HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

late at night.

The Slytherin common room finally fell silent.

The girls in the girls' dormitory have already fallen asleep. No matter what they were discussing before, it can't compare to their physical sleepiness.

Licolis was not asleep. She even kept her bedroom door ajar. She was waiting for an acquaintance.

The shell wind chime tied at the end of the bed swayed, and there was movement in Licoris' room.

"You came."

Lycoris opened the curtain and saw that there was a woman in the room that was empty just now - Rita Skeeter.

"I'm here to give you money." Licoris looked at the woman in front of her with a flattering smile and handed herself a bag.

Licoris picked up the hawthorn wand and tapped it, and the bag flew over unsteadily.

She looked at the longing in the woman's eyes and chuckled, "What? I asked you to place a bet for me, but you didn't take the bet yourself?"

"I made a bet, but I bet that you will be first and Harry Potter will be second." Rita Skeeter confessed honestly.

She admitted that she had gone against her master's wishes, but the money she won from betting on her was her own.

Licoris knew that someone had opened a casino to determine which warrior would win the Triwizard Tournament.

Gambling does not respect national boundaries, young or old.

The Weasley twins are so business-savvy, don't they also bet on who wins and who loses?

In line with the principle of "no gain, no gain," Lycoris asked Rita Skeeter to place a bet, betting that Potter would win among the five warriors.

Lycoris looked at her and did not let Rita Skeeter sit down. Instead, he slowly opened the bag in front of her, grabbed a handful and counted his gold coins.

There are too many, I don’t want to count them.

She put the money back again.

Lycoris deliberately didn't ask about important things and asked about gambling, "How are the warrior odds calculated?"

"Victor Krum, Cedric Diggory, and Fleur Delacour all started at 1:10. You and Potter are..." Rita Skeeter swallowed her saliva, I'm a little afraid to say, "1:1000."

Rita Skeeter noticed that she seemed lifeless and boldly said, "There are separate odds for each game."

“In the first level, because Fleur Delacour can hypnotize, I think she won more wizards, more people bought her, and the odds were lower.

"The second level is because Victor Krum's academy has swimming lessons and he is good at sports. So I think he won more wizards and more people bought him, so the odds are lower.

"The third level is that Cedric Diggory has a low odds. Everyone thinks that playing at home this time has an advantage - he is also the Hufflepuff Quidditch captain, and this time he is in the Quidditch Maze." Ta Skeeter said it in detail, for fear that she wouldn't know, "Single ranking in a single round, multi-player ranking in a single round, various odds."

"I asked you to buy the final Potter to win, and I gave you 500 gold galleons. According to the odds of 1:1000, this is half a million gold galleons?" Lycoris raised her eyebrows, are you kidding me?

Hearing Lycoris's bad tone, Rita Skeeter quickly shook her head, "No, Master, the first level has already passed when we met. Only betting on all three levels can have such odds."

But I dare not offend her, she is very scheming.

"How much did you buy from the second level?" Licoris pointed to the bookshelf and asked, "You know the consequences of lying to me, did you see that? That's Veritaserum."

Rita Skeeter looked over and saw that it was indeed the familiar color of Veritaserum.

"1:500," Rita Skeeter said quickly, "You give me 500 gold galleons, and I should give you 20 gold galleons, but the goblins deducted % of the tax, and only gold galleons were given to you. Ten thousand."

"In the bag are 1000 gold galleons and a Gringotts key. The account is opened in my name. You can access it at any time." Rita Skeeter pointed to the money bag in Licoris' hand. More and more respectful.

"You paid for a single game and I won twice? I only won one game in the second game. Didn't that make you lose?" Licoris laughed and stepped on the carpet beside the bed with her bare feet.

"No, in the second level I bet that you will be first, Potter will be second, and Cedric will be third - I was also a student at Hogwarts." Rita Skeeter confessed honestly. It felt like her eyes could see through people's hearts, "Krum is fourth, and Delacour is fifth."

"You hit all five in a row... You made a lot of money, right?" Lycoris raised her hand casually and looked at her nails.

"Master, I..." Rita Skeeter became anxious, cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"See what you're in a hurry for, I didn't say anything." Licoris chuckled and walked to her barefoot, "Are you hot?"

She wouldn't want to hand over her winnings, would she?

Rita Skeeter didn't want it, but if she asked, it would be hard to say no.

"As I said, I only need your loyalty, I don't want your money." Licoris was in a good mood after earning two hundred thousand gold galleons.

It’s just why the goblin is so dark. The 20% tax is a bit heartbreaking.

However, it is understandable that formal gambling establishments require money to maintain.

Rita Skeeter breathed a sigh of relief and then heard her say, "Sit down."

Licolis went to pour herself a cup of black tea, sat on the bed and drank it slowly.

"If you want to drink water, pour it yourself."

"I'm not thirsty." Rita Skeeter shook her head and held up her glasses with her fingers.

"Then let's get back to business - let's talk about the first submission I asked you to write." Licoris didn't let her just listen to the excitement in the hospital wing for nothing, she was her own pen.

Lycoris allowed her to avoid being caught by Hermione, and also avoided the fate of being impoverished and banned from being silenced for a year by Hermione.

"I..." Rita Skeeter didn't dare to write. She had heard so many private things under her bed, how could she dare to write?

The Dark Lord returns, Fudge pretends nothing happened, and Dumbledore plots...

There is so much information, I have never encountered it before.

"I'm ordering you, not discussing with you." Lycoris looked at her with a cold tone, "I want you to write that the Dark Lord has returned with force, Dumbledore is afraid and uneasy, and the Ministry of Magic will not express any opinions."

Returning strong is to show off the majesty of the Dark Lord and not to offend Voldemort. Step on Dumbledore, inflate his reputation, and make Voldemort happy.

By belittling Dumbledore, he didn't care about his reputation, but it would make ordinary wizards pay attention to understanding Voldemort's resurrection. He should be very happy, and he can also paralyze Voldemort and make him arrogant.

As for the Ministry of Magic...

When people are in danger, you don't speak out, don't take measures, and don't take action.

What qualifications do you have to be the Minister of Magic?

Lycoris looked at Rita Skeeter, who thought for a moment and said, "I understand, Master."

"That's right," Licolis laughed again and poured her a cup of tea. "Follow me, and you will be more valuable."