DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Wait, Dumbledore!" Bagman interrupted Dumbledore excitedly, as if thinking of something happy, "I think you seem to have forgotten an important thing!"

"Oh?" Dumbledore's mouth curled up. "Sorry, Ludo, but I don't remember what else the Warriors need to do today..."

"Take a picture, take a picture!" Bagmon exclaimed excitedly, "What do you think of the referee and the contestant, Rita?"

"Of course! I need such a photo as the cover of the headline!" Rita laughed, although she still looked reluctant.

She beckoned, and the man with the black camera who looked like her assistant walked over and squatted on the ground, ready to work.

Taking pictures delayed them a lot of time, because no matter where they stood, Maxim always blocked others. The photographer had to stand far away to get her picture, but the room was too small, so in the end everyone had to stand. Now, she is sitting.

Karkrov kept twisting his goat's whiskers, trying to curl it up a bit, Krum half-hidden, standing behind the crowd, which made Carl wonder if he had social phobia.

Before taking the photo, Furong even put on some makeup and wanted to stand in the most conspicuous position in the middle, but in the end he was pulled away by Rita, and then asked Karl to stand over.

The reason was that she would stand there to stand in the way of the two warriors of Hogwarts. At the age of seventeen, she was already 1.7 meters tall, which made Carl feel jealous.

After a long pose, Rita finally ordered the photographer to press the shutter.

Karl clenched his teeth and slumped on the chair, twisting his sore neck. Is it so troublesome to take pictures?

Rita Skeeter, you wait for me, one day I will take you to climb the mountain, and then I will take a picture of you!

After the last process, Rita's greedy eyes flickered non-stop. Without leaving a trace, she glanced at Furong who was unhappy about to leave, and Krum, who had been expressionless, smiled and greeted him.

The content of her hard-working interview just now was easily burned to ashes by Carl. The news release tomorrow has nothing to do with it. If you don't take this opportunity to catch them both, then she will play a hammer.

She doesn't believe that there is a second person in the world who knows her secret...

"Miss Delacour, Mr. Krum, please stay, this interview is not over yet..."

With a hypocritical smile on Rita's face, she stopped the two who had just stepped out of the classroom, and then greeted them step by step.

Seeing this scene, Carl's little face tightened, and then he glanced at Fleur and Krum with pity, secretly saying that Rita Skeeter, an old woman, really can’t change her shit, these two crooked Guoren came from afar and I don't know how good she is.

However, it’s normal for a wizard who has not yet graduated to suffer a wave of cruel beatings in this world...

Anyway, it has nothing to do with him, and after that report comes out, they will know what is sinister.

Rita's efficiency is very fast. Carl saw the article only a day later, and then he heard the sound of tearing paper from Furong; in the same way, Deus Strong’s attitude was also good. Wherever they went, the curses that Carl couldn't understand kept coming from their mouths.

He glanced at the newspaper, he and Harry's report was quite satisfactory and not surpassed, but Fleur and Krum's report was really hard to say.

"It's so dark, it's terrible!" After Carl put down the latest issue of the Daily Prophet, he quickly drank the pumpkin juice and stroked his chest with shock.

【Shock! The Proud Girl of Bussbaton participated in the Triwizard Tournament with such a purpose! Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality? 】

[How terrible is a school that teaches black magic on the surface? The evil black magic of Deus Strong's secret experiment will help Krum win the championship! 】

Carl felt a horror just seeing these two headlines. Sure enough, the most powerful magic is words and language!

Harry on the other side almost sprayed a sip of orange juice on Neville’s face when he saw these two reports. He swallowed hard and couldn’t stop coughing. At the same time, he felt a little grateful that if there was no Karl yesterday, It is estimated that he is the one who cracked now.

He didn't forget that Rita's naked and undisguised greedy eyes looked at him yesterday, indicating that he wanted to eat him!

...

Several days later, the impact of Rita's report gradually diminished, and the days passed by like water.

The original enthusiasm about the four Warriors has gradually subsided. After all, the game has not officially started, and everyone can only guess, but guessing is nothing more than just a few of the same ideas, nothing new. .

And Hogwarts will not stop running because of the Triwizard Tournament. The privileges of not writing homework or taking the final exam belong to the four warriors, and the other little wizards have nothing.

Oh! Do not! Can not say that, at least there are professors who love them deeply as the most solid backing behind them.

This means that they still have to endure Snape’s poisonous tongue and taunts, Professor McGonagall’s stern and extensive transformation work, and the torture of two plant and animal experts, Sprout and Hagrid, and divination. Needless to say, Professor Trelawney in the class, come, that classmate, first tell me what you saw in the teacup...

So according to the law of conservation of happiness, how happy Carl is at this moment, how much pain they have ~ www.readwn.com~ In Ravenclaw's bedroom, Carl happily looked at the roommates who were struggling to make up their homework and couldn't help but sneer. Laughed out loud. As the competition day approaches, he doesn't even need to write homework now.

So his greatest pleasure now is to watch them work hard at homework, and then he learns Snape’s tone and tone of mockery from time to time by the side...

This is really a sad story...

This ancient magic academy is still running on his original trajectory, and everything seems normal. However, when the first game was about to begin, the peaceful Hogwarts boiled again, and various gossips were flying in the sky.

What’s the first task is to kill a werewolf head-on, explore the forbidden forest to obtain tokens, explore the secret realm... There are so many varieties, there are all kinds of categories...

This made Carl couldn't help feeling full of emotions in his heart. It seems that Professor McGonagall, after all, are still reluctant to keep their hands.

The reason for this phenomenon is not because there is too little work, which is difficult to consume their vigorous energy.