In addition to the latest article in the Daily Prophet, Sirius also took out a thick stack of letters... These were all the letters that Dumbledore asked him to bring.

To some extent, Rita Skeeter's report was not problematic, because there were indeed many graduated students who believed that Dumbledore could not expel Hagrid and sent letters.

What Sirius brought this time was just a part of it. Dumbledore had more, but he just hadn't had time to read them all.

The article and the letter finally helped Hagrid regain his confidence. "Thank you...thank you."

He patted Sirius' shoulder gratefully and said, "I think I have to go back quickly. The first class this afternoon is the Care of Magical Creatures class for fourth years, and I haven't prepared anything yet."

"Aren't you going to finish lunch here?" Kyle asked.

"No, there's not enough time..."

With that, Hagrid strode briskly out of the hall.

"Hagrid should really realize how strong he is." Sirius rubbed his shoulder and muttered quietly.

The blow just now almost broke his arm. He could even hear the crisp sound of the bone.

"How are you..." Kyle looked at him with amusement, "Do you want to go to the school hospital?"

"No need, I'm not that fragile." Sirius waved his hand, "By the way, how are your preparations for the second project going?

"Professor Dumbledore has been so busy these past few days that I can hardly see him. I guess he is preparing the venue for the competition."

"Well...it's okay." Kyle shrugged.

"That's good." Sirius patted Kyle's shoulder, "I believe you can defeat them, especially Durmstrang. I really want to see what Karkaroff's expression will be when the time comes."

With that, Sirius also left the hall.

Kyle and Connor walked into the auditorium together.

"That Rita Skeeter actually spoke up for Hagrid." Connor sat on the chair, "Your guess is absolutely right."

“Of course,” Kyle said, ladling stew into bowls. “Like I said, Rita Skeeter’s a smart one. She’ll figure out what we want her to do.”

"Will you send the photos to the Ministry of Magic?" Connor asked.

"Why do you think so?" Kyle looked at her in surprise.

"After all, you didn't promise her, did you?" Connor blinked. "I remember clearly that you just said you were in a good mood and that's why you wouldn't publish the photos, not that you were saying anything good for Hagrid."

"Well... although what you said makes sense, after I thought about it carefully, I still think it's better to keep the photo for the time being. After all, I am a warrior now, representing Hogwarts. I can't do anything against my conscience, right?"

Kanna raised an eyebrow.

If it was three or four years ago, she might have believed what Kyle said, but it was different now... She didn't believe a word of it.

"What are you planning again?"

“No, I promise,” Kyle said, and then quickly added, “Not yet.”

"So it may not be the case in the future?" Connor said. Somehow, she began to sympathize with Rita Skeeter.

Who was the last person Kyle targeted... Oh, yes, the mouse named Peter Pettigrew.

If it wasn't for the purpose of exonerating Sirius, he would have almost never changed back.

"But speaking of this, you reminded me." Kyle patted his forehead, took out a piece of parchment from his pocket, and turned it into an envelope.

Then Kyle blew a whistle and Laton flew in from outside.

"Can you help me deliver it to the newspaper office?"

Laton nodded, grabbed the envelope and flew out of the small window under the ceiling.

Looking at Kyle's actions, Connor asked in confusion, "Why are you giving Rita Skeeter gold galleons?"

"Of course it's the reward this time." Kyle said, "Photos are only one aspect. If we want to establish a better cooperative relationship, appropriate benefits are also essential.

Only in this way, she will be more careful when writing articles. After all, it’s only ten Galleons, not much.”

"Are you going to ask her to write articles for the Daily Prophet again?" Connor asked.

"Otherwise." Kyle took a bite of Yorkshire pudding. "Besides the fact that her articles have a large audience, what other uses does she have?"

Kanna was speechless. Kyle just said he had no other ideas, but his thoughts changed in the blink of an eye.

"There is no conflict." Kyle saw what she was thinking and explained, "It's always a good idea to prepare first. Who knows when you might need it."

…

It was mid-January, the first Hogsmeade week after school started.

Kyle did not go to Zonko with Fred and George, but went straight to Davis-Bans. He wanted to see if the store had any new magical items.

But unfortunately, the owner seemed to have never gone out again. Kyle spent a long time picking and only bought a few exploding beans.

Although the power of this thing is a bit small, it can still be used to scare people.

Kyle then found the others, and Cedric suggested going to the Three Broomsticks for a visit.

The pub was as crowded as usual. Hagrid was sitting at the bar, drinking with Sirius. There were several empty bottles in front of him, and it was obvious that he had been drinking for a while.

Sirius opposite him was probably drunk, his body was staggering, and it seemed that he might pass out at any time.

"Oh, why is he here too..." Fred suddenly pointed to the mirror behind the bar, "There is no Triwizard Tournament activity now, so there shouldn't be a need for a referee."

Kyle looked up and saw Ludo Bagman reflected in the mirror. He was saying something in a low voice, and sitting opposite him were several goblins who had their arms crossed and looked menacing.

"What do you think they are talking about?" George asked.

"I don't know, but his current situation must be bad. The goblin seems to be quite angry." Fred said.

"You tell me, should we go get Dad's one Galleon back?" George suddenly became angry. "That liar... Fortunately, we didn't place a bet at that time. He didn't even pay Dad's one Galleon, so he certainly wouldn't pay our bet..."

While the two were talking, the door of the pub was opened again, and Harry, Hermione, and Ron walked in. Not long after, Krum from Durmstrang also came.

At this moment, Bagman suddenly dropped the goblin opposite him and hurried over.

"Oh, Viktor, I'm so glad to meet you here. I wonder if I can talk to you alone for a few words... Don't worry, I won't keep you too long."

Before Krum could say anything, he was pulled to the other side of the bar by Bagman.

The goblins were still staring at that place vigilantly, as if they were afraid that he would run away.

(End of this chapter)