Hogwarts: Don't call me the Staff Maker

Chapter 343 Harassing Fly

Chapter 344 Harassing Fly

Are the age limits set by Dumbledore really that hard to meet? There's no doubt about that.

As the most powerful wizard currently recognized, if a student under the age of seventeen can break the spell he has set up, no matter the reason, he can retire on the spot and find a secluded place to live out his days in peace.

But if you just put your name into the Goblet of Fire, the situation is different... after all, the Goblet of Fire only wants a piece of paper with your name on it.

In this way, all we need to do is find an adult wizard to help us.

In Siron's memory, Barty Crouch Jr. did just that. Also, when Dumbledore learned that Harry had been chosen by the Goblet of Fire, his first reaction was to ask him if he had asked any upperclassmen to help him vote.

His reaction precisely proves that this method is feasible.

The reason for choosing Ludo Bagman was to be on the safe side. As one of the referees who is familiar with the rules, if he really wanted to do something, he would definitely have a way.

After all, the Triwizard Tournament has had a hidden element since its inception... cheating.

"I believe you, Mr. Bagman," Siren said with a smile. "With your intelligence and methods, this will be a piece of cake."

"I can't do it!" Ludo Bagman's eyes were red as he hissed in a low voice, "The Goblet of Fire is a high-grade alchemical item, not something I can control."

"Think of Ms. Rita Skeeter, and her writings," Siren said, waving the parchment in his hand. "Now, are you motivated?"

"You'll ruin me!" Ludo Bagman gasped for breath, and somehow he found himself gripping his wand.

"What, you want to settle this here?"

Siren raised an eyebrow. "I must say, that's a really good idea. With just one forgetting spell, I can completely forget about this, and you won't have any trouble... Oh, I'm starting to get tempted."

Not only was Siron tempted, but Ludo Bagman was too, and he slowly raised his wand.

It's just a forgetting spell, he knows that too!

"But..." Siren suddenly chuckled and continued, "Mr. Bagman, guess why I chose to meet you here?"

"What?" Ludo Bagman was slightly taken aback.

"Those portraits," Siren pointed to the magical portraits hanging on both sides of the foyer.

"Those portraits won't care what we say, but if someone casts a spell on a student in the castle, they will definitely tell Dumbledore."

"Or do you want to take a gamble?" Xiren asked with a smile.

Ludo Bagman's hand froze in mid-air.

As a graduate of Hogwarts, he naturally knew that the people in those portraits were alive and would occasionally pass on messages for the professors.

There are three paintings in the foyer, and they are positioned right in the middle of them, so whatever they do can be clearly seen by the people inside.

"You planned this all along, didn't you!" Ludo Bagman said through gritted teeth. "You don't trust me!"

"Do you need me to apologize?" Siren said, "if that would make you feel any better."

"you……"

"Besides, my plan doesn't stop there," Celen continued. "Haven't you noticed? I haven't taken out that betting slip you gave me at the Quidditch World Cup since just now."

"What?"

"In fact, the parchment was not far from Rita Skeeter's house at that moment, on the talons of an owl."

"Speaking of which, it was a very clever owl. We made a deal: I would have another owl deliver a special leaf every day, and if I forgot one day," Cyren paused, as if emphasizing something, before continuing after a few seconds, "then, if it didn't see the leaf, it would deliver the parchment note to Rita Skeeter!"

"You, you'll ruin me!" Ludo Bagman's voice was hoarse as he dejectedly put down his wand.

"If she gets her hands on that note, she'll definitely embellish it and publish it. Then angry people will storm the Ministry of Magic, and I'll lose all my jobs, including being a Triwizard Tournament judge. I'll be finished!"

"Actually, if you ask me... I'm not so sure." Xiren shook his finger and glanced thoughtfully at Ludo Bagman.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're probably thinking of going back to your old ways in this three-way battle, taking another gamble?"

Ludo Bagman kept his head down and remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.

"But you're out of money, so you'll have to borrow from the fairies," Siren continued. "I must warn you, Mr. Bagman, the fairies' Gallon isn't so easy to get. Once you lose..."

Xilun didn't continue speaking, but instead returned to the previous topic.

"So if you ask me, your withdrawal from the three-way championship might not necessarily be a bad thing."

Ludo Bagman's expression was unpredictable.

But at that moment, a voice came from the side.

"Good evening, are you here to find those harassing horseflies too?"

The sound was hollow, as if it came from a very far distance.

Ludo Bagman was startled and hurriedly turned around, only to notice a strangely dressed girl standing in the passageway not far away.

He had never seen such a strange appearance before: a head of messy, dirty long blond hair, a ridiculous cork necklace around his neck, a carrot earring, a dazed expression, and talking in a way that was incomprehensible to anyone.

Normally, Ludo Bagman might chat with her for a bit, just to amuse her, but he wasn't in the mood now. Seeing other people appear, he immediately left the castle in a panic and disappeared into the night.

He... I guess that means he agreed to my request.

As Xilen thought to himself, he turned around and looked at the girl, and at her exaggerated and ridiculous glasses and decorations.

I have to say, that cork necklace was absolutely ridiculous, and those carrot earrings were actually made of real carrots, and they were already dehydrated and wilted.

Good evening, Luna Lovegood.

"Hello, Siren Ollivander," Luna said, her eyes fixed on Siren's ear.

"The harassing horsefly has flown away."

"What?"

"I just saw a lot of harassing flies buzzing around your ears, but they're all gone now," Luna said, glancing again at Siron's ears.

"Maybe those kids prefer Mr. Ludo Bagman," Siron shrugged and chuckled. "You know, he used to be the most famous hitter."

"Then he must have a lot of troubles." Luna glanced outside the castle in the direction Ludo Bagman had just left in. "Those swarms of flies have all left with him."

"Ah, I completely agree with that."

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(End of this chapter)