Chapter 166

Next is Olim Maxim. She obviously disguised herself very well, but no matter how good the disguise was, it would be of no use to Hagrid, because they were both mixed-race giants... who had suffered persecution because of their blood, and were naturally very afraid of new things. ..

Giants are cruel and bloodthirsty by nature. During the black terror period ruled by mysterious men, they had caused several horrific massacres of Muggles. Apparently, this part of their bloodline was slowly being discovered by Maxim unconsciously.

Here, Rita Skeeter quotes a reader:

‘We have seen the real world and have the fairness we desire, but we will never let the respected old wizard show uncontrolled favoritism. Long live freedom! ’

Hermione was so shocked by the remarks above that she couldn't say a word.

"How did she know Madame Maxime..." She wanted to say 'giant blood', but seeing the other principal's current situation, she swallowed the last words.

Even if everyone already knows about this matter, at least don't mention it in front of the person involved.

"This is a matter for special correspondents. We are just here to solve the problem." Scrimgeour stepped forward and squeezed Nietzsche's shoulders enthusiastically. "It seems that you and I will have to work together for a while..."

He had no idea how strong he was, and Nietzsche only felt his shoulders being pinched so much that it hurt.

"I accepted Albus's invitation, but I didn't expect to be so humiliated!" Madame Maxime tried her best to control her temper, and her voice burst out hoarsely from her throat.

"This is a lie! Just making it up!" Moody pushed aside the students who were crowded together and limped to the head of the Auror. "Albus's friend is not a good person, but he is definitely not like this." That’s what it says!”

Dumbledore looked at Moody gratefully, then calmed him down.

"Alastor, we all know what Rita is..." the principal said.

"No! Rufus, go back!"

Moody's reaction was the most violent. He did not sell the Ministry of Magic's account at all.

If it were someone else, someone as soft-tempered as Ludo Bagman, he might have quit, but Scrimgeour would never do that.

Even though Nietzsche had only worked with Scrimgeour once, he understood that the Auror Director in front of him was absolutely loyal to the Ministry of Magic, not to... Dumbledore.

But speaking of it, I don’t know if Tom Riddle hidden in Harry can see this report. Maybe he is going crazy with joy now.

Happy New Year's Day, the fox will go back to celebrate the holiday.

Oops, Hermione and Nietzsche have come this far. In terms of sweetness, this book is generally not as good as the previous one, and then the main plot will follow, with Tata opening, and the ending about Mo Niang... .

PS: It was originally Hagrid's "dismissal" incident, but because of Nietzsche, the Malfoy family lost its right to speak, so Hagrid would not become a victim caught in the middle, so he was replaced by Mrs. Maxim.

Yay! Have a great New Year’s Day!

I wish all book friends who are about to take the exam have good results before the new year and have a good year!

Chapter 249 Crouch’s unknown past

As a special correspondent for the Daily Prophet, Rita once had a relationship with Nietzsche.

It seems that Rita is not as normal as he thought... Forget it, it is not normal to be able to contact Gilderoy Lockhart privately, but after all, she is also one of Nietzsche's guides in the wizarding literary world. one.

The comments in the newspaper were so sarcastic about Dumbledore that he could barely write out the words 'old madman'.

When Principal Dumbledore pulled Hagrid and chased Madam Maxime toward the Forbidden Forest, Scrimgeour, who had nothing to do, stepped forward, endured Moody's scrutinizing eyes, and pulled Nietzsche out of the crowd.

"This is a hard job..." He sighed and sat in the corner of the auditorium.

"Minister Fudge sent you here, not just for show. Tell me, what else does he want to entrust me to investigate?" Nietzsche said quickly.

Scrimgeour glanced at him in surprise. He grabbed the bread on the table with one hand. Due to the emergency, he probably didn't even eat breakfast. He didn't even dislike the cold and hard bread on the table and dipped it into some porridge. Soak it in water.

As for Rita Skeeter, Nietzsche believed that Fudge had tacitly approved of her actions.

It is obviously impossible that a huge magical government that maintains order cannot control a news agency.

"Barty Crouch and the Goblet of Fire." Scrimgeour raised two fingers. "He hasn't come to work for two weeks, just like Bertha Jorkins in the Ministry of Magic... Connell Lee is worried that the purgers haven’t given up yet.”

One person lost contact, another said his illness was disappearing, and Rita was here to add fuel to the fire.

It was hard for the Ministry not to notice these things.

"Bertha Jorkins?"

"Oh, she's a lady from the Physical Education Department of the Ministry of Magic. She's very forgetful. She said she was going to visit relatives during the summer vacation, but she hasn't come back yet." Percy, who was behind them, interrupted, "She has no sense of time at all."

He follows Scrimgeour closely, as if to emphasize his status as Barty Crouch's assistant.

For Scrimgeour, his identity was not so in line with the process, because he was afraid that his position as 'assistant to the director' would be eliminated, so he was very fawning over the replacement in front of him.

Percy looked at his boss and said, "I think this is a basic requirement for working in the Ministry of Magic..."

But no one looked at him straight in the eye, just took over his words and added: "Bertha used to be a member of the International Cooperation Department and worked with Crouch, but now, both of them have disappeared."

The International Cooperation Department values ​​the personal abilities of wizards second only to the Execution Department, because they will travel around and participate in the tedious magical affairs of various countries.

Nothing is easy when it comes to diplomacy.

In other words, Bertha, who used to work for the International Cooperation Department, became so forgetful and confused after encountering some things, and that's why she was transferred to the Magical Sports Department.

In the visitor's mind, Nietzsche was undoubtedly portrayed by Fudge as the wizard who analyzed problems most thoroughly.

"When she disappeared."

"Bertha later worked for Ludo Bagman. After she organized the Quidditch World Cup Finals, she asked for leave to visit relatives."

Scrimgeour took out a stack of documents that had been prepared long ago from his arms. It was full of labels, and everything from Bertha Jorkins' graduation results to her later work resume was clearly divided.

I have to say that it's very comfortable to work with him.

"Well... before August, from the perspective of ability, she was a hardworking woman." Nietzsche commented, "Let me see her information... an outstanding graduate of Gryffindor, seems to have a certain courage."

And she is two years older than James, Black and others.

Then this is very strange, how did an outstanding member of the International Cooperation Department suddenly become a burden?

At this time, he found the reason for Bertha Jorkins's recent leave application form: to visit her aunt in Albania.

Suspicious, Nietzsche instinctively moved all the things that happened in Albania from his memory, and the most thought-provoking one was Voldemort. He put the application form in his pocket in front of Scrimgeour.

So he continued to ask the other party: "What happened during this period?"

"This is exactly why I came... I suspect this matter has something to do with Crouch." Scrimgeour stroked his brown hair and said vigorously.

After he took off his gold-rimmed glasses, the gentle feeling disappeared, and this old lion was like a sharp blade out of its sheath.

But Percy, Barty Crouch's assistant, panicked. He said with a sad face, "That won't happen. Mr. Crouch is very respected in the Ministry of Magic... Bertha must be too stupid. She must have lost her way in the forest."

"Hehe, she is indeed respected. That's why so many people believed her when he drove Jorkins out of the International Cooperation Department and said she was a burden." Scrimgeour said coldly.

Another dusty past. It seems that the Ministry of Magic is not as good as the students of Hogwarts think.

"As far as I know, Bertha's popularity is not good, sir." Percy said respectfully.

"That's because she is too talkative. For a woman working in the Ministry of Magic, gossiping is a very bad thing. She is the kind of person who can't distinguish the occasion and doesn't know when to say what."

According to Scrimgeour's description, Nietzsche's mind emerged with a Gryffindor student who is talkative, likes to nag, but is very curious.

He was assembling Bertha's character, not comparing it to Hermione... Absolutely not...

Well, Nietzsche took a little bit of Hermione's characteristics, but only the part of being nagging.

A few owls flew in, and the newly printed newspapers fell from the sky and hit the gold plates that were still a little greasy. Now, everyone saw the news that rebuked Dumbledore.

The professors sitting in the guest of honor whispered to each other, very dissatisfied with this farce.

Scrimgeour walked up quickly and shook hands with the deans and professors in turn as the new referee. Professors McGonagall and Flitwick just nodded slightly, and the hands shaking with him shook for a while, considering that they had met.

"This is Fudge's attitude, huh?" But when it was Moody's turn, the other party cautiously put his hands on his crutches.

"Mad-Eye..."

"You want to use Rita Skeeter to discredit Dumbledore, this is impossible!" He retracted his hand in disgust, "Don't forget that I used to be an Auror. I will find that crazy woman and teach her a lesson."

"In fact, we don't know how Rita entered Hogwarts without being discovered by you." Scrimgeour silently withdrew his hand.

He stood straight. Nietzsche believed that he had a certain respect for Moody because he was the head Auror.

Even if the other party refused to shake his hand, no matter how much he doubted the Ministry of Magic, Scrimgeour always maintained his demeanor. Of course... he also represented Fudge's attitude, so naturally he would not show weakness.

"It doesn't matter, I will find out..." Moody stretched out his finger and poked his magic eye.

Rita Skeeter couldn't imagine how bad she had touched.

As a special reporter who had just provoked the conflict between the new faction and Dumbledore's faction in the British magic world, she was still happily sitting in the Leaky Cauldron, counting her gold galleons.

Chapter 250 Moody: Damn Bug

It turns out that ‘Mad-Eye’ Moody really had a fight with Rita Skeeter.

Later in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Nietzsche could see that he always had a mirror hanging on his body. It looked like a glass spinning top. Unlike the one that was smashed in his office, this one was very small.

"I made a small black magic detector myself. As long as there is a suspicious person around, it will glow and rotate." Moody tied a rope around his waist.

He angrily cursed Rita as a villain, and the situation only got worse.

By January, Nietzsche and Hermione were sitting in the library, rummaging through linguistics, and, glancing under the window, they could see Moody patrolling the playground.

"Don't you have Skeeter's contact information? Let her calm down." Hermione looked at the nervous professor, "If Moody catches him, well... ah no, he will definitely use his... Cursed.”

"I believe she didn't do it once or twice." Nietzsche raised his eyebrows and said, "You should worry about your second project."

There was only one month left before the next game, but Hermione had absolutely no place to start with the Golden Egg.

She said that she had opened it once before in the dormitory, but there were only crazy screams that wanted to pierce the eardrums. Other than that, she could not hear any useful information.

"Look at what she wrote. She makes me sound like a person who desires to rule the world." Hermione had a bad impression of her and said softly, "Or... do you agree with her?"

Hermione's tone was gentle, but it still made him shiver and tighten his clothes.

There are many types of gentleness, including sweetness and calmness, and she obviously belongs to the poison type - the old witch who handed Snow White the poisoned apple.

Now Hermione could use this trick very skillfully, hiding her purpose in tenderness, like a hidden knife.

"I'm mainly interested in her secret... How did she sneak into the school?" Nietzsche looked away from "Magical Language Collection", "You and I both know that there was no sign of her on the day of the Yule Ball. "

He wouldn't answer this question stupidly.

Besides, Moody is indeed a bit neurotic. Although the Ministry of Magic acquiesces to Rita's behavior, it does not go so far as to use magic to detect things on them before each class.

"For wizards like this who are good at hiding, even Moody has little choice but to wait for them to come out..." Hermione sighed.

"Yeah... wait until she comes out on her own... That's right!" Nietzsche suddenly thought of something and shouted in surprise, "You're right! We just need to wait. Why should we be in a hurry? Woolen cloth?!"

Perhaps his voice was too loud, and a broom flew from the bookshelf corridor and knocked him lightly.

This was Mrs. Pince's warning.

"Listen to me, Mien, we don't have to worry about the competition at all." He rubbed his head, quickly turned his head, and whispered into the girl's ear.

Silly, really...he was completely carried away by concerns about Hermione's safety.

No wonder Sherlock always lags behind in terms of momentum when facing off against Irene Adler. Obviously, for instruments as sophisticated as theirs, even tiny particles of sand can bias the conclusion.

"If you wait any longer, the game will begin." Hermione was a little confused.

"Since Mr. Crouch is controlled by the Imperius Curse, he may put your name into the Goblet of Fire... If you think about it, the person hiding in the secret will want you to participate in the competition as planned more than anyone else."

Nietzsche hugged Hermione excitedly. Sure enough, she was really suitable to remind him.

Then it all makes sense:

Bertha disappeared. As a staff member of the Sports Department, she must have known about the Quidditch World Cup and the Goblet of Fire. Then after Voldemort, who was hiding in Albania, knew about it, the scene of "Death Eaters attacking the stadium" happened;

So why was Crouch chosen as the soul-stealing target?

Of course, this goes back to the period when Bertha's personality changed drastically. She must have known something, something that would allow Death Eaters or Voldemort to control Crouch...

"You mean, no matter what, I will get the hint eventually?" Hermione said with a frown.

"That's right!!"

"It's so boring... I usually lose interest in a movie once I know how it ends."

She was winning a great victory in the Fire Dragon Competition. She had just put her body and mind into the competition and enjoyed the process of the Triwizard Tournament. However, looking at the current situation, she was asking for too much. This was not a fair and just competition at all. Contest.

Seeing her bored look, Nietzsche first looked at the deserted corridor, then sat next to Hermione and put his arm around her shoulders.

"Going to Hogsmeade for some fun this Saturday? Meet Rita by the way."