game together' on the front page of tomorrow's newspaper, I swear I'll replace the entire office!"

Kate saw William's look and reached out to pull William's arm: "William, don't be like this, calm down~"

William pushed Kate away without any hesitation. Kate staggered and almost fell, then she felt someone supporting her from behind.

I turned around and saw it was my brother-in-law Harry.

"Harry, thank you." Kate was a little embarrassed. A warm current seemed to flow from her waist, which was held by Harry, making her heart surge.

"You're welcome." Harry's eyes flickered.

"Go and persuade William." Kate shook her head, not feeling anything wrong, and said anxiously.

Harry pouted at William and said, "No, someone has advised me not to."

Kate looked closely and saw Rose Hanbury's hands gently on William's arms, comforting William in a soft voice.

The anger on William's face quickly dissipated visibly, and he slowly loosened Miguel Hyde's collar.

If you don’t know, you might think that the Marchioness of Cholmondeley is the princess.

Kate stood there, forcing a smile, but her fingertips unconsciously clenched her cuffs and her whole body was trembling.

She suddenly felt that she was the only superfluous person in this private room.

At this moment, she suddenly thought of her mother-in-law, whom she had never met and who had passed away almost twenty years ago.

"Your lipstick is a little off. Go to the bathroom and touch it up. It may take you a few minutes."

Kate felt a hand patting her shoulder gently. Her eyes were slightly red. She looked up at Harry, nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and said to William and Rose Hanbury who were looking at each other affectionately, "I'm going to the bathroom."

William waved his hands subconsciously, not paying any attention to what his wife said.

Miguel Hyde, dressed in a formal three-piece suit, stood there with no emotion on his face, but he was extremely annoyed in his heart.

Why is Kim Kardashian here?

Even though they were just watching a game at the same stadium and didn't even meet, as long as the media reported it, William and Kardashian appearing in the same social occasion would still be a smear on the royal family's reputation!
This situation was undoubtedly caused by the negligence of his personal secretary!

It is difficult for people who have not lived in such an environment to understand why William would have such a big reaction just by watching a game in a stadium.

In reality, the operation of royal reputation is very subtle. Aristocrats can appear in Alcatraz, have mistresses outside, and shoot for Playboy.

But they would never accept the prince and a "commoner who became famous through scandal" appearing in the same frame, or even being in the same social occasions, which they would absolutely avoid.

Ultimately, it’s because of “class”.

In this respect, the caste system in Angola and Bharat is no different. Even if the Dalits are billions of wealth, they are not allowed to live in the same room with the Brahmins, and they cannot even touch their shadows.

This kind of "being in the same social occasion" itself will reduce the "noble" narrative of the aristocracy and weaken the people's "faith" in the royal family.

"Your Highness, I just confirmed with the Royal Guard and the Press Office that the woman came to the stadium with Lady Hervey."

"Lady Hervey lives in Los Santos, and they have had contact before."

"After that woman arrived in London ten days ago, Baroness Hervey attended all three parties she held. The two of them must be friends. This is indeed an embarrassing misunderstanding."

"Your Highness, in order to avoid risks, should we end the trip early and return to Norfolk?"

Miguel Hyde nodded slightly, his expression serious.

William's expression changed slightly and he hesitated for a moment.

"The game is not over yet, and there will be a handshake session with both teams after the game. Leaving early would be very rude and will make the media laugh at the sensitivity of the royal family and William's demeanor."

Harry suddenly spoke up.

"Besides, if we leave right after Kardashian arrives, it will give the media an excuse to hype that the royal family looks down on grassroots celebrities, and the royal family's public opinion situation will become even more passive."

"Actually, it's very simple. It's not a difficult thing to deal with. Just ignore it."

"At the same time, let the media office communicate with the two T20 teams. After the game, William and I will each represent one team and play another symbolic round."

"This way, when we leave, we won't have any chance to run into Kardashian, and the media won't be able to make use of the situation."

"Besides, this is a charity match. William and I can better maintain the royal family's charitable and people-friendly image by playing. It can also enhance the internal connections of the Commonwealth of Nations and make it easier to explain to the Cabinet and Parliament."

"The most important thing is that even if the media knew that Kim Kardashian was there, she was a spectator and we were players. Players cannot decide who comes to watch the game - this in itself cuts off the associative space."

As soon as Harry finished speaking, there was silence.

Miguel Hyde looked at Harry with a little surprise.

When did silly Harry become so shrewd?

After William's outburst, Eleanor Careyne, who had been standing nearby and dared not say a word, had stars in her eyes.

They had met each other when they were children, and also bumped into each other in some social occasions when they grew up. Although they had not had close contact, Eleanor Carwin's impression of Harry had always been "a stupid prince with no clear mind and who was annoying everyone."

Rose Hanbury introduced her to Harry, but she was reluctant at first.
I didn’t expect that after not seeing him for a few years, Harry is so charming now. He is calm and witty when dealing with things, even better than the future King William of Angola!

William's expression changed constantly, not because the plan proposed by Harry was not feasible, on the contrary, it was too feasible!

He never imagined that his stupid brother could come up with such a thorough public relations plan in such a short time.

And it’s an almost perfect solution!
"I just thought so too. Harry has really matured."

William patted Harry's shoulder with a look of relief, forced a smile through his teeth, and was about to say something else when his expression suddenly became a little unnatural, as if he was trying hard to suppress some discomfort.

Miguel Hyde noticed it immediately and was about to step forward, but William waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, then quickly walked towards the bathroom.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

William walked quickly to the door of the private bathroom, turned the handle twice, and found that it would not turn.

"Oh, Kate is in there." Harry responded seemingly unintentionally.

Kate is in there?
William was startled, his hand already on the door handle, and paused.

But the protest in his stomach was too strong. He hesitated for a moment, but still did not knock on the door. He cursed in a low voice: "Damn it."

After saying that, William turned around, straightened his back, and walked out of the private room quickly with a difficult and dignified attitude.

Let me go to the semi-open bathroom outside first. I can’t hold it any longer!
Hey!
(End of this chapter)