A Hogwarts dissertation guide

"As far as I know, Harry's odds have reached a very ridiculous level." Pansy nodded in agreement with Hermione, "Of course, Hermione, your odds are also very high."

"Oh." Hermione nodded.

"Don't you even care about this?" Ron asked in surprise, "You don't mind that Bagman will help Harry?"

"Because I believe Harry." Hermione said seriously, "He has figured out the secret of the golden egg, and all he needs to do next is-" She glanced at Pansy, but decided to speak out, "He just needs to find a way. It would be enough to survive under the Black Lake for more than an hour."

"That's really great." Pansy said in surprise, her face flushed, and she turned to stare at Harry, her watery eyes seeming to water.

On the other end, Bagman seemed a little down and out. He ran away in a hurry, just because Fred and George greeted him.

"What did you say to him?" Ron asked.

"We just wanted to chat about some things from the previous Quidditch World Cup." Fred said disappointedly, "But it looks like Bagman is in trouble again."

"What does he want?" Hermione asked as soon as Harry sat back down.

"He offered to help me unlock the secret of the golden egg," Harry said.

"He shouldn't have done this," Hermione said calmly. Fortunately, she had already made a guess before, otherwise she would have been shocked. "He's one of the referees, and we already know the secret of the golden egg, don't we?"

"Yeah, that's right." Harry nodded.

Pansy stared into Harry's eyes and said, "Didn't you tell me before that you wanted to study in the castle-"

Harry didn't dare to look into Pansy's eyes.

"Ah, you young lovers, please continue chatting. We still have something to discuss." Fred and George looked at each other and said, "Yes, we have to go to Rob Road, right?"

"That's right!"

Fred and George left quickly from the Three Broomsticks. They kept saying hello to others along the way. It was obvious that they were regular visitors to the Three Broomsticks.

"So, what does he want to do?" Hermione said, sipping her butterbeer. "He wants you to win the Triwizard Tournament?"

"Maybe that's the case." Harry shook his head and said. Although Bagman wanted to help, he didn't know why. After all, his original words were like this: "I have a crush on you, so I just want to help you." you……"

"Harry, do you remember Professor Moody's speculation that night?" Hermione said seriously, Pansy also came over, but she couldn't understand what they were talking about.

"You mean - Bagman wants to harm Harry?" Ron said with a surprised look on his face.

"After all, we've never known Ludo Bagman before, have we?" Hermione said. "It's hard not to be suspicious that he's a complete stranger and yet he's coming forward to help."

"And he's still the referee. I don't want to cheat." Harry said bitterly.

Pansy lowered her head and thought for a long time, "Maybe, I probably know why." Then she repeated what she just said to Hermione and Ron to Harry.

"So, he just wants to make a fortune off of me?" Harry said in surprise.

"It's very possible," Pansy nodded, "He has always been a bit...not very clever, and most people know this. It's very possible that he would do some desperate things for that little gold galleons..."

"It still feels a bit too ridiculous..."

Harry didn't quite believe it. In fact, he didn't take Bagman's matter seriously at all, even though he seemed to have treated him quite favorably before - but he always thought it was because of Bagman and Bagman. James had been a friend.

"Ouch!" Ron shouted, staring at the door.

Rita Skeeter walked in.Today she was wearing a banana-yellow robe, her long nails painted a dazzling pink, and she was accompanied by her paunchy photographer.She bought a drink and walked through the crowd with the photographer toward a nearby table.

Harry and Ron both stared at her. She was talking quickly and seemed very satisfied with something.

"... He doesn't seem to be willing to talk to us, does he, Bozo? Tell me - why is this happening? What is he doing, followed by a large group of goblins? And he said he was taking them sightseeing... it's all nonsense Badao... he's a master liar. Has something happened? Should we dig a little deeper? Ludo Bagman, the former head of the Department of Magical Sports and Sports, is in disgrace... That's a great start, Bozo - we Just need to find a suitable story for it—"

It seems that she has her sights set on Ludo Bagman again.

"Don't you want to explain what happened in the past?" Harry shouted loudly, and he said angrily in Rita's direction.

Several people turned their faces, and Rita Skeeter saw clearly who was speaking, and her eyes suddenly widened behind her jeweled glasses.

"Hermione!" she said, smiling suddenly. "That's great! Why don't you come over and—"

She completely ignored Harry, which made him even more irritated.

"You ruined Hagrid's life! Are you not sorry at all for that?"

Rita Skeeter turned to look at Harry, her thickly drawn eyebrows raised.

"Our readers have a right to know the truth, Harry, I'm just fulfilling my—"

"Who cares if he's a half-giant?" Harry shouted. "There's nothing abnormal about him!"

The whole tavern suddenly became silent.Madame Rosmerta looked over from behind the bar - she was pouring mead into a large flagon, and the jug was overflowing without her noticing.

Pansy tugged hard on Harry's sleeve, signaling him to stop talking.Just because Rita hasn't written an article attacking Harry before doesn't mean she won't actually attack him - after all, even Dumbledore can't avoid it.

Harry just shook his arms and hugged Pansy directly, preventing her from tugging on his sleeves.

Rita Skeeter's smile flickered slightly, but she quickly fixed it back on.She opened the crocodile skin and picked it up, took out her shorthand pen, and said: "Then would you like to tell me about what you know about Hagrid, Harry? The humanity behind the sinews? Your puzzling friendship, And the reason behind the friendship, do you regard him as your elder?"

Hermione stood up, clutching the glass of Butterbeer in her hand.

"Rita, you'd better not try to piss us off before things get worse," she said. "Don't forget where you got the news."

Rita raised her eyebrows and twirled the shorthand pen between her fingers a few times, "Miss Granger, I'm sorry to have turned the situation into this, but you are more mature than Harry, so you should understand what I mean."