Chapter 373: Journalist Interview, Noise in the Golden Egg

"The information I collected, plus your age of fourteen, your sister being a special referee with a high status, etc., all these make me suspect that you are just a backdoor person who is seeking fame.

Perhaps you are excellent among your peers, but there is still a certain gap with senior students.

In short, misunderstandings are caused in this way." Furong said with a hint of tenderness in her eyes, "Thank you for helping me in the competition."

"No need to thank me." Aaron waved his hand indifferently, "If it weren't for not wanting to embarrass my sister, how could Harry be the first place.

The following projects should not be so dangerous, I hope you perform well."

Furong's eyes twitched slightly, and the tenderness in her eyes turned into an indescribable complexity.

After a moment of silence, she laughed dumbly, "I can do this without you telling me."

"That's good, otherwise I will probably have to clean up the mess again." Aaron said very bluntly.

Furong snorted lightly and turned to leave the tent.

"Gaius." Cedric looked at him speechlessly, "Where is your usual emotional intelligence? Can't you see that Delacour treats you differently?"

"You know nothing." Aaron said bluntly, "Nothing is more troublesome than women.

I have been troubled by two girls recently, and I don't want to get involved with a third one."

"Two?" Harry came over and asked curiously, "I know one is Adrian, who is the other one?"

Aaron's face darkened, "This is personal privacy, I don't want to say it, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?"

"Tell me!" Harry smiled and winked, "We are so familiar with each other, what can't we say? I promise not to tell others."

Aaron rolled his eyes. If he believed this, he would be crazy.

Just as he was about to say something, two people rushed into the tent, Hermione and Ron.

"You're crazy." Hermione's eyes were red, and she angrily scolded Aaron, "That's a five-headed dragon. Even if you want to show off, you don't have to take such a big risk!"

"Uh... I know my limits, nothing will happen."

"That won't work either. What if something unexpected happens?" Hermione said with lingering fear, "When you were hit by that pillar of fire, I thought you were going to die."

"It's true." Ron added, "It's the first time I saw her face so pale, and she cried..."

"I didn't cry." Hermione interrupted Ron with an ugly face, and then looked at Aaron seriously, "There are two more competitions to come, you have to promise me that you must not take risks."

"Ah this..."

Aaron wanted to say that it was not up to him to take risks, but looking at the other party's angry eyes mixed with a hint of pleading, he nodded helplessly.

Harry and Cedric looked at each other, and tacitly thought that Hermione was the second girl who made Aaron feel troubled.

"Harry." Ron looked at him embarrassedly, "I don't think you're crazy enough to sign up yourself."

"Have you finally figured it out?" Harry said coldly, "It took you so long to figure it out?"

"I'm not the only one who thinks so. Everyone is talking about you behind your back.

I think I should..."

"Don't say it." Harry interrupted, "It's okay, forget about it!"

Hearing him say that, Ron felt a little ashamed in his heart, and said timidly: "At least I reminded you about the dragon."

"What?" Harry was stunned for a moment, as if he thought of something, and suddenly said: "Charlie is also in the dragon trainer. He told you, and then you let Hagrid tell me?"

"Otherwise?"

"So you two have reconciled?" Hermione felt more relaxed. She had been in the cold war between Harry and Ron during this period, and she felt tired every day.

"It's really inexplicable." Aaron shrugged, then asked, "How many points did the referee give you?"

"I think I got 40 points, six points lower than you." Harry said a little embarrassedly, "tied for second place with Krum."

"This makes me look very embarrassed." Cedric smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I only got more than 30 points, tied for third place with Fleur."

"What about the golden egg?

Adrian said that there will be clues to the second project in the golden egg."

"What clues can I get when I just got it?" Cedric said speechlessly.

"That's right, I was impatient."

......

After dinner, Ludo Bagman notified the five warriors to gather in the room behind the auditorium.

"You all did very well, very well." Bagman said happily, "especially the two fourth-year wizards, no one would have thought that you two would be so outstanding."

"Can we talk about business, Mr. Bagman?"

"Don't be so boring, Mr. Gaius.

But I understand that many people are waiting for you to go back and celebrate. "Bagman showed an understanding smile and continued: "Let's get back to the point. The time for the second project is 9:30 am on February 24th next year.

You have about three months to solve the clues of the golden egg, which will tell you what the second project is.

Well, that's all I have to say. "

As soon as they left the room, they saw a person standing outside the door that they didn't want to see, the unscrupulous reporter, Rita Skeeter.

"Mr. Bagman, can I interview the five warriors?"

"No problem." Bagman said and immediately winked at everyone, "I'm leaving first, you guys take advantage of the opportunity to become famous. "

Krum paused and left faster.

Cedric and Fleur followed closely behind him.

Skeeter did not stop them, but when it was Harry and Aaron's turn, she blocked the door of the auditorium.

A shorthand pen and a notebook flew out of her handbag and landed above her shoulder.

"Two outstanding warriors, is it convenient for you to do an interview?" Rita Skeeter asked with a smile as she approached.

"Not convenient."

Harry glared at her angrily and rushed out.

"Okay! Then you are the only one left, Mr. Gaius."

"Are you sure you want to interview me?" Aaron asked meaningfully.

Rita Skeeter smacked her lips, "To be honest, I have considered the consequences, but you are a dragon speaker after all, which is much rarer than Animagus.

It would be unreasonable for me not to interview you. The president would be dissatisfied, right?

But you can rest assured that I will let you see the manuscript first, and I will publish it only after you agree. "

"Is that so? I see."

Rita Skeeter was immediately delighted, and her shorthand quill seemed eager to try.

"Mr. Gaius, how did you feel when facing those dragons? How did you communicate with the dragons? What did you talk about? The magic you used during the game..."

"Look into my eyes." Aaron said directly.

Rita Skeeter looked over subconsciously, and the whole person froze in place like a puppet, with only a strange purple light flashing in her eyes.

"I don't want to be like this, but who makes you so annoying!

From now on, don't interview me in any way."

"Yes." Rita Skeeter said woodenly.

Aaron nodded with satisfaction, and then left with Abe and the golden egg.

After a while, Rita Skeeter came back to her senses and shuddered for no reason.

"Where's Harry Potter? He ran too fast! "

......

Back in the Slytherin common room, there was a deafening applause and cheers.

Neller pulled Aaron to the middle of the common room, then coughed and said, "Dean Snape meant not to disturb your rest, but there are some reasons why we must hold on until you come back."

"So...what's the matter?" Aaron looked at the dozen students who surrounded him, feeling a little puzzled.

Although there were not many people, they were all representatives of each grade, in other words, they represented the entire Slytherin College.

"Sign!" Graham, a first-year student, piled a stack of signature papers in front of Aaron and said with admiration: "Seniors will definitely not refuse the requests of us freshmen!"

"Haha! I refuse." Aaron sneered and turned to walk towards the dormitory.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Draco stopped him with a smirk, "Sign, forget it, but at least say a few words for us to pass on to others!"

"This is indeed necessary. "Aaron narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully, "First, don't bother me if you have nothing to do. I won't answer any of your questions;

Second, I don't want to hear Slytherin compare me with others. It's too annoying;

Third, I will represent Slytherin to win the Triwizard Tournament. "

"Understood." Naylor nodded, "As the prefect, I can guarantee that Slytherin will fully cooperate."

"Thank you."

"One more thing." Draco rubbed his hands nervously, "Can we see the golden egg?"

"Of course no problem." Aaron put the golden egg on the table very readily, "There is a clue to the second project inside, but I haven't opened it yet. "

A dozen people were curiously observing the golden egg. Draco couldn't help but turn the knob on the top.

The golden eggshell bloomed like a flower, and an oval amber appeared in everyone's eyes, and there seemed to be bubbles inside.

But the next moment, an extremely piercing scream came from inside. The nearest junior wizards were frightened and turned pale, and others hurriedly covered their ears.

"Malfoy, close it quickly."

Without anyone reminding him, Draco closed the golden egg the moment he heard the sound.

"What is this? I bet even the prisoners in Azkaban can make such miserable noises."

"Aaron." Naylor scratched his ears and said solemnly: "You can definitely crack the clues in the golden egg, but don't open it in the dormitory, okay?"

Aaron nodded. Opening this thing in the dormitory would seriously disturb others, and the sound just now was a hundred times more piercing than a cat's claws scratching the glass. He didn't want to experience it again.