A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

But there are some people she wouldn't dare write about. If what Aaron said is true, then Adrian could make her lose her job in a heartbeat. She can't afford to offend people like that.

“It’s not like we can’t take pictures even if there’s one less referee,” Rita Skeeter said somewhat awkwardly, before gesturing for the photographer to take his place.

Because the room was small and there was a giant among the referees, it took the photographer more than 20 minutes to get all five warriors and five referees into the shot.

The moment the photographer pressed the shutter, Aaron decisively shifted his body slightly to the side.

He stood next to Maxim, using her over three-meter-tall frame and some of her shadow to cover most of his body, revealing only a small part of his profile, which made him less conspicuous in the photo.

However, Krum seems to have made the same decision, which surprised him greatly.

Are you kidding me? You're a big star, yet you're hiding yourself even better than me.

The most eye-catching one is Harry Potter. Originally, the photographer had arranged for Fleur to be in the center position, but Rita Skeeter insisted on moving him to the most prominent position.

After taking the group photo, Rita Skeeter insisted on taking individual photos of the warriors.

After the referees left, she looked at the five warriors with a big smile, "A little-known scoop! Who wants to take the first photo?"

"Um, I have something to do..."

“Wait, Mr. Gaius, the magical world needs to know who the five heroes are.”

"Just leave my name. If all else fails, I'll just have to refuse the magic world this time." Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, then slammed the door and left.

Rita Skeeter looked at the remaining four with a hint of helplessness. "It seems this warrior is a bit shy, but that's okay. Many people are shy before I interview them."

“Um…” Harry raised his hand timidly and said, “Adrienne Klein is his cousin.”

Rita Skeeter: ......

Okay! Another one we can't afford to offend.

......

After dinner, Aaron went straight back to his dormitory.

"System, purchase Dark Crystals."

“Purchase successful.”

With his 100 magic points depleted, Aaron held an irregular crystal that shimmered with a faint golden light in his hand.

“This is much more valuable than mithril,” Aaron said, his teeth aching, before leading Abe into the Temple of Divine Sound.

The Thought Entity clicked its tongue at the sight of the tiny crystal, no bigger than an egg. "This is far too little! I thought it would be the size of a basketball!"

"This only proves that it is more precious."

For the same volume, its value is more than ten times that of mithril.

"After all, it's a natural medium for transmitting magic!" The thought entity carefully took the ghost crystal, and the two shadow ninjas carefully cut off one-tenth of it.

"With the help of Thunderbird tail feathers, only three bullets can be made."

“I understand, once it’s used up, it’s gone. I’ll be careful with it,” Aaron waved his hand, then seemed to remember something, “The magical beast feathers I bought from Hagrid…”

"A batch has already been made, although the power is relatively weaker," the Thought Entity said smugly, then took a box from the storage shelf, which contained various colors of thumb-sized spherical projectiles.

"That's it?"

"Twenty shots isn't enough? You definitely won't need that many when it comes to the actual competition."

"That's true, but isn't this a bit inefficient?"

"Enchanting is hard work too!" The Thought-Body rolled his eyes speechlessly. He was already busy enough. Making a few bullets a day was his limit. Any more and he would really become a donkey pulling a millstone.

Aaron couldn't continue blaming himself. After instructing the Thought Entity to use the Nether Crystal cautiously, he left the Divine Cry Palace.

......

A few days later, Rita Skeeter published an article in The Daily Prophet featuring a large portion of the page with pictures of Harry Potter.

When Aaron read this newspaper in the library, the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Rita Skeeter wrote a lot of unrealistic and disgusting things in the newspaper, portraying Harry as a fragile child constantly seeking comfort...

"What did you write?" Hermione suddenly came over, with Harry beside her.

"It's nothing." Aaron quickly stuffed the newspaper into Abe's pocket.

“I saw Harry’s picture,” Hermione said, raising an eyebrow. “It’s on the front page of the Daily Prophet.”

"What?" Harry exclaimed in surprise, immediately turning to Aaron. "Give me the newspaper."

"My personal advice is that it's better to die later than to die early."

"Give me."

Aaron sighed and took out the newspaper.

He looked at the two of them seriously. "Be prepared. Also, this is a library, so don't make a lot of noise."

“Loud noise,” Hermione scoffed. “You probably haven’t noticed, but ever since Krum came, he’s made a mess of everything, including the library.”

"That's the power of celebrity influence."

Harry took the newspaper, his green eyes darting left and right as he scanned it rapidly.

Half a minute later, he slammed his fist on the table in anger and cursed, "Nonsense, rambling nonsense, fabricated stories, you have absolutely no moral bottom line."

"Ahem!" Mrs. Pince coughed and cast a sharp glance at Harry, who immediately became quiet and sat down opposite Aaron, looking dejected and angry.

Chapter 364 The Same Kind? Five Different Adult Fire Dragons

"That's too much," Harry said in a low voice, his face showing an unprecedented sense of grievance.

"I warned you not to read this newspaper."

However... she really went too far. You were clearly forced to participate in the top three competition, but she wrote that nothing in the competition could hurt me, that my parents gave me strength, and that they would protect me from the shadows.

I can only say "I admire them" after hearing about their level of awareness.

“I don’t cry often at night either,” Harry said speechlessly. “I miss my parents very much, but before coming to Hogwarts I didn’t even know what they looked like.”

"Let me see."

Hermione took the newspaper from Harry, and soon her face turned extremely pale.

"Are you kidding me? When did I become your first love?"

“I’d like to know too, but obviously Rita Skeeter won’t answer us.”

"Calm down. At least Rita described you as stunningly beautiful and a top student at school."

“But I’m really not Harry’s girlfriend, you should know that,” Hermione said angrily, with a hint of worry in her voice that she herself didn’t realize.

"Uh...that's how unscrupulous reporters are. They should be fine after a while."

"But Harry, I remember I helped you out a few days ago! How come you still got interviewed?"

"Ah this..."

After an awkward silence, Harry finally spoke: "After the photos were taken, the rest of us were about to leave. I was the last one, but Rita Skeeter blocked the door."

Aaron blinked, saying nothing, but his gaze toward Harry held a mixture of pity and disdain.

Damn it! You couldn't even be a good candidate for the chance!

“This isn’t my fault, and she didn’t mention Hermione in her interview with me. She must have heard from other people that we were close and then made it up.” Harry pointed to the newspaper article and said indignantly, “She’s targeting me. All four of you combined can’t even make a sentence. Your picture and name didn’t even appear.”

Okay! Good luck.

Before the competition, you will be the center of everyone's attention.

It seems Ron was quite prescient; he was giving you the cold shoulder, otherwise Skeeter would definitely have written about him in the newspaper.

"Don't mention him to me," Harry said sarcastically. "He's probably regretting missing out on a chance to become famous!"

“Ignore everyone else,” Hermione said calmly, taking a deep breath. “Just pretend this newspaper doesn’t exist.”

“You can’t say that,” Aaron said with a smile, looking at Harry Potter. “If you have someone you like, you’d better explain your relationship with Hermione to her, otherwise it’s easy to cause misunderstandings.”

Harry paused for a moment, and a paler appeared on his face as he thought of Ravenclaw's Seeker, Cho Chang.

......

Two weeks passed quickly, and there were only two days left until the first event of the Triwizard Tournament.

The five warriors felt that they were now being watched more closely.

Cedric was both excited and nervous, surrounded by admirers at all times.

Furong remained calm and confident, as if the dangerous competition events were insignificant.

Harry looked worried, concerned about his fate two days from now.

However, he had already informed Sirius Black via owl that they would have a face-to-face meeting that night, which was currently his only lifeline.

As for Aaron and Krum, who were completely unrelated, they would go to the library whenever they had free time. However, Aaron was not surrounded by many people because the Slytherins respected his opinion and tacitly did not disturb him. But Krum's celebrity effect meant that he was surrounded by girls.

"How sad!" Aaron shook his head at Krum. He could sense that the big star didn't like the atmosphere, but he couldn't refuse, or rather, refusing wouldn't have made a difference.

At this moment, Abe, who was dozing on the table, suddenly opened its eyes. It stood up, sniffed the air for a while, and then let out a deep roar.

Aaron was startled, and his right hand, which was inscribing forbidden magic, trembled involuntarily.

"Damn it! All that effort I put in for over an hour!"

You'd better give me a perfect explanation, or you're out of late-night snacks this month.

“Someone’s coming.” Abe’s face was serious.

"Who?" Aaron looked around. Anyone who could make the Holy Dragon so wary must be no small fry.

"similar."

"You mean... a dragon?" Aaron swallowed.

“That’s right, it smells very similar to the dragon Hagrid kept a few years ago, and there’s more than one.”

Hearing this, Aaron's heart was filled with gloom.

If it were just one dragon, it could be explained as a coincidence, but the fact that there were several made him have to link it to the first event of the Triwizard Tournament.

Whatever the first project may be, anything related to dragons, magical creatures at the top of the food chain, is bound to be complicated.