After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

"This is absolutely ridiculous! If something like this is published in the newspaper, everyone will know it's fake!" Rita Skeeter felt that the world was completely crazy. Otherwise, why would anyone want to spread the rumor about her and Dumbledore?

Rita Skeeter felt insulted.

Yes, that's Dumbledore, recognized by the wizarding world as the greatest white wizard currently.

But so what?

Can this title change the fact that he has snow-white hair and beard, and an old face that is similar to the bark of the tree?

And she, Rita Skeeter, although may not be as charming as the girls in their teens or twenties.

She takes good care of herself!

"No, no, no! If the news said that you two were having an affair, that would be called a scandal." Yang Mei corrected her, "What we asked you to write is that you have a one-sided love for her and are clinging to her."

Rita Skeeter: "..." I'm so worthless!

"No! I..." Rita Skeeter wanted to say something, but someone else came in from outside the tent.

"Hello warriors...what is this?!"

Every one of the people present swore that they had never heard Doblito speak in such a tone of voice.

The reason why he lost his composure like that was that just as he opened the tent curtain and was halfway in, a woman bumped directly into his arms!

Karkaroff, who was following closely behind Dumbledore, took a big step back.

Dumbledore: "..." I've lived so long, what haven't I encountered? I really haven't encountered this before.

Others: “…” It’s a bit confusing, not sure, let’s wait and see.

"Film them more clearly, and make sure to show that Ms. Skeeter can't help herself. She knows that this love will not be reciprocated, but she still does not look back!" Screenwriter Yang Mei is simply addicted to scripts. He can make this kind of dramatic story into a TV series.

Dumbledore had never felt so helpless.

Who would have thought that at such an old age, he could still be molested?

He held his arms out wide, not to hug anyone, but to avoid running into Rita Skeeter.

He tried to step back to get rid of the person in his arms, but every time he took a step back, Rita Skeeter took a step forward.

"Ms. Skeeter, could you please get off me?" Dumbledore gritted his teeth.

Rita Skeeter was even angrier than him: "Do you think I don't want to?"

The old man smells like an old man.

Did he think she was happy to rely on him? !

Dumbledore realized that someone was plotting against them.

The flash of the magic camera flashed frequently, capturing the scene of Dumbledore and Rita Skeeter hugging each other tightly, with 360 degrees of clarity.

Rita Skeeter couldn't break free, but she didn't want to embarrass herself.

So he simply buried his face in Dumbledore's chest.

I just hope I can’t take a picture of her face.

Although everyone thinks that such a ridiculous plot can be watched for a while longer.

But it is true that the time for the game is approaching.

Morsus removed the pressure on Rita Skeeter.

Rita Skeeter had been trying to push herself backwards. Without any warning, she fell backwards.

When people are in crisis, they will unconsciously want to grab a life-saving straw.

At this time, Rita Skeeter's lifeline is Dumbledore.

She suddenly grabbed Dumbledore's clothes by the chest and pulled Dumbledore down cleanly.

So it became Dumbledore pinning Rita Skeeter to the ground.

Wow! That's awesome.

"I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry. It's not appropriate to do this in front of so many of us, right?" Yang Mei said with a smile.

This is very ambiguous.

It's as if they've already determined that Dumbledore and Rita Skeeter are eager to do something that needs to be censored.

"Ahem, Dumbledore, why don't you go out with this lady? You two are of no use here anyway." Ludo Bagman said with his belly sticking out. "The game is about to start, and the warriors haven't drawn lots yet. We can't waste time because of you two."

It’s not that everyone didn’t see Morsus, but even if they saw him, they didn’t dare to talk to him.

"Okay, warriors, come over here. The game you've been waiting for is about to begin. No doubt, only the four of you will have the chance to enjoy this moment." Ludo Bagman said with a beaming smile, "Bati, is the bag with you?"

Barty Crouch took out a palm-length black cloth bag from his pocket: "Competitors, please come and form a circle around me. Miss Delacour, you stand here, Mr. Krum, and Mr. Potter, stand over here..."

He commanded the warriors to stand in the appropriate positions, then he opened a hole in the black cloth bag and handed it to Delacour first.

"Ladies first, Miss Delacour, you go first." Barty Crouch saw that Delacour was a little confused, "Put your hand in and pick one out at random."

Delacour frowned and reached in, quickly forming a small green dragon.

"Welsh Green Dragon," said Barty Crouch.

"She is really lucky. The Welsh Green Dragon is considered a rare and docile dragon." Draco whispered beside Yang Mei.

"That's hard to say. Faced with a thief who stole dragon eggs, even the most docile dragon would become angry, right?" Yang Mei believed that a mother's instinct to protect her cubs should not be underestimated.

Draco thought that made sense.

Then Krum drew the Chinese Fireball and Diggory drew the Swedish Short-nosed Dragon, leaving Harry with the last one, the Hungarian Horntail.

Harry: "..." I suspect they are targeting me.

"Okay, can I give up now? I think I can. The game should have already started and everyone has drawn lots." Harry picked up the lively model of the Hungarian Horntail and gave it to Draco.

Draco held the small model in both hands, happiness written all over his face.

"Wake up, it's just a fake model. I think you're about to fall in love!" Yang Mei whispered devilishly in Draco's ear.

Draco was angry: "Phil, you are so long-winded! I don't want to listen!"

Yang Mei: "..." The child is rebellious and it breaks my heart.

Everyone else was still in shock over Harry's words about abstaining.

"Mr. Potter, are you going to give up?" Ludo Bagman picked his ear.

Hey, hey, hey, come on, he just bet on Harry Potter to win the final championship not long ago! Why are you telling me now that you want to give up?

"Mr. Potter, there is no precedent for giving up the Triwizard Tournament." Ludo Bagman tried to stop him.

Harry nodded, "Now I have it. I'll set the precedent."

"If you don't want to participate in the competition, why did you go to the trouble of signing up?!" Ludo Bagman had many curse words stuck in his throat.

He actually thought that Harry Potter must have some extraordinary qualities to be able to successfully register despite not meeting the required age requirement!

Is this the result?

Harry looked at him twice. Oh, I remembered. This person was not present on the day when the Goblet of Fire spit the note. It seemed that he was one of the people who didn't believe that he didn't sign up.

"If Mr. Bagman is interested in my registration, he can ask the others. I won't go into details here." He didn't register in the first place, so it's up to them whether to believe it or not.

"Mr. Crouch, can I abstain?" Harry looked at Barty Crouch.

Barty Crouch pondered for a moment and said, "It stands to reason that your giving up the first competition at this time will not affect the normal progress of other competitions. But, don't you need to discuss this matter with Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Harry raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly: "This is my own business, isn't it? I think I can make my own decision. It doesn't make sense for someone to sign me up for the competition without my consent, and now even deprive me of the right to give up.

The champion of Hogwarts is Cedric Diggory, and I am sure he will bring honor to Hogwarts. That's all."

"This kid has really changed a lot." Morsos said with some interest, "Dear, what do you think about me bringing him to the Death Eaters' camp?"

Yang Mei yawned: "Come on, do you really think that every wizard has to stand on the side of the Death Eaters or the Order of the Phoenix? Maybe after graduating from Hogwarts, they will never have anything to do with the wizarding world again."

"Isn't he with Draco?" Morsus had indeed never thought about the possibility that Harry Potter would not stay in the wizarding world after graduating from Hogwarts.

“That won’t be a problem. We are all wizards, and being in a different place shouldn’t be a big obstacle. It’s just a matter of opening a magic fireplace.” Yang Mei waved her hand.

Morsus had nothing to say. Saying that he wanted Harry to join the Death Eaters was just a joke.

After all, it was he who killed the other person's parents more than ten years ago.

Although it can be attributed to a party dispute, with each side representing two camps, it is not the case that only the Potters died in the Order of the Phoenix, and it is not the case that there were no deaths among the Death Eaters as well.

But it was surprising enough that Harry Potter did not clamor for revenge for his parents. Not enough, he even asked him to join the Death Eaters. That was really not very nice of him.

……

Harry Potter withdrew from the first competition, and the news was announced to all the audience by Barty Crouch, one of the judges.

This caused a lot of boos.

The Gryffindor people felt that Harry's backing down was a disgrace to Gryffindor.

In fact, that's what they said when they thought Harry had cheated in registering.

It was a cliché, and even if they hadn't said it enough, people from other colleges had heard it enough.

After all, the majority were reasonable people. Even the Hufflepuffs, who previously felt that Harry had stolen their limelight, believed that Harry really did not want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament after learning that Harry had taken the initiative to tell Diggory the content of the first competition.

"What an ugly face you have, Gryffindor." Morsus smiled somewhat darkly.

"Thanks to Dumbledore's teachings, this can be considered as a result of the top-down influence." There was also a hint of sarcasm in Snape's tone.

Karkaroff didn't know about the house disputes at Hogwarts, but that didn't stop him from nodding in agreement. He had to give adequate emotional feedback.

Morsus just thought he was a little funny.

The commotion only lasted for a moment. Once the mother dragon was in place and the contestants came on stage, no one in the audience discussed Harry's withdrawal anymore.

Harry sat down next to Draco and stuffed a large piece of jerky into his mouth.

"It's really more comfortable to be a spectator. Isn't it nice to sit here and eat and drink? Who wants to be chased by a dragon?" Harry never mentioned that he was actually a little cowardly.

However, he felt that cherishing life was not a shortcoming, but an advantage that should always be remembered.

Before the three warriors went on the court, they were so nervous that their hearts almost jumped out of their throats.

But the facts have proved that human potential is infinite, especially in desperate situations, which can stimulate infinite potential.

The most tiring time was when they were waiting in the tent, but once they went on stage, the tension quickly turned into motivation to grab the golden egg/save their lives, and in the end they all succeeded in getting the golden egg after paying a certain price.

When it came to grading, Harry naturally got a zero.

"Very good, let's keep going like this until the finals." Harry expressed his satisfaction.

He turned around and found that only Draco was left.

"I didn't notice when Selwyn left." Harry was a little surprised. He remembered that Phoenix Selwyn was sitting in the innermost seat, followed by Draco, and he himself was sitting in the outermost aisle seat.

He shouldn't be that slow, right? How could he not even notice that such a big person had walked out from beside him?

"Left a long time ago." Draco stretched, "Phil is the most impatient to watch these games. He should be with his boyfriend now."

Yang Mei was actually "kidnapped" by Morsus. He originally wanted to go back to the dormitory directly, but this man carried him to an underground classroom like a rogue.

Yang Mei thought this man had some evil intentions, but when she entered, she saw Rita Skeeter tied up.

"What does this mean?" Yang Mei jumped off Morsus.

Morsus felt a little regretful as his arms were empty.

"This woman is an illegal Animagus, and her Animagus form is a tiny ladybug." He tapped his wand and lifted the sleeping spell on Rita Skeeter.

"No wonder she can always dig out other people's private affairs. It complements her profession." Yang Mei understood. "Why, do you think she is useful?"

"Of course, she will be a help in manipulating public opinion." All of Morsus's subsequent plans require the support of inciting public opinion.

Rita Skeeter, who had just woken up, quickly understood her situation. Combined with the words she heard, she knew she could still be useful to the Dark Lord.

That is to say, she will not be the Avada for a while.

That's fine, as long as you can survive.

"My Lord, I will do whatever you say!" Rita Skeeter didn't dare to look directly at the two people in front of her. If time could go back, she would definitely stay away from these two evil spirits. It would be better if she didn't come to Hogwarts at all. After all, there was more than one reporter for the Daily Prophet.

Even if those defeated opponents got the job, they would not be able to shake her position in the Daily Prophet.