Chapter 233: Malfoy's Pretending Time Begins!
When Dumbledore, Karkaroff, Maxim, McGonagall, Snape, Hagrid, and others rushed to Hogsmeade when they heard the news, Hogsmeade was covered in snow and in shambles. In the center of the village, they easily found Liz, who was directing the contestants to build something: "Professor Leeds, what's going on!?" β
"Huh? Why did you guys get here? Lizage said, the residents of Hogsmeade Village had already greeted them, and it was definitely not them who went to report the news, and if there were super well-behaved babies among the contestants, the professors should have come over a long time ago...... Presumably someone remotely peeping into this side through magic?
"Professor Leeds! We need answers! McGonagall shouted again.
"Okay, okay," Liz replied slowly, "just got a snowball fight, and now we're ready for the campfire in the evening, that's all." β
"Snowball fight...... Do you have the contestants throwing snowballs at each other?! Or a big melee of 60 people! Hagrid exclaimed.
"Yes~ Now that the wizarding world in Europe is harmonious, and there is no sign of war breaking out between countries at all, I think the concept of 'friendship first, competition second' should be correctly conveyed in this situation. So I used immortal magic to create snowfall, and let the students of the three major colleges form a mixed team to have a snowball fight and enhance their relationship...... Hehe, I'll take the lead at the beginning~" Leeds stretched out her hand to stop Professor McGonagall who was about to say something, "To question my approach, please remember that I have authorization from the Ministry of Magic to decide the affairs of the Triwizard Tournament, and then look back at the current situation of the students." β
Since Liz said so, the professors could only focus on the students around them.
"I said I should have gone and occupied Jokowi's Magic Joke Shop and threw the mischievous materials at it, but George and Fred got the first step and suffered so much."
"Worthy of being the best Seeker in the world, Culum is so invincible to throw snowballs in the air...... But why is his magic broomstick carrying a Hogwarts player? β
"It's too much, the twins don't even spare the first-grade girls...... Sister in the game, be sure to avenge Gabrielle you! β
"Harry Potter, don't pay attention to your companions who are dating a football star, come and help set up the stage~"
Despite the disheveled clothes of the students and the red marks on their faces that had been smashed by snowballs, everyone was overflowing with joy. If that's nothing, then look at who they're chatting with? The Hogwarts boys are complaining to Durmstrand's boys about tactical mistakes, Durmstrang's boys are hooking up with Beauxbatons' boys, and Beauxbatons boys are directing Hogwarts boys, and the embarrassing sense of distance is gone.
Hagrid scratched his head and said strangely, "Ale? After a snowball fight, shouldn't we be hostile to each other, like Gryffindor and Slytherinβoh, I didn't say anything! "As well as it is known, it is ultimately an ugly thing that should not be told by faculty and staff.
"If you don't mix it, maybe it will be like that~" Actually, it's not necessarily, it still depends on personal character, but the mixed mix will definitely work better, "Anyway, this is called 'don't fight, don't know', and the result is not bad." β
Without the professors to speak, Liz continued, "As for the impact of the snowball fight on Hogsmeade, I've already said helloβ"
"- Professor Leeds is always welcome to Hogsmeade Village, and we will be introducing a batch of more interesting new products, so stay tuned." As soon as a store manager received the look, he immediately gave a very informed and interesting answer.
The "............" group of professors was collectively silent.
They knew in an instant that this was the power of the Golden Gallons, hateful rich man!
"So there's nothing to worry about, I know it in my heart," Leeds held out his finger and pointed in the direction of Hogwarts, "For now, let's ask the adults who spoil the atmosphere to return to Hogwarts for the time being, don't disturb the young people for a pleasant day, and the evening will be very exciting." β
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The bonfire was still the same old routine, and there was nothing to mention in detail, just like a snowball fight during the day, except that the 60 contestants from the three colleges got to know each other and the relationship became better.
Of course, it's hard to make them friends in just one day, but being able to call each other by name, say hello when they meet in the castle, and get there on the playing field is up to the standard that Liz has in mind...... As for throwing letters like Victor Cullum and Hermione Granger in private; Or like Fred and Fleur, because Fred gave Fleur tons of output during a snowball fight, and every time they met, they would tear it up; Or George and Gabrielle, who happily play prank props next to them while their siblings tear them apart, are a few examples and are not representative of the majority of the contestants.
Time passes, and the first game is coming.
In view of the fact that this cup is a grand event that the Ministry of Magic has spent a lot of energy to produce, even though it is now occupied by the Leeds Dove, the Ministry of Magic has arranged for the largest newspaper in the country, the Prophet's Daily, to come and interview -
"What a huge lineup of contestants! But with such a huge prize money as a backing, the number of participants is actually not very large, right? Hehe~"The interviewer is a middle-aged woman with carefully combed hair into stiff curls, a strange large chin, a pair of jeweled glasses, two-inch-long nails painted crimson, and a crocodile leather bag.
"Hello, I'm Rita Skeeter, and I'm contributing to the Daily Prophet, but you know all of this, right?" Rita has always positioned herself as a British celebrity in her heart.
"......" Malfoy really knew Rita, and knew that she was a reporter who specialized in hyping up rumors, and couldn't help but shake his head at his girlfriend Astoria.
"However, the person I want to let everyone know now is not me, but you." Rita walked to Beauxbatons' line and reached out to touch the pretty face of Fleur, who was standing at the front, "How many people have been fascinated by these pink little faces?" β
Fleur's smile stiffened suddenly.
Rita walked over to Durmstran's group and circled Coollum's chest with her long bright red nails, "How many secrets are hidden by this muscle." β
Cullum glared at her angrily.
Rita finally came to the Hogwarts team, rubbed the head of the most popular Cedric with her left hand, and touched the lightning scar on Harry Potter's forehead with her right hand, "How much courage does this little head have under the curls, what kind of power is hidden under this scar." β
Cedric was silent, just as Hufflepuff had intended, but Harry Potter was a little angry, only to be pulled hard by Hermione next to him.
"All in all, what does it take to be a warrior," a few movements made Rita, who was unhappy with all the contestants, finally walk back to her original position, "My column wants to know, and crazy readers want to know." β
"So, who wants to talk first?" Rita took out her notebook and quill from her crocodile leather bag and placed them aside, the notebook opened automatically, and the quill was ready to write, "You don't mind if I use a shorthand pen, do you?" It's a bit of a lot, so I need to talk to you normally and make the interview more efficient. β
"............" the crowd was silent.
It's not so much that no one wants to be the first to be interviewed, but that no one wants to be interviewed by this annoying reporter.
"Let's go first." It was Malfoy who broke the cold and came out of the back of the line at Hogwarts.
"Oh! A handsome guy dressed strangely, always at the back of the line, I didn't even see you! Rita commanded the newspaper's photographer to give Malfoy a picture dressed as a hunter, "Name?" β
"I'm Draco Malfoy, my father's name is Lucius Malfoy, don't tell me you haven't heard of that name." Malfoy said arrogantly.
"Is it the little master of the Malfoy family?" Rita immediately smiled brightly, "May I ask you this-"
"βI'm a fourth-year Hogwarts student," Malfoy said to himself, ignoring Rita completely, "but I'm already a first-class Merlin Medalist. β
"What?!" Rita, who was still unhappy that her words were interrupted, was stunned when she heard this.
"I was taken by Professor Leeds to Yanan to hunt monsters two years ago, and it was there that my exploits were accumulated." Malfoy lifted the left chest pocket of the hunter's coat to reveal the medal, "But because of Yanan's special nature, the award of this medal cannot be made public, so please keep it a secret." β
"I know what to do." Resolutely open it, this is big news, we should try to investigate in this area!
"In addition to that, since there are very few people who can deal with the monsters in the Yanan region, I have also been officially recognized by the United Kingdom and some countries in Europe, and I have all kinds of privileges," Malfoy pressed down the hunter's three-cornered hat and stared at Rita with sharp eyes, "For example, I can get the British Ministry of Magic to put pressure on a newspaper to put pressure on someone to lose their job, and by the way, freeze their assets......"
βοΌβ Everyone knows that it refers to Rita.
"Let the European Magical Headquarters put pressure on someone to find another job in Europe, or even a place to live."
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"Finally, I still have the highest authority to deal with the Dark Wizard," Malfoy flicked the wand transformation button, and then used his magic to control the steel whip to coil forward like a poisonous snake and float up on Rita's body, "If I 'find a dark magic prop' in someone's house, I can kill them on the spot without trial." β
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Malfoy suddenly smiled, retracted the steel whip, and turned it back into a cane, "Of course, under normal circumstances, I would not use this privilege. β
Rita replied with a stiff smile: "Dang, of course, how could such an outstanding talent as Young Master Malfoy use his power for personal gain. β
"Yes, it's good that you understand." Malfoy looked coldly at the shorthand pen and notebook that had been busy next to him, "I've always been afraid that others will misunderstand me, so I kept these things hidden...... Only the upper echelons of the Ministry of Magic know. β
βοΌβ With a lightning strike, Rita tore out the latest pages of the transcription, tore them into pieces and threw them on the ground, then smiled widely.
"By the way, my girlfriend's name is Astoria Greengrass, and if it were her turn sooner, we would still have time to walk around the castle." Malfoy didn't ask if the interview was over, and turned around and walked back.
"βAs for the others, I don't care how you want to interview them."