Hogwarts Crawler

"I really shouldn't have done that."

Looking at the Hufflepuff wearing the Hufflepuff on his chest, Adam couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

It's so easy to be incited... But when you think about the foreigners parading every other day, it's not surprising.

"Today should have been the day you feed the owl, right? Why did you come here specially?"

Bernard looked at Adam in confusion.

"Why did you come here?"

"To watch the fun!"

Bernard said confidently:

"Anyway, I have nothing to do today. Seeing that you are acting strangely, I came to see if there is any fun."

"You..."

Looking at Bernard, Adam blinked:

"It's a bit like Eugene's level."

While talking, a ladybug flew past the window, and Adam grabbed it and stuffed it into a glass bottle. He reached out, took the bottle, and screwed the lid in one go. Rita Skeeter, who was just passing by, was locked up in an instant, and a question mark popped up above her head.

"Look what I found? A wild ladybug."

Adam raised his lips and flicked his finger on the glass bottle, causing Rita Skeeter, who was trying to escape by climbing up the glass, to fall back to the bottom of the bottle.

"You came here just to catch a ladybug?"

Bernard stared at the ladybug for a while and found that although the ladybug was panicked, it did not crawl around or fly around trying to escape like a normal ladybug would. Instead, it stayed where it was... as if thinking?

"Animagus?"

Adam glanced at him again and sighed:

"You really have some of Eugene's level."

"Are there so many Animagus?"

Thinking of Uther, who had recently started practicing Animagus, Bernard shook his head and was still not interested. He preferred a real head-on duel.

Real guns and cannons would also be fine.

"Who is this?"

"The reporter of the Daily Prophet, Ms. Rita Skeeter... Am I right?"

Adam looked at Rita Skeeter who was playing dumb, and said nothing. He just took out another glass bottle and put it next to Rita Skeeter's glass bottle. Inside was a densely packed miniature Acromantula.

"I wonder if spiders eat ladybugs?"

...

"Well, Ms. Rita Skeeter, we have a pleasant cooperation~ Remember to take a single photo of Cedric, a handsome one~"

Adam waved goodbye to Rita Skeeter who turned into a ladybug and left.

"You went through so much trouble to make such a trip just to get her to report the truth?"

Bernard felt a little regretful. She was the gold medal reporter, writer and author of the best-selling newspaper in the wizarding world. If he could hold her in his hands...

"Don't look at her as if she dares to make up anything. She can only work within the rules. It's enough for her not to cause us trouble. We can't ask for more."

Adam didn't care about that little channel of expression. When Voldemort came to power, the Daily Prophet would be useless. Before that, she could at most help with an advertisement...Does Adam need that little money?

Instead of spending that effort, it's better to start a newspaper by yourself.

"Speaking of which, was the scene just now so scary?"

Bernard remembered that Rita Skeeter couldn't stand steadily after she turned back to human form, and her face and body were covered with sweat from fear. He couldn't understand it.

It's just sticking to the spider through the glass, is it so scary?

"Do you want to experience it?"

Seeing the familiar smile on Adam's face, Bernard's heart shuddered:

"Forget it then."

Adam sighed with some regret. Bernard was not afraid of spiders, especially after eating the roasted Acromanthus, so he originally wanted Bernard to see the American cockroach enlarged to the size of a four-poster bed.

The kind that can fly~

Unfortunately, Bernard was not fooled. It was not that he was not brave enough, and he backed down halfway.

Seeing Adam's expression, Bernard felt more and more that his choice was right, and quickly changed the subject:

"Your store is also very popular among students in Durmstrang and Beauxbatons."

After Adam stopped being an assistant, he continued to run the store, but Bernard and his friends would go to help when they were free. Bernard certainly noticed the new guests with special clothes.

"Ah, yes, they also asked me if I would open branches in Germany and France."

After getting to know them, Adam felt that the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were not much different from most students of Hogwarts, and both schools had both male and female students.

"So will you open a branch?"

"Who can say for sure?"

Adam smiled slightly, hoping that the two countries' ministries of magic would not think of driving him away...

A few weeks passed quickly, and the Triwizard CompetitionThe first match of the tournament is coming soon.

"Are you ready?"

Adam asked Cedric, who was ready to go.

"Of course, don't worry! With my strength, the best way to deal with the dragon is the Eye Spell, and I practiced a few weeks in advance..."

Cedric paused when he said this:

"Speaking of which, Potter suddenly found me before and told me that the first trial was about the dragon... Maybe he really didn't cheat to sign up?"

Bernard shook his head:

"That's not what you should consider now. Even if he was framed, I believe Professor Dumbledore will pay more attention to this matter. What you have to do is prepare for your trial, don't be swallowed by the dragon in the first round."

Adam saw Zhang Qiu looking at this side from a distance, and smiled knowingly:

"It seems that we should slip away and leave you some time for the two of you... After the first round, we will have a big meal to celebrate, but if your score is too bad, we won't call you."

"Then you should prepare for Buddha Jumps Over the Wall!"

Cedric pulled his collar with both hands and said confidently.

...

"Hearing you say that, there shouldn't be any problems this time?"

On the way to the viewing venue, Eugene looked at Adam.

"In the first game, it's very difficult to do something in front of everyone. Professor Dumbledore is watching."

Adam said meaningfully.

"What about the second game? The third game?"

Eugene fell into thought,

"If the second game is not in front of everyone, it would be a good time to make a move. If we wait until the third game, Professor Dumbledore will definitely be alert."

After all, if we don't make a move in the last game, there will be no chance.

"But the premise of that is that Professor Dumbledore knows that someone will make a move in secret, right?"

Bernard raised an objection,

"Now Professor Dumbledore hasn't even discovered that Professor Moody is a fake..."

Although they lowered their voices, people began to appear around them, and everyone stopped communicating.

When they came to the Hufflepuff team, Cedric was the first one, and everyone was cheering for him.

Adam looked at the cloth with a badger painted on it, his eyes rolled, and he raised his hand... He paused, and suddenly he pulled out his wand and waved it as if he remembered something.

Referring to the school relic robes in a certain game, the brown fabric with reflective copper-yellow badgers and grass leaf patterns rose from all sides of the venue, flew towards the sky, and covered the sky above the stands, helping everyone to block the sun.

Adam's support attracted a burst of exclamations from the Hogwarts classmates, but a certain old headmaster almost couldn't help standing up when he saw it for the first time, and then immediately returned to the office to check if anyone had sneaked away.

At the window of the headmaster's office, Grindelwald, who saw this scene through the glass, squinted his eyes with interest.

However, seeing the little animal with bared fangs and claws, he couldn't help but show a bit of dissatisfaction on his face:

"Tsk——"