ragginovel Chapter 483 Bagman behaves suspiciously (page 12)
Chapter 483 Bagman behaves suspiciously (page 12)
Chapter 483 Bagman behaves suspiciously
"Harry!" Bagman's baby face showed a bright smile, "I just hope to meet you! How are you? Is everything okay?"
"Very good, thank you." Harry's expression was stiff. He had never been used to Bagman's strange enthusiasm for him.
"I wonder if I can have a few words with you alone, Harry?" Bagman smiled and looked at the people around him, "Excuse me, can you make it easier for us?"
"Uh..." Ron didn't really want to agree.
"Okay!" Hermione responded crisply, picked up two glasses of butterbeer and put them into Loren's hands, walked around behind him, stretched out her two hands and put them on his shoulders, pushed him and went to find something else. Seats were taken.
Ron glanced at Bagman and followed him.
Loren was restrained by two full glasses of butterbeer, and there was a driver behind her, so she could only push her forward.
"Aren't you curious what they would say?"
"curious!"
"Then you are still leaving?"
The two walked around several tables and chairs, and finally found a seat not far behind Bagman to sit down, with Ron following behind.
"Your friends are so considerate, especially the red-haired boy." Bagman winked at him, with a weird smile on his face, "I remember his name was Ron, right? He's a child of the Weasley family. There are so many that I can’t remember their names.”
"Really?" Bagman was simply annoyed.
"Oh, Barty has handed over all the affairs of the Ministry of Magic to interns." Bagman stuttered, "He is only thinking about the Four Wizards Tournament now. Harry, you will not believe it. He actually plans to I threw it in-"
However, Bagman seemed to be in no hurry to uncover the answer to the mystery, or perhaps there were some clues that he had not noticed.
"We should solve the mystery alone, shouldn't we?" Harry tried to sound casual and not sound like he was accusing the Director of the Department of Magical Sports and Sports for violating the rules.
"Oh, Harry, the other warriors have already started to prepare... I can give you a hint."
"How despicable, Pilot Granger."
Bagman suddenly became a little anxious: "Is it okay? Haven't you—"
"Yes, Ron Weasley..." Harry looked at his expression, not sure what he wanted to do.
"Thank you." Harry frowned slightly. If it was just a blessing, he wouldn't have to move Loren and the others away at all.
Bagman suddenly paused. He lowered his voice and looked around cautiously: "I can't tell you these things directly, and you must never tell anyone about this. Do you understand, ha?" profit?"
"Okay, I still have a lot of things to deal with, so I have to leave quickly." Bagman's smooth little face turned red, "Nice to see you... and your friends. Good luck to you, Harry. "
"I know you think so too, Morgan Cart."
"Oh, Harry, I want to congratulate you again on your excellent performance in dealing with that tree peak." Bagman praised sincerely, "It's great! Clean and neat!"
This sentence was like a happy spell, making Bagman suddenly smile: "Oh, yes, I knew you could solve it, you are very smart, I saw it from the time you dealt with the fire dragon! "
Harry noticed that the goblins looked at Bagman warily, as if they regarded him as a prisoner and were worried that he would escape.
Harry vaguely caught something. He looked at Bagman's face and said absently: "Well... not bad."
"Uh... they..." Bagman suddenly became nervous, "They are looking for Barty Crouch."
Bagman smiled helplessly at Harry: "Actually, what I mean is that we can leave alone for a while."
"It's an absolute nightmare." Bagman saw Harry looking at the goblins and said in a low voice, "They speak terrible English. It's like going back to the Quidditch World Cup with those... The Bulgarians are entangled..."
"..."
"Oh, yes..." Bagman paused and said cautiously: "Listen, Harry, I feel very sad about all this. You were forced into this competition. No one is willing to do it." Look after you, you did not participate voluntarily..."
"The friendship in school days is the most memorable, isn't it? You should understand, it's like a treasure..." Bagman blinked again, which made Harry feel uncomfortable in his heart.
"Nothing?" Harry asked knowingly.
"Yes, that's it!" Bagman said with a delighted smile, "Baty has been too busy recently and hasn't had much rest. He's a bit crazy. He actually handed over all the affairs of the department to interns... This is nothing. Good news, you know Rita Skeeter is still asking around, this matter will definitely be regarded as a disaster if it appears in the newspapers..."
"Mr. Bagman, what do you want from me?"
"The result is the same..." Harry looked over Bagman's shoulder and met the eyes of the three people behind him. His eyes moved slightly, and then he moved away calmly.
He couldn't help but wonder: "What do they want?"
"Thank you, but I'm pretty much done with the Golden Egg."
"Lower his guard."
"But at least the Bulgarians can make gestures so that people can understand. These guys keep mumbling and talking in their turkey language..." Bagman laughed low and short.
"Understand what?" Harry looked confused, "I didn't understand anything!"
Golden Egg...Ron...Treasure
Bagman's voice was so low that Harry had to get closer to hear him clearly: "If I can help, give you a little help...it's not a bad thing. I'm optimistic about you and hope you can go well." ...It doesn’t matter, as long as you say a word.”
"Why come here to find him? Can't they contact the Ministry of Magic?"
The three of them looked at each other and tacitly agreed to keep quiet, eavesdropping on the conversation not far away.
Harry paid attention to Bagman's gaze and saw him glancing at the goblins on the other side of the bar in the mirror. The goblins' clothing styles were very different and they did not seem to be local. They all had squinting black eyes and were looking here silently. .
"Yes, the secret is in the water, isn't it?" Harry knew clearly that Bagman was a member of the referee team, and he had no need to hide it.
"But fortunately, Rita Skeeter hasn't appeared for a long time..." Seeing Harry's increasingly confused eyes, he became nervous again and lowered his voice and said, "Well, after saying so much, I actually want to ask you, how are you doing with that golden egg?"
He hurried out of the tavern, and the goblins stood up from their chairs and followed him out.
The driver Granger pushed the Morgan trolley back to the bar again. As soon as he sat down, he asked aloud: "What does he want?"
There was a part that was said very quietly just now, and she didn't hear it clearly.
"He wanted to give me some hints about the second project..." Harry took a sip of butterbeer. "In fact, he already gave me hints."
"He shouldn't do this!" Hermione said with a stern expression, "He is one of the referees!"