Professor McGonagall is strict, but not the kind of person who has to worry about everything and has a strong desire to control.

It is students' freedom to choose how to spend their pocket money.

Even if it was someone like Mr. Potter, who received all kinds of rare magical materials every day, she would not ask any more questions.

The only thing is, you can't be cheated.

In order to make money, Ludo did almost everything he could, he sold his things and praised Harry to the skies. Many young wizards were bewitched by him and spent one or two months' pocket money on the bet of "Mr. Potter's Five-Minute Speed ​​Pass".

Others put their money on "Dracule or Mr Krum holding the cup".

George and Fred wanted to get involved, too.

Ludo declined.

He had just suffered a loss from these two people, not to mention that he had lost a large sum of money. Just the fact that they were good friends of Mr. Potter made him afraid to accept their money.

Although Mr. Porter is upright and does not go along with others in doing these "despicable" things.

But what if?

For George, Fred, and his godfather to join forces to avenge himself...

It's not impossible.

Until the day before the competition, Ludo received more than 3,000 Galleons in Hogwarts alone.

"Mr. Potter will complete the project within twenty minutes." is the most popular bet. Ludo also thinks it is the safest choice and offers a very low odds of "1:1.001". You can win less than five Knuts by betting one Galleon.

The bet with the highest odds is "Mr. Porter will complete the project in an hour", with odds as high as "1:250".

Thanks to Ludo's lobbying, nearly five hundred Galleons were invested.

Mostly Ravenclaws and Slytherins.

The Ravenclaws, through divination, concluded that this option might be the most cost-effective.

As for Slytherin, they neither use magic nor reason, they just curse, and they really want to see Harry Potter fail.

Well...it has to be the kind of failure where the Triwizard Cup stays at Hogwarts.

The final round of events will determine the best warriors.

The Ministry of Magic wanted to open Hogwarts and allow anyone in, but Dumbledore forcibly vetoed it. He would not allow it, and they still hadn't figured out what the Death Eaters' conspiracy was.

The Ministry of Magic's attitude was firm, but it was no more powerful than Dumbledore's wand.

In the end, only the families of the warriors and those who were reviewed by Dumbledore were allowed to issue invitations.

The Dursleys were also invited.

Fenon reluctantly agreed for the sake of his wife.

The day before the match, Harry went to the train station to pick them up, and the Weasleys were with them.

"Uncle, Aunt, I'm glad you're here." Harry welcomed them.

"It was Dudley who made such a fuss," said Vernon, looking unhappy. "Otherwise we wouldn't have come."

"It's really surprising that freaks like you would use ordinary people's trains."

"I always thought you were lying."

As he said this, his eyes were always on his wife.

"Maybe you're not happy about it, but I'm afraid your aunt has been waiting for this day." Harry hugged Arthur and pointed out his uncle's little thoughts.

Penny turned her head away.

"Harry, you never told me that your uncle's family is so interesting." Arthur was enthusiastic. "Muggle life is much richer than I thought."

"My goodness, Mr. Dursley is actually an expert on drilling machines. That's a really amazing piece of machinery that can dig over 700 yards underground."

Harry led the way: "Let's talk while we walk."

They walked out of the station.

Get on the Thestral's carriage.

Penny looked on eagerly, her eyes filled with emotions so complex that they couldn't be named.

She once longed to come here, and also hated it so much, but when she let go of all her emotions and no longer wanted to come here, she finally got such an opportunity.

Enter from the main gate and go all the way to the bottom of the castle.

“I thought you would be in the dark underground.” Fenon muttered, somewhat shocked by the grandeur of the castle.

"We are not like that," Arthur explained patiently and enthusiastically. "Those are just rumors you Muggles spread to discredit us a long time ago."

"Snape has always been creepy," Petunia retorted immediately.

Arthur opened his mouth, speechless.

Snape was indeed such a person.

The little wizard next to her looked at Petunia in shock. Oh my God, is that Potter's aunt?

Is their whole family so brave and fearless?

You've just arrived at Hogwarts, and you're so rude to Professor Snape?

They went into the castle.

Petunia was astounded by the moving portraits, the armor that occasionally lifted its feet to rest, and the ghosts that moved around, scaring Dudley so much that his face turned pale.

Arthur explained these things to them with enthusiasm and pride, introducing their history.

They did not stay in the dormitories of the young wizards. Dumbledore thoughtfully arranged accommodation for them, and the house-elves were very busy with this matter. It was okay for others, but among Mr. Potter's relatives, except for Mr. Black and Mr. Lupin who were wizards, the remaining three were Muggles.

They barely took care of the Muggles.

Dudley quickly adapted to the environment and even wanted to go out for an adventure alone, but he was stopped by Crookshanks. Harry assigned him the task of keeping a close eye on Dudley during this period.

Hogwarts might become less safe again, but we couldn't let a child run around.

Unlike Petunia, Vernon truly hated wizards—especially after his meeting with James Potter, he hated them from the bottom of his heart.

He would rather choose to stay and introduce the drilling rig to Arthur - as the company's gold medal sales, he could see that this wizard who knew almost nothing about ordinary people had a strong desire to buy the drilling rig.

As long as the goods can be sold, well... the payment must be in pounds, he doesn't care who the customer is.

Petunia and Dudley were touring Hogwarts under the guidance of Harry.

The Gryffindor common room, the Astronomy Tower, the Owlery, and the Potions classroom.

They also met Snape.

"Long time no see, Snape." Petunia greeted him.

Snape nodded hastily, turned his head past her, and walked away hurriedly.

"What's wrong with his hand?" Penny looked at his bare left arm, a little surprised. "I remember he seemed..."

"I cut it off," Harry said bluntly.

Penny was stunned. A few simple words made her unable to react.

"He was partly responsible for my mother's death." Harry didn't dodge the question.

"Him? Snape?" Petunia tilted her head back.

Harry nodded.

Petunia choked. She and her sister didn't have a very good relationship, but they were blood relatives after all. She gritted her teeth, took a step forward, and slapped Snape hard several times.

He didn't dodge and took one slap after another.

Some emotions do not fade with the passage of time.

That night, Penny cried for a long time and Vernon comforted her for a long time.

Rumors about Potter's relatives spread throughout the castle.

Some people say that Potter's relatives are very powerful people in the Muggle world, and even Professor Snape dares not offend them.

Some people also say that Potter's relative is a very powerful knight and even Snape cannot defeat her.

In their mouths, the tall and thin Aunt Petunia was gradually portrayed as a burly female knight who could eat a whole cow in one meal.

June 24th.

Even though the competition is imminent, the young wizards still have to attend classes as usual.

The Daily Prophet published Rita's report on the incident - since she had established a good relationship with Potter and Dumbledore, she had become one of the few people who could enter and leave Hogwarts freely during this period.

And with a backer, her long-lost sense of justice seems to be returning.

The front page was not devoted to the Triwizard Tournament, but to an article blasting Ludo Bagman. Every word was cursing him for being shameless and cheating young wizards out of their money.

And dismantled his gambling game thoroughly.

After Rita's analysis, they realized that as long as the most unlikely situation did not happen - that is, "Mr. Porter will complete the project in an hour", then Ludo would make a profit.

He could at least cheat 2,500 Galleons from the young wizards. Taking into account the bets from the adult wizards, he could earn more than 20,000 Galleons.

The Ministry of Magic is almost filled with Howlers.

But it didn't work.

Ludo is at Hogwarts at this moment.

After enjoying the dinner, the young wizards and the invited audience went to the Quidditch field under the guidance of the professor.

The warriors followed Ludo.

The Quidditch pitch had long been rebuilt to look completely different from what it used to be. A twenty-foot wooden fence surrounded the huge field, and even the dome was covered - this was to prevent a certain warrior from suddenly mastering the flying spell or taking out a potion that could make people fly.

The audience's seats were outside the Quidditch pitch, and in front of them were still the three huge curtains.

Ludo took Harry and the others to the tent next to the entrance.

Maxim, Karkaroff and Dumbledore were already waiting inside. In addition, there were several head deans and Hagrid, who was timid and shrinking his neck.

"Mr. Bagman, I hope you can be fair." Maxim said unhappily.

Ludo opened the odds, and there were more than twenty bets on how Harry would win.

But there is only one bet related to Fleur's victory, and the odds are ridiculously high, higher than Krum's odds of winning.

"I have always been fair." Ludo said confidently, "Don't worry, I won't favor any warrior."

Karkaroff and Maxim sneered at the same time.

How can this person have the nerve to say such insincere words.

"You already know the content of the competition." Ludo cleared his throat and began to give the final instructions before the game. "That is to pass through the maze, get the top three trophy in the center of the maze, and then bring it out."

“The performance in the first two rounds is important, but the third round is the key to everything.”

He paused.

"Based on your ranking in the first two rounds, the order in which you enter the maze will be determined. Mr. Potter will be the first, and in one minute, Mr. Krum will be the second."

"And then one more minute, Miss Delacour."

Krum and Fleur frowned.

They were originally inferior to Harry, and now Harry had the upper hand in terms of the order of entry...

"I have to remind you a little bit." Ludo looked at Harry meaningfully, "Although it is a very proud thing to be the first to enter the center of the maze and hold the Triwizard Cup."

"But, the final condition for winning is to bring the Triwizard Cup out of the maze."

"Of course, if, I just say if, when one of the warriors holds the Tri-Strike Cup, the remaining two warriors are eliminated, then he will be the winner without leaving the maze."

Furong couldn't help but ask, "Can the warriors attack each other in the last round?"

"Always allowed." Ludo nodded, "Since the first round of competition, this has never been prohibited."

Krum and Fleur's eyes widened.

"It seems that you are still a little unfamiliar with the first Triwizard Tournament since our restoration." Ludo blinked and smiled slyly at them. "In fact, a century ago, the warriors messing with each other was also a big attraction."

"I thought you were all gentlemen, well, ladies."

"It seems you don't know?"

Krum and Fleur looked at each other and nodded. At that moment, they reached some kind of tacit understanding.

"But we don't want to see great harm." Dumbledore added, "Although honor is important, I think the morality of the human heart is more important."

Maxim and Karkaroff curled their lips.

Of course you can say that with confidence.

Harry is now the only favorite to win the championship, so it's easy for him to talk without any worries.

"The third project is very dangerous." Ludo pursed his throat and continued, "Although the maze is not very large, we put many dangerous dark magic creatures in it."

"And some dangerous magical animals."

"I dare say it's even more dangerous than the Forbidden Forest."

Furong and Krum's brows, which had just relaxed, furrowed again.

Harry didn't show any emotion.

The Forbidden Forest is his other home, where he can come and go freely.

"Let me reiterate, I hope not to see any more warriors harming those magical creatures." Ludo said in a serious and stern tone, emphasizing, "At least save a life, and don't be so quick to act."

Harry makes no guarantees.

Ludo sighed and waved his hand: "As for the walls of the maze, we asked Professor Dumbledore, the other two headmasters, and some other magic masters to help. We will make sure that no one can destroy those walls."

"So warriors don't have to try to destroy it. The time you try is enough for you to find another new path."

Maxim shouted in dissatisfaction: "Mr. Bagman!"

This is good news for Harry.

At most, Krum and Fleur would give it a try, and if they found they couldn't destroy it, they would find another way.

And the most powerful Harry might look down on the Ministry of Magic and try it for a while longer - now clearly stating that the magic on the fence has nothing to do with the Ministry of Magic, doesn't it eliminate an option that wastes time for him?

Ludo coughed twice: "I am reminding the warriors."

"Okay, now warriors, get ready."

"We have to go out and prepare for the start of the third round of projects."

"Oh, and one more thing. If you run into trouble and want to be rescued, shoot red sparks into the sky. But this will also mean that you give up the game."