HP Magic Biography

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You can’t blame Bagmon either. After all, Fan Lin’s determined result is considered an act of giving money in the eyes of most people. The most important thing is that everyone who understands Fan Lin knows the way... Fan Lin is not right at all. What is Diqi interested in? 【】

However, Fan Lin knew better about Bagmon's dealings with goblins.

These goblins don't know how to show affection. 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, Bagmont's eyes are naturally locked on the Tri-Wizard Fighting Competition, which should be the only event with unprecedented topicality in recent years besides the World Cup up.

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

Dealing with goblins is nothing more than Bagmon putting the treasure on Harry's body, a gambling agreement or something, to earn gold coins.

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

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

However, Fan Lindao was very curious about how Bagmon got on the line with those goblins. You must know that he hadn't even given out the money to pay Fred and George.

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

Oh, of course. Bagmond smiled, We're talking about something, it's about the finances of the Ministry of Magic...

Fan Lin immediately understood that these goblins probably came from Gringotts.

Speaking of which, Mr. Bagmon is really very busy. However, capable people will always be reused. 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 goal was not the kid in front of him who made him owe a lot of debt.

Sorry, but... Bagmon looked at the young wizards in embarrassment, 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's just trying to get a fortune on those goblins.

Fan Lin shrugged his shoulders indifferently, Otherwise, thousands of Galleons would make his life difficult for the whole year.

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

I thought I should congratulate you again on your excellent performance against Horntail, which was brilliant, Bagmon said.

Thank you. Harry said, but he knew that Bagmond must have more to say than that, because to praise him can also be praised before leaving his companions, why send them away? Bug was blindfolded, however, and in no hurry to speak, although Harry noticed that he was looking in the mirror now and then, and that the goblins were winking at him in the dark.

What a nightmare. Bagmon said to Harry in a low voice when he noticed that Harry was looking there. It's in Gobaldek. But there's only one word I know, which means axe, and I don't like to use it lest they think I'm threatening them. He gave a low, low laugh.

What do they want? Harry asked.

Uh, this... Bagmon suddenly looked a little nervous, They...they're looking for Barty Crouch.

Why did you find this? Isn't he a priest in London?

Uh... I don't know where he is actually, Bagmon said. He's kind of... not coming to work. Haven't seen him in weeks.

His assistant, little Percy, said he was ill. Apparently he has sent the owl to deliver instructions. But Harry, don't you tell anyone this? Since Rita Skeeter is trying to find out about him, I'm pretty sure she'll be blowing up Buddy's illness as a bad omen, or that he's gone missing like Percy Jorkins.

Have you heard from Percy Jorkins? Harry asked.

No. Bagmon became nervous again, I have sent someone to look for her, but it is 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 , came and disappeared on the road. Let me go down and see where she goes, she doesn't seem like the kind of person who elopes with other people... But... what are we doing? Why talk about goblins and Percy. Jorkins What? I really want to ask you.

Bagmon lowered his voice and said, What happened to the golden egg?

Uh, not bad, Harry lied.

Bagmon seemed to see his dishonesty.

Listen, Harry, he said still quietly, I don't feel very well about all this, you've been drawn into this contest against your will, but if...if I can help... You point me in the direction...I'm leaning towards you...it's the road where you overtake the dragon, well, that's all.

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

We'll find clues in the eggs, won't we? he said as casually as he could. Bagmund got a little impatient. We all want a Hogwarts victory, don't we?

Did you help Cedric? Harry asked.

Bagmon's smooth face wrinkled at this moment. No, I, I mean, I'm partial to you, I just want to help you...

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

He did not know whether to accept Bagmon's help, for Bagmon was still a stranger to him, and if he did he would feel he had cheated his companion.

If Fan Lin heard it, he would definitely not let Harry refuse. This kind of free thing, if there is any advantage, it is just...

In fact, let Harry know that Bagmond would be pissed if he opened the market at will, even though Fred and George did it all the time.

Bagmon looked a little unhappy.

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

How do you do, Mr. Bagmond, would you do me the honor of having a glass of wine? said Fred cheerfully.

No, thank you, buddy. Bagmond gave Harry a final disappointed look.

Fred and George were equally disappointed, and they 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 hurried out of the bar, and several goblins also stood up and followed him out.

Harry walked over to the table where a few others were sitting.

What does he want? Ron asked.

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

Hermione said in surprise, He's one of the referees, and besides, you've already found a clue, haven't you?

Er, more or less, said Harry.

I think Dumbledore would be very angry if he knew that Bagmond was secretly helping you, I hope he will help Cedric in the same way. Hermione said indifferently, she could see it, cheating It's tradition, like a fire dragon, or something.

If there is no preparation in advance, then it is not such a simple matter of getting injured. Moreover, Beauxbaton and Durmstrang have never planned to compete fairly, have they?

He won't, I asked him, Harry said with a sigh.

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

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

Bagmon said they were looking for Crouch. He was sick and out of work for a week, said Harry.

Maybe Percy poisoned him, so that he can sit in the position of Minister of International Magical Cooperation. Ron said indifferently.

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

Fan Lin's attitude is the same as Ron's. From this point of view, Barty Crouch has completely fallen.

It didn't surprise him at all that he received the news early on.

It's really interesting. A few goblins are looking for Crouch. They should deal with the people from the Magical Animal Monitoring Bureau.

Crouch speaks several languages, maybe the goblins came to him as an interpreter, said Harry.

Are you worried about poor goblins? Ron asked Hermione. Do you want to start a society to protect them?

Haha, goblins don't need other people's protection. Haven't you heard what Professor Bincy said about goblin rebellion? Hermione asked back.

No. Ron and Harry said in unison.

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

They are really 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.

Gabriel was obediently drinking a glass of lemonade, while Dennis looked at the people in front of him in a daze.

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

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

Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at her, only to see that she was talking 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 in this occasion.

Several people nodded one after another, but everyone couldn't help listening to Rita's damn voice.

They don't want to talk to us much? What do you think? Why is he with a bunch of goblins? Boring, he's a master liar, what happened? We should do something about it and start with 'Shameless' Bagmon the Sorcerer. Get it down, and we'll have to make up some stories.

Whose life are you trying to ruin? Harry said aloud.

Many looked up, and when Rita saw who was speaking, her eyes widened behind jeweled glasses.

Harry, she grinned, that's great, why are you here?

I was just about to bring a long broom to you for revenge, said Harry angrily. Why did you write about Hagrid like that?

Readers have the right to know the truth of the matter, I just did what I should...

Who cares he's a half-giant? Harry exclaimed. He's perfectly normal.

The bar fell silent, and the proprietress watched all this from the counter, not even knowing that the wine was overflowing.

Rita's smile stiffened a bit, but she recovered in no time. And quickly took paper and pen out of her crocodile bag, and said, How about an interview? Tell me about Hagrid you know, the story behind that muscled guy, and you and him. The reason for being friends. Do you treat him like a father?

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

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

Sit down, idiot, how do you know what we're talking about? Rita said coldly, her sharp eyes fixed on Hermione, if I tell something about Bagmon, you'll be so angry Even her hair is curled up, not to say—”

It's not that your random compilations are not as exciting as Gilderoy Lockhart's novels.

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

Rita choked, and she fixed her eyes on the boy who was sitting beside her.

Fallin El? Rita was a little uncertain, but her eyes that had been tempered for a long time allowed her to understand the boy's identity immediately.

In the Quidditch World Cup, the Dark Wizards saved 100,000 wizards. This is a report that the Daily Prophet has been repeating for months.

Fan Lin didn't respond, just looked at Rita with a frown.

Rita seemed to have discovered some more valuable news. Legend has it that this little wizard is more powerful than the professor, but this is not important.

She got some news, the news about the Three Witches Fighting Competition, Fan Lin was jointly excluded by the two schools, and even gave up...

This in itself is a controversial matter, and of course, there is Fan Lin himself.

Young enough, strong enough, and a good friend of Harry Potter, and according to her observation, this boy also has some ulterior secrets with Beauxbaton's warriors.

friendship? None of this exists! .

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