Chapter 608 Bagmon and Rita

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We can't blame Bagmon. After all, Fan Lin's determined result is just an act of giving money in the eyes of most people. The most important thing is that he understands Fan Lin's way of being a man... Fan Lin is not right at all. What interest does Diqi have?

However, Fan Lin is somewhat clear about Bagmon's dealings with goblins.

These goblins don't show any kindness. In the eyes of goblins, only gold coins are eternal.

Bagmon probably made some kind of agreement or bet with the goblin.

Judging from Bagmon's extraordinary enthusiasm for Harry, Bagmon's eyes are naturally fixed on the Three Wizards Fighting Competition. This should be the only event with unprecedented topicality in recent years besides the World Cup. .

Naturally, as an official of the Ministry of Magic, Bagmon can still find opportunities to make a fortune.

Dealing with goblins is nothing more than Bagmon placing a treasure on Harry, a gambling agreement or something like that, to earn gold coins.

He has always liked doing this, otherwise, he would not owe Fan Lin such a large debt.

This is not a good habit, at least, it will leave a lot of hidden dangers and handles.

However, Fanlin was very curious as to how Bagmon got in touch with those goblins. You know, he hadn't even come up with the money to pay Fred and George.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Bagmon..." Fan Lin said with a smile, "I would like to ask, Mr. Bagmon, are those goblins your friends?"

"Oh, of course." Bagmon said with a smile on his face, "We are talking about something, which is related to the finances of the Ministry of Magic..."

Fan Lin understood immediately that these fairies were probably from Gringotts.

"So, Mr. Bagmon is really busy, but capable people will always be put to good use. Minister Cornelius Fudge's decision-making must be wise and powerful."

"After all, the minister still has a lot of things to deal with..." Bagmon laughed dryly, and then changed the subject. His purpose was not the kid in front of him who had saddled him with a large amount of debt.

"Sorry, but..." Bagmon looked at the young wizards awkwardly, "If you don't mind, I think I need to have a good talk with Harry..."

"Oh, of course." Fan Lin made a gesture of invitation, and then Bagmon took Harry away.

"When did the Ministry of Magic's finances need to be managed by the Minister of Sports?" Ron asked in surprise.

"He just wanted to get a fortune on those goblins."

Fan Lin shrugged indifferently, "Otherwise, thousands of gold galleons will make his life difficult for the whole year."

Bagmon took Harry to the end of the Three Broomsticks bar, which was the furthest away from Mrs. Rosemart.

"I guess I should congratulate you again on your wonderful performance against the trumpet dragon, it was really outstanding." Bagmon said.

"Thank you." Harry said, but he knew that Bagmon must have wanted to say more than that, because he could praise him in front of his companions, so why turn them away? However, Buggy was not in a hurry to express his feelings even though Harry noticed that he looked in the mirror from time to time and the goblins were winking at him in the dark.

"What a nightmare." When Bagmon noticed that Harry was looking over there, he lowered his voice and said to Harry: "They don't speak English well... Fortunately, they can point out and supplement. These guys are always It's in Gobodek. But I only know one word, which means axe, and I don't like to use it lest they think I'm threatening them." He let out a low laugh.

"What do they want to do?" Harry asked.

"Uh, um..." Bagmon suddenly looked a little nervous, "They... they are looking for Barty Crouch."

"Why did you find him here? Isn't he a priest in London?"

"Well... I actually don't know where he is," said Bagmon. "He's a bit... not coming to work much. I haven't seen him for a few weeks. His assistant, Percy Jr., said he was ill. On the surface, he has called an owl to deliver instructions, but Harry, please don't tell anyone else, because Rita Skeeter is everywhere looking for his whereabouts, and I'm sure she'll brag about Barty's illness. It's a bad omen, or he's missing like Percy Zolkins. "

"Have you heard from Percy Zolkins?" Harry asked.

"No." Bagmon became nervous again, "I have sent people to look for her, but things are very strange. She must have arrived in Albania, because she wanted to see her second cousin, and then left her cousin's house to visit her aunt in the south. , disappeared on the way. Let me see where she went, she didn't seem like the type to run away with someone else... But... why are we talking about goblins and Percy? What? I really want to ask you."

Bagmon lowered his voice and said, "How about the golden egg?"

"Er, not bad," Harry lied.

Bagmon seemed to see his dishonesty.

"Look, Harry," he said, still very quietly, "I don't feel very good about all this, you've been sucked into this competition, and even though you don't want to, if...if I can help...give Point me in the direction...I'm leaning towards you...that's the road where you can pass the dragon, okay, that's it."

Harry looked at his round face and those blue, childlike eyes.

"We'll find the clue in the egg, right?" He said as casually as possible. Bagmon said a little impatiently, "We all want a Hogwarts-style victory, don't we?" "

"Have you helped Cedric?" Harry asked.

Bagmon's smooth face wrinkled at this time. "No, I, I mean, I am biased towards you, I just want to help you..."

"In that case, thank you very much. But I think the egg will crack in a few days."

He didn't know whether to accept Bagmon's help. Bagmon was still a stranger to him, and if he accepted, he would feel that he had cheated his companions.

If Fan Lin hears this, he will definitely not let Harry refuse. This kind of thing comes in vain, and if there is an advantage, don't take advantage of it...

In fact, Harry would be very angry if he knew that Bagmon was casually talking to him, even if Fred and George did this all the time.

Bagmon looked a little unhappy.

Just then, Fred and George appeared, and Bagmon said nothing.

"Hello, Mr. Bagmon, could you please give me a drink?" Fred said happily.

"No, thank you, mate." Bagmon gave Harry one last disappointed look.

Fred and George were equally disappointed and looked at Harry as if he had disappointed them.

"Well, it's time for me to go. Nice to meet you, Harry, and good luck."

Bagmon hurriedly walked out of the bar, and several goblins stood up and followed him out.

Harry walked over to the table where several people had been sitting.

"What does he want to do?" Ron asked.

"Want to help me with the golden egg," Harry replied. "He shouldn't have done that."

Hermione said in surprise, "He is one of the judges, and you have already found the clue, right?"

"Well, that's about right," Harry said.

"I think Dumbledore would be very angry if he knew that Bagmon secretly helped you. I hope he helps Cedric in the same way." Hermione said nonchalantly. She finally saw it and cheated. It's just tradition, like the fire dragon, or something.

If there is no preparation in advance, it will not be as simple as an injury. Moreover, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang have never intended to compete fairly, right?

"He won't, I asked him." Harry sighed.

"Who cares if he helps Digory?" said Ron, and Harry nodded in agreement.

"Those evil spirits don't look friendly. What are they doing here?" Hermione said, taking a sip of beer.

"Bagmon said they were looking for Crouch. He was ill and hadn't been to work for a week," Harry said.

"Perhaps Percy poisoned him so that he could take the position of Minister of International Magical Cooperation." Ron said nonchalantly.

Hermione glared at him, complaining that he shouldn't have made such a joke.

Fan Lin's attitude was the same as Ron's. It seemed that Barty Crouch had completely fallen.

He had received the news early, and it didn't surprise him at all.

"It's really interesting. Several goblins are looking for Crouch. They should be dealing with people from the Bureau of Magical Creatures."

"Crouch speaks several languages. Maybe the goblins came to him to use him as a translator." Harry said.

"Are you worried about the poor goblins?" Ron asked Hermione, "Do you want to form a society to protect them?"

"Haha, goblins don't need protection from others. Haven't you heard what Professor Binsi said about the goblin rebellion?" Hermione asked.

"No." Ron and Harry said in unison.

"They're amazing," Hermione said, taking another sip of beer. "They're not like those servant elves."

"They are indeed very powerful. At least, Gringotts can completely ban the existence of the Ministry of Magic in Egypt." Fan Lin said after taking a sip of butter beer.

Gabrielle was drinking a glass of lemonade obediently, while Dennis looked at the people in front of him with a confused expression.

Ron's position was facing the door, but a person who everyone found annoying walked in at the right time.

Rita Skeeter came in. She was wearing a yellow blouse today, the hem of which was painted a dazzling red, and with her was the photographer with a big belly. She ordered a drink and the two made their way through the crowd and sat at a nearby table.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at her and saw her saying something proudly.

"I think we should stay away from her." Fan Lin lowered his head and said, now is not the time to deal with Rita. To be precise, he has no initiative on this occasion.

Several people nodded, but when Rita's damn voice came over, everyone couldn't help but listen.

"They don't really want to talk to us? What do you think? Why is he with a group of goblins? Boring, he is a master liar. Did something happen? We should do something about it and start with 'shameless' The title is Bagmon the Magician. Write it down and we'll have to make up some stories."

"Whose life are you trying to ruin?" Harry shouted.

Many people looked up, and when Rita saw who was speaking, her eyes widened behind her jewel-encrusted glasses.

"Harry," she grinned, "Great, why are you here?"

"I was just about to bring a long broomstick to settle the score with you." Harry said angrily. "Why did you write about Hagrid like that?"

"Readers have a right to know the truth of the matter. I'm just doing what I should..."

"Who cares that he's a half-giant?" Harry shouted, "He's perfectly normal."

The bar was quiet, and the landlady watched all this from the counter, not even noticing that the wine had overflowed.

Rita's smile was a little stiff, but she recovered immediately. And she quickly took out a piece of paper and a pen from her crocodile leather bag and said, "How about an interview? Tell me what you know about Hagrid, the story behind that muscular guy, and why you became friends with him. Do you regard him as a father?"

Hermione stood up with a "whoosh", holding the glass of beer in her hand like a grenade.

"You terrible woman, you don't care about others, you only care about your story, even Bagmon..."

"Sit down, idiot, how can you understand what we are talking about?" Rita said coldly, her sharp eyes staring at Hermione, "If I tell you something about Bagmon, you will be so angry that your hair will curl up, not to say-"

"Not to say that your random compilations are not as exciting as Gilderoy Lockhart's novels."

Fan Lin interrupted unceremoniously, "Besides, you'd better think clearly about what you are doing, or what kind of words are suitable to put in your mouth."

Rita was choked, and she looked at the boy who was originally sitting next to her.

"Fan Lin. Al?" Rita was a little uncertain, but her eyes, which had been trained for a long time, made her know the boy's identity at once.

Fighting against dark wizards in the Quidditch World Cup to save 100,000 wizards, this is the report that the Daily Prophet has been repeating for several months.

Fan Lin did not respond, but frowned at Rita.

Rita seemed to have discovered some more valuable news. It was said that this little wizard was stronger than the professor, but that was not important.

She did get some news, the news of the Three Wizards Tournament, Fan Lin was excluded by two schools and even gave up...

This was a controversial thing in itself, of course, and Fan Lin himself.

He was young enough, strong enough, and was a good friend of Harry Potter. According to her observation, this boy also had some unspeakable secrets with the Beauxbatons warriors.

Friendship? This did not exist! (To be continued)