A Hogwarts dissertation guide

"Aha, old man!" Bagman shouted happily. He jumped up and down as he walked, as if his lower legs were equipped with springs. He was obviously in a state of extreme excitement.

"James, Sirius, it's so good to see you." He came to the campfire and panted. "The weather is so beautiful, isn't it? The weather is great! Where can I find such weather! There must be no clouds at night …The whole preparation is so organized…I don’t have anything to do!”

Behind him, a group of haggard-looking Ministry of Magic officials hurried past. There were signs in the distance that someone was playing with magic fire, and purple flames jumped more than 20 feet.

Lupine looked at their backs and pursed his lips, "I mean... they can handle it well. Since the minister handed over the power, the entire Ministry of Magic has been prospering. But obviously the audience who came to watch the game tonight was a little too much." There are too many, and the Ministry of Magic is a little short of manpower."

"Oh, of course, this is a grand event for the entire magical world." James said enthusiastically, "By the way, are you still working as a bookmaker?"

"Well, keep your voice down." Bagman smiled with a smile on his face, waved his hand, and came closer to James. He swung the pocket under his yellow and black robe, and it jingled, "I already have at least a few odds. Thousands of galleons, if you want to place a bet, I can give you a good odds... Friendly reminder, the Irish team's third forward is the best I have seen in many years-little Agatha· Timms staked half of her Eel Farm on a bet that the game would last a week."

"Oh... okay." James thought for a moment and said, "Let me think about it... I defeated the Irish team by ten gold galleons and won."

"Ten?" Ludo Bagman looked a little disappointed, "When you were studying, you didn't even make such small bets. James, how come you keep living longer and longer?"

"Because I don't care about winning the game, I just want to see a wonderful game." James patted Bagman on the shoulder and said, "There is nothing better than watching a wonderful game after sleeping for more than ten years. Quidditch has never been more enjoyable!"

"That's the truth." Bagman twitched his notebook and quill and scrawled James' name. Harry looked at him and James with a strange expression.James looked helpless.

If possible, James would naturally not want to show such a side in front of Harry, but the character of his old classmate... If you don't give him some Galleons, he will keep pestering you...

Taking the parchment handed over by Bagman, James casually crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket, seemingly not caring about the ten gold galleons at all.

"Oh, I won't bother you anymore, James, Sirius, I wish you a wonderful watching experience." Bagman didn't even bother to say hello to Harry and Hermione, he just looked at Harry's At this time, his eyes flickered slightly.

Bagman continued to move forward, and it was obvious that he wanted to make his handicap bigger.

"Why didn't he continue playing Quidditch?" James turned around and asked Sirius, "I thought he continued to be a coach on a certain team or something. I always thought he liked Quidditch."

"Of course he likes Quidditch." Sirius blinked, "But something happened and he had to quit the team."

"what happened?"

"When Ludo's Quidditch career was in full swing, he was accused of providing intelligence for August Rookwood, his father's old friend, and became a member of Rookwood's supposedly seamless intelligence network. In During the interrogation, Ludo confessed to the fact that he provided information to others, but he claimed that he did not realize that Rookwood was Voldemort's subordinate at the time. He also admitted that his motivation for joining the so-called organization against Voldemort was not that Simply because Rookwood tricked him into finding him a job at the Ministry of Magic after he retired from the Quidditch team. Later, Ludo was acquitted."

Hermione recalled the dossier she saw in the United States sentence by sentence, as if reciting knowledge points from a textbook.

"Of course, according to the information I got," Sirius tilted his head and added, "During the trial, they agreed that Ludo didn't have such a smart mind, and he didn't look like a Death Eater at all - he simply There was no hiding at all, he was immediately caught.”

"Oh, it's his character." James said with a smile, "He has always been like this. His brain is not very bright when he is studying. He thinks about Quidditch all day long."

Sirius smiled from the side.

A wizard suddenly appears beside their campfire. He is a stark contrast to Ludo Bagman, who was wearing the old robes of the Hornets.

"Barty Crouch." Sirius' face suddenly dropped.James also had a serious face, which made Harry confused.

Hermione whispered in Harry's ear, "It was Barty Crouch who imprisoned Sirius in Azkaban without trial."

Harry's fists clenched and he glared at Barty Crouch.But Sirius held him back.

"James Potter?" Barty Crouch said, with a hint of impatience in his voice, "Have you seen Ludo Bagman? I need to talk to him about something." He looked around After a while, I realized I was talking nonsense.

he left.

But the harmonious atmosphere just now has dissipated.

Hermione went back to her tent to read. The game didn't start until the evening, so they still had plenty of free time.

Sirius took out three toy broomsticks from somewhere, and the three of them had a lot of fun playing in the open space outside - of course, it was funny for two adults to ride on them, but who cares?

"Mom, that's my... uncle?" Draco said through the tent window as he looked at the guy flying a few feet low on the grass outside.

Narcissa looked a little unnatural, "Oh, yes." She pulled down the curtains, "Well...he is indeed your uncle, the only descendant of the Black family."

"But why doesn't he look very smart?"

"Uh... maybe Azkaban made him crazy." Narcissa said uncertainly.

Draco sat back in his chair and opened his mouth, but no words came out.This happened several times before he finally spoke.

"Mom, dad will come to watch the game, right? He promised me."

"Of course, Xiao Long, he promised you." Narcissa stroked Draco's short platinum hair kindly, "We have reserved a place for him, haven't we? It's just that he has been busy recently and may not be able to arrive until a little later. , but he will definitely come."