Bagman was suddenly in a much better mood now, because not long ago, someone had given him a big gift. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He had long heard that some families had accumulated a lot of wealth over a long period of time, and he was fortunate enough to see it today, because not long ago he had received a bribe from Lucius Malfoy.

To be honest, he was a little overwhelmed when he received Lucius Malfoy's offer, his department had little to do with Lucius's department, and he couldn't find a reason for this man to invite him.

What can the director of the Department of Magical Beasts and the head of the Department of Magical Sports have in common, teaching those beasts to play Quidditch?

Of course, after the conversation, Bagman was well aware of Lucius's intentions.

Lucius wanted to buy himself.

The man didn't know where to find out that the Goblet of Fire would be held again this year, and he happened to be in charge of this matter, so Lucius wanted to rely on this method to help his son win the Triwizard Cup.

"What a bargain. Bagman was in a good mood because he knew more about the inside story, and it was said that this year's Triwizard Tournament was only open to students from the sixth grade level for the safety of the students, and Lucius told him that he only needed to do some assistance after his son competed, such as revealing some information and so on.

But you have to be able to participate in it first!

Bagman didn't feel any psychological guilt about his "free" money, since Lucius was so confident in his son, if he wasn't chosen, this man would definitely not be shy and ask for the money back.

He is used to dealing with these people, and knows that the most important thing about them is face.

Besides, even if he really wants him to cheat, he has the confidence to do it seamlessly, and he is used to it when he gambles, as long as he is not found to be out of a thousand, it is not a thousand.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if Lucius's son is really chosen, for him, revealing some information or something is a gesture.

Bagman is now thinking about what to do with this money, whether to immediately exchange it for money to reduce some of his debts, or to use this money as a gambling book, and then try to turn the tables and make a comeback?

Just when he was struggling with this, Bagman suddenly found a figure suddenly blocked in front of him, and his afterglow swept over, only to see that this should be a teenager, slightly shorter than him, but he should already be tall compared to his peers, and then he stopped, and when he looked over, he only saw the young man's dazzling blond hair and thin lips, and the expression on his face was also very strange looking at him.

Now Bagman was far away from the area where the tents were all about, and compared to the loud crowds and flags there, it seemed deserted, surrounded by large thickets, tall trees almost blocked the sunlight that had been fading by the dark clouds, and occasionally a few cold gusts of wind blew through, which made Bagman shiver.

"What a ghost weather. He glanced up at the dense dark green leaves above his head, muttered a complaint, and then slowly looked at the boy in front of him, and put on a leisurely look.

Bagman thought the boy was some fan of his, and he was ready to skillfully pull out the quill in his jacket pocket and sign his autograph.

But at last he paused, as the boy spoke.

"I don't think the money my dad gave you is enough to pay your debts, is there, Mr. Bagman?" said Malfoy.

Bagman's face changed when he heard this.

"I think you should know when you look at my father's performance, he doesn't know your bad deeds, otherwise he wouldn't have agreed to you so happily, after all, no one dares to trust the reputation of gamblers. Malfoy's tone was full of banter, as if he was deliberately provoking the man in front of him.

But Bagman was not angry at all, and the pair of eyes looked blankly ahead, and began to tremble unconsciously.

Perhaps he was confused by the situation in front of him, and he didn't know why the young man in front of him knew all this, after all, even Lucius didn't know about him.

As if knowing what Bagman was thinking at the moment, Malfoy spoke again: "I've only been working at Gringotts for a while, so you probably have dealt with goblins too, and you know their personalities. As he spoke, Malfoy pulled out several pieces of parchment with black handwriting from behind him and shook them in front of Bagman's eyes.

"They have been unhappy with you for a long time, and I only inquired a little and offered to help them solve this problem, and the goblins told me everything, and I learned that the famous former Quidditch player, Mr. Bagman, was an old gambler in a long casino, and he was so in debt that he had to resort to the rich goblins. ”

"No, it can't be, they're the ones who value credibility the most. Bagman's eyes were wide open now, desperately trying to deny this reality, but the truth was ironclad, and the young man was holding in his hand the notes he had left behind after borrowing money from the goblins.

"How did you get this thing in your hands?" Bagman's voice was a little dry, and there was a little flattery.

"Of course, it's a formal channel. Malfoy said with a serious smile, but in Bagman's opinion, the smile was a little hateful anyway.

"You owe a lot of money, Uncle Bagman, or should I call the elders?" Malfoy looked at the somewhat blessed man, maintaining a smile on his face, and said contemptuously, although he had changed to an honorific title now, there was no respect in his tone.

Bagman's cold sweat was now running down his forehead, ticking down, and then he felt his heels go limp, and he sat down on the soft grass beneath him.

"Since it's a regular channel, it means that now that I'm your creditor, if you don't want your secret to be revealed, then I hope you'll listen to some of my less mature ideas......" Malfoy raised an eyebrow, and then said to the somewhat sluggish man in front of him.

Bagman's pupils began to dilate, and the corners of his mouth began to twitch until he listened to Malfoy's plan word by word, and the expression on his face had changed many times.

"Are you sure?" the gloom on the gambler's face had now dissipated, and it was replaced by an ecstatic expression, if Malfoy's words were true, it was likely that this would be the biggest deal he had ever made in his life.