DNF Meets Harry Potter

And Harry, his chance...

There is no other reason. As the fourth warrior who appeared out of nowhere and whose identity is somewhat shaken, Harry is the least favored. Therefore, if he wins the championship, the odds are also the highest...

Mr. Lu Xun once said that if capital has 50% profit, it will take risks; if it has 100% profit, it will dare to trample on all laws in the world; if it has 300% profit, it will dare to commit crimes. commit any crime, even at the risk of being hanged...

Gambling board... seven out of seven, two seven forty-eight... three eight... three eight

emmm, this profit Karl is a bit not good at calculating...

If Harry can win the championship, the profit for him is simply indescribable. How could Bagman, a lousy gambler who urgently needs a large amount of cash flow, bear it?

Taking advantage of the convenience of his position, no one can tell if he does a little bit of trickery...

However, Karl felt that this time he was going to lose everything again. The thigh is right in front of my eyes so I don't want to hug it, but I want to take the risk and play with flowers...

But soon, he dismissed the idea. Because when Bagman came back, he was equally graciously invited...

"Mr. Harris, can we have a good talk?

Miss Delacour, Mr Krum would ask you to wait a moment. I will have an exchange with each of the warriors... this is specially asked by Rita Skeeter, the gold medal reporter of the Daily Prophet..."

Bagman tidied up his clothes, and extended his hand towards him with a smile. When he mentioned the words Daily Prophet and Rita Skeeter, he didn't have much reaction, and he remained calm.

Carl tilted his head, he didn't believe a word of Bagman's words, and as for inviting Fleur and Krum, it was just to deceive people.

Moreover, they will definitely not accept...

Sure enough, when Fleur and Krum heard the name Rita Skeeter, their faces instantly turned livid. The two of them have not forgotten how that unscrupulous reporter hacked them in the newspaper, and the most terrible thing was the head. headlines.

It can be said that people are thrown abroad.

"Mr. Bagman, I don't think it's necessary..." Fleur dryly rejected Bagman's invitation, and Krum shook his head lightly to show that he was not interested.

"That's such a pity! Rita will be very sad..." Bagman sighed with some regret, but the smile quickly returned to his face: "Then Mr. Harris, are you interested? "

"Of course!" Karl accepted his invitation very positively, and then followed him outside the tent.

"Carl, have you figured out how to deal with the fire dragon?" Bagman lowered his voice, looking at Carl as if he was looking at the God of Wealth:

"I don't mind sharing something, if you need it, you know...I mean," Bagman leaned closer, his voice lowered, "you're the one who's most likely to win the championship...if If you need my help, just ask, you have to remember, this is for the entire English magic community..."

"Mr. Bagman, is what you said true?!" Carl's big eyes instantly turned into crescent moons, but soon his expression became worried, "But this is cheating! Can it really be done?" OK?!"

"No one will know, Karl!"

Bagman winked at him quietly, and his tone became more earnest. He looked at Carl's immature, slightly worried face, as if he saw a mountain of Galleons!

Unfortunately, Karl saw him that way too.

"Is it really possible to do anything?"

"Of course, as long as I can do it!"

"That's good!" Carl suddenly became serious, "Then I want one-third of your gambling profit, can you agree?"

Hearing this, Bagman was instantly dumbfounded. He clutched his chest and stepped back a few steps. If Karl hadn't finally pulled him, he would almost have sat down on the ground.

"Carl, why can't I understand what you're talking about..." Bagman took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, forcing out an ugly smile.

"I also gambled on the Quidditch World Cup, but I was not very lucky. I lost a hundred galleons... But I heard that Mr. Bagman seems to be not very lucky, either?"

Karl took out a gold Galleon from his pocket and played with it boredly.

"So..." Bagman took a deep breath, "You know everything?"

"I don't fully know..." Carl nodded towards him, "But the prize money for the Triwizard Tournament is really too small, and Dumbledore lied to me again, so I had to find some extra money.

Do you mind talking to me, maybe we can cooperate..."

After all, Karl gently tossed the gold coin into the air, and when it fell into his hand again, it had already turned into a crystal trophy emitting soft white light.

Bagman's pupils shrank. As a referee, he certainly understood what it was—the championship trophy, which represented the highest honor.

"For the last time, a big sum will come, and I will never touch it again..."

Bagman gritted his teeth, his eyes gradually became extremely firm, and he slowly talked about the past.

"As a world-class event, the World Quidditch Cup brings together Quidditch fans from all over the world...

The difference in strength between the Bulgarian team and the Irish team is too great, and the result can be seen at a glance in the eyes of a discerning person, but who would have thought..."

"You played it off, so you put your hopes for the rest of your life on the gamble of the Triwizard Tournament?" Carl grinned. Now that he thinks about it, he lost his one hundred gold Galleons.

No, is it coming back soon?

Bagman nodded slowly, and then continued: "You are different from Harry, you are a warrior selected by the Goblet of Fire under normal conditions, and you are named the youngest warrior. The rate is not too high."

"Then why are you looking for Harry? You don't think he can beat me if you give me something, do you?" Carl frowned, suddenly feeling a little puzzled.

"You are all warriors representing Hogwarts, but what if Durstrang and Beauxbatons are not ranked higher?"

The corners of Bagman's mouth rose slightly.

Carl nodded and suddenly realized, it turned out that this guy wanted Harry to increase the odds, and then take the opportunity to take it all.

"If the two of you can win the first and second places in the three games, then we can bankrupt ninety-nine out of 10 gamblers!"

Bagman took a deep breath, this time he really planned to go all the way to the dark.

"Okay, it's very simple! But I want 50% of the profit!" The smile on Carl's face became brighter, "I have a way to make Harry crush Krum and Fleur!"

"This is not possible!"

I'm really taking my life right now.