Hogwarts: Harley from the Witch Path

Chapter 300 Rita: Thanks to the two great injustices
After leaving the tent first, Furong looked curiously at the golden egg in her hand while walking, and even turned it up and down, carefully feeling its material:
"This golden egg is said to be a golden egg, and it looks like it is most likely made of brass. And it must be hollow, otherwise it would not be so light."

"That's for sure," Harry said with a smile, sarcasm in his voice,

"Do you think those poor ghosts of the British Ministry of Magic are willing to use pure gold to make competition props?"

"Well...indeed," Fleur agreed seriously,

"Your Ministry of Magic is indeed really poor. It is not even as wealthy as Beauxbatons. They are not even willing to put a layer of gold foil on the surface of the golden egg."

"I have no problem with you saying that the British Ministry of Magic is poor, but don't say it can't compare to Beauxbatons. Who allowed you to have an alumnus like Nico?"

Harry rolled his eyes, sneaked a sneak attack on Fleur's side,

"On average, your and Nico's assets can reach the level of the richest man in the world. Isn't it normal for him to donate some gold to Beauxbatons and crush the British Ministry of Magic?"

Furong smiled and didn't say much.

Hermione had been waiting outside the tent with her arms folded for a long time.

Gabrielle was taken back to the carriage by Ms. Maxim in advance, so she was alone now, which was really boring.

After meeting up with Harry and Fleur, Hermione curiously asked for information about the second project.

"So, considering the weight and material of the golden egg..."

After hearing the news, Hermione rubbed the back of her hand and thought carefully.

"Could the clue about the second project in the golden egg be a piece of parchment with a puzzle written on it?"

"No, it's also possible that there is a recording of clues in it. But it's not important, you can find out when you open the golden egg."

"In other words, the difficulty in obtaining the core information about the second project is most likely the puzzle...the puzzle..."

"By rearranging and combining various common magical meanings to provide information in a suggestive way?"

"Or do you use arithmetic numbers combined with specific charts to convey messages?"

Harry glanced at the golden egg in his arms, the light in his eyes flickered slightly.

"I think what you said is wrong, Hermione." After carefully observing the golden egg, Harry couldn't help sighing,
"Although it hits you a little bit, you guessed that the core direction is wrong."

"I have to say that those purebloods at the Ministry of Magic rarely used their brains."

"The core difficulty of obtaining clues is not simply to solve the puzzles contained in the golden eggs."

"On these golden eggs, apart from the anti-flying spell and other spells that increase the difficulty of the first event, there is only a simple..."

Listening to what Harry said, Fleur and Hermione's reactions were not violent at all, and it could even be said that they were not surprised.

But when Harley was about to tell the correct answer, their faces changed instantly.

Fleur leaned over directly, grabbed Harley's hands, and tied them behind her to prevent her from resisting.

And Hermione stood on tiptoe and covered Harry's mouth with both hands, forbidding her to finish the rest of her sentence.

"Harry, don't say it!" Fleur and Hermione tried to show a fierce look and said,
"We know this puzzle is not challenging for you, but please don't tell us the correct answer right now!"

“Don’t stop us from having fun solving puzzles through our own efforts!”

And Hermione was still threatening that if Harry didn't nod in agreement, she and Fleur would never let her go.

But the two soon regretted it, because the way they restrained Harley seemed so weak.

Harley also didn't use the extraordinary physical qualities derived from the Assassins.

She just used some of the skills she had honed in Backlund on Hermione's palm, restoring the "Skills in the Capital".

Hermione's face turned red in an instant, and she hastily withdrew her hand while rubbing her palms to relieve the strange itching and numbness.

And Furong was also gently leaned back by Harry, exerting strength from the side, directly turning back.

The three of them kept chatting and joking as they walked towards the castle.

On the way back to the castle somewhere, Harry glanced at a large tree on the edge of the Forbidden Forest nearby.

On the big tree, a beetle was lying there, its eyes full of respect.

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After a while, shortly after Principal Kamo Domitsu also passed the necessary road, the three warriors who fell at the rear came over.

Along the way, the three of them also talked one after another. Obviously, they were a little defensive with each other, but they wanted to get some valuable information through communication.

When passing the trail on the edge of this forbidden forest, a small sound suddenly came to mind in the forbidden forest.

The three warriors stopped at the same time and looked over curiously. Catherine subconsciously held the wand in her pocket.

After all, she has been attending classes at Hogwarts during this time, and has also communicated with many students.

She learned from the chats of the students that this so-called "forbidden forest" is very dangerous, and there are many ferocious magical animals in it.

But what came out of the Forbidden Forest was not a scourge, but a middle-aged witch in a bright green robe, gold-rimmed glasses, and a crocodile bracelet on her arm.

Of course, to some extent, she may be more dangerous than the scourge, but unfortunately the three warriors in front of them don't know it.

They were just amused by the witch's curly hair and strange attire.

Rita held the special dark green quill and notebook, with a greasy smile on her face:
"Guys, please wait a moment. I am Rita Skeeter, a reporter from the British Daily Prophet. Can I ask you a few questions?"

The Warriors also remembered that the reporter in front of them had appeared in the previous wand inspection session, and had also conducted a simple interview.

However, it seemed that the main interviewees were Harry Potter from Hogwarts and Fleur Delacour from Beauxbatons.

Later newspapers also published lengthy praises featuring the two.

Thinking of this, Krum frowned and took a step back quietly.

He always hated this kind of interviews that were tailored to cater to him, and even more hated those wizards who kept flattering him.

Even when he was playing with the Bulgarian National Quidditch Team, he only gave those official interviews.

Rita noticed Krum's little movement, but didn't pay attention to him.

Normally, Rita would definitely have taken the initiative to go up to him and dig deeper into this big star.

After all, this kind of internationally renowned Quidditch star has enough traffic to attract enough attention.

As for the other two brave men, even if they were written, who would read them?
But today, Rita came with a mission.

Krum is not even a side dish, at best it is a mouthwash before a meal.

The two less famous warriors in front of him are his real goals.

Fortunately for Rita, probably the last article she interviewed and praised Halle and Fleur worked.

These two warriors from Ilvermorny and Castrobushe obviously didn't know their reputation, so they happily won and waited to be interviewed.

Rita likes this kind of grievance the most, and she can dig out enough revelations during interviews.

Especially when the two of them cooperated so well and allowed her to successfully complete the task, it was a double love.

Rita cleared her throat and asked the first question:
"First of all, I would like to congratulate the two warriors for successfully completing the first event of the Big Six Tournament."

"Then the first question I want to interview is, how difficult do you think today's competition is? How do you evaluate your performance?"

"Also, how did you feel when you faced the fire dragon? How does it feel to walk out of the field now?"

The two warriors looked at each other, and Catherine took the initiative to answer the question first.

The three of them were conducting interviews and conversations seriously, and seemed very normal.

After asking a few questions, Rita narrowed her eyes slightly, and asked the question she carefully prepared:

"Then there is one more question, and I would like to get answers from both of you."

"I obviously noticed that in the competition, there is always a very obvious gap between the scores of one or two principals and other principals."

"So, do you think the referees are unfair in their scoring? How do you evaluate this?"

Catherine and Miguel, who had been completely let down by the previous questions, did not think much at all, and directly expressed their true thoughts.

Rita kept nodding her head, and at the same time glanced at the quill and notebook next to her where she was recording the conversation, and showed a satisfied smile.

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Harley didn't know how Rita's mission was going, but she didn't care.

On the way back to the castle, Harry also wanted to stop by Hagrid's hut.

But this plan was quickly scrapped, because Hagrid seemed to have premeditated, and was standing outside his hut inviting Ms. Maxim to enjoy the snails together.

At this time, he was still carrying a lot of uneaten walnuts, nuts and roasted pumpkin slices in his hands.

According to Hermione, Hagrid had cooked many snacks himself and seemed to have planned to share them with Ms. Maxim.

But who knew that Ms. Maxim ran to sit on the referee's seat, so these snacks were basically cheap for herself and Gabrielle.

Although he didn't succeed in watching the game, but now that the first project is over, Hagrid feels that his chance has come again.

Halle said that it is difficult for her to comment on this ultimate dog-licking behavior.

After all, the Immortal Witch is the ultimate fishing master, and she has never been an air force even in vast oceans like Backlund, Trier, or even Wu Hai.

As a dog licking or something, except for special circumstances for the sake of fun, Harley has never taken on such a role.

For someone like Hagrid who had to throw away five kilograms of grain to make a nest, who wanted to tear his heart out and refused to listen to his friends' advice, Harry could only wish him good luck.

Seeing that her principal was still chatting with others, Fu Rong didn't bother her.

The three of them agreed to gather in the Room of Requirement the next day and start preparing for the second competition event.

That night, Gryffindor held an extremely grand celebration banquet, which was even larger than the last time Harry chose the Warrior.

George and Fred raised a large sum of gold galleons from the Gryffindors, all of which were donated through the secret passage to Honeydukes Candy Shop and the Hog's Head Pub.

Although the butter beer at The Three Broomsticks is cheap, the Hog's Head is strong!

And the Hog's Head Bar also offers fire whiskey and chilled champagne, which other bars can't do.

Fred and George were still agitating to drink with Harry, but the two of them were really not good at drinking, and they passed out after just two drinks.

But Harley was different. She drank one glass after another in front of everyone, and even performed the difficult operation of having a bottle of ice champagne right after drinking a bottle of fire whiskey.

You know, it was the same wizard who designed these two wines, so he specially made a small easter egg when designing——

If you drink these two wines at the same time, the different temperature tactile sensations attached to the two wines will not cancel each other out, but will become more intense.

At this time, the wizard who drinks these two kinds of wine at the same time can enjoy the extremely intense two worlds of ice and fire in his stomach.

This designer originally designed this kind of drinking method for those old drunkards who hang out in bars all year round. Ordinary adult wizards would not dare to try this kind of drinking easily.

And the seventh-year students in the Gryffindor common room basically only choose one kind of wine. After choosing Firewhiskey, they didn't dare to look at the iced champagne.

As a result, when Harry drank two bottles of wine in front of everyone, the Gryffindor common room suddenly burst into even more enthusiastic cheers.

In addition to celebrating Halle's huge score difference in the first event, the little wizards were also curious about the golden egg.

But when Harry opened the golden egg with a smirk, everyone covered their ears.

There was a shrill, shrill scream from inside the egg, as if someone were scratching the blackboard with their fingernails.

After hearing it just once, the Gryffindor cubs never wanted to go near the golden egg again.

But Hermione was holding the golden egg with a thoughtful expression.

If she remembered correctly, at the death anniversary dinner of Sir Nicholas that she had attended, the music played by the ghost bands who came from all over the country was this extremely harsh sound.

Hermione suddenly wondered if the music had a special meaning.

But now there is still celebration in the Gryffindor common room, and Nearly Headless Nick is also celebrating with the little wizards.

So Hermione put the idea on hold for now, planning to ask again in the morning.

Harry couldn't help but shook his head after listening to Hermione's conjecture.

Forget it, anyway, Hermione doesn't participate in the Big Six, so let her guess.

Harry could tell right away that the only magic on the golden egg that could possibly be related to the second event was a medium magic—

This leads to the need for a medium to gain insight into the true meaning of the sounds in the golden egg.

There was this kind of alchemy in the class that Nico asked Professor Babling to teach Harley, and it was much more advanced than the alchemy that the Ministry of Magic applied to the golden egg.

So if Harley wanted to, she could directly violently change this magic and make the medium become air.

But... Anyway, she could tell at a glance that the medium should be water, and the sound stored in the golden egg was the singing of mermaids living in the cold freshwater lake waters.

Water is so easy to find, why bother to change the magic on it?

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(Thanks to the "Nine-tailed Flaming Fox" boss for the reward!)
　Headache, I can only use a slightly blunt reason for that Christmas ball.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)