Originally, Hagrid was seen by others as an impulsive stupid big figure, and anyone could understand that he would do something out of the ordinary on impulse. And Dumbledore could also excuse himself by saying that he didn't react all of a sudden, so he didn't stop Hagrid.

In fact, with Dumbledore's abilities, if he wanted to stop this scene, he only needed a small obstacle charm to solve it. The reason why he didn't do it is simple.......... I just want to teach Karkaroff a lesson.

"Hagrid, please send the students to their dorms first. Dumbledore said solemnly.

"Maybe I'd better stay here, Headmaster. Hagrid glared at Karkaroff reluctantly.

"You should send the students back to the dorm!" Dumbledore said again, very firmly.

"I'll leave it to you, Headmaster. Hagrid said, staring at Karkaroff intently. His meaning is obvious, if Karkarov still dares to speak disrespectfully, then let the teeth bite him.

"How bold he is to say that about Professor Dumbledore!" Hagrid grumbled as he walked.

"Maybe he still thinks that Professor Dumbledore forced Harry into the Triwizard Tournament so that we have two spots in the school. Luis said.

"How could Dumbledore do such a thing, you know, he's the best man in the world!" Hagrid said indignantly, "and Harry, you have to watch out for Krum, he's Durmstrong!"

"I think he's pretty good, and we talked about Hermione together. Harry explained quietly.

"Speaking of Hermione, you should give her a heads-up call to watch out for Durmstran's bastards!" Hagrid said.

"All right......" Harry agreed absentmindedly.

What could he do? He was desperate! One of his best friends had actually meowed into his biggest rival! As for Louis, he never regarded Louis as a competitor, and even thought that if he finally found the cup, he would give it to Louis. After all, Louis is from the same school as him, and he has given him so much help, he is in a vague competition, if he can, he actually wants to be the champion of Quidditch.

"That's right, you all have to pay attention, those foreigners are not a good thing!" Hagrid seemed to say something sad, and began to be a little speechless.

"Hagrid, watch your wording, there's a French lady here. Luis reminded.

Just talk about it in private, after all, people don't know what you say about them in private. But now Fleur was with them, and Hagrid said it so plainly, and if it reached Madame Maxim's ears, it would be a trouble.

"Oh, sorry. Hagrid seemed to remember that he was not only with Louis and Harry, but also with Fleur.

The rest of the road was very quiet, and Hagrid didn't know what to say, after all, he had just said in front of people that people were not a good thing. And Harry's words were still distressing what Crouch had just said, and he didn't have the heart to focus on the game at all right now. As for Fleur, because Hagrid's words have nothing to say, people have just expressed their distrust of you, and she is too lazy to speak at this time. As for Louis's words............ To be honest, after running out at night, he is now a little sleepy, and even walking is a little unsteady.

Hagrid sent Fleur away, and then Harry and Louis back to their communal quarters.

"Young Master, you're back. The little maid stood up from the couch in the communal quarters and greeted her.

"Hmm...... I'm trapped .....," Louis said, rubbing his eyes.

"Do you need me to make you a cup of milk tea?" asked the little maid.

"I'm sorry for you. Louis lay straight down on the couch and yawned.

"Is something wrong, young master?" you look tired..... "After a while, the little maid brought a cup of milk tea and put it in front of Louis.

Harry said he saw Crouch, and that Crouch looked crazy. Louis said with a sip of milk tea.

"Mr. Crouch, didn't Weasley's brother say he was sick and was recuperating at home?" asked the little maid, puzzled.

"It seems that except for the twins, everyone else in their family has a worrying IQ......." Louis said with a smile.

"What happened in the end?" asked the little maid curiously.

Obviously, this is not a trivial matter, it is a matter for a director of the Ministry of Magic.

"By the time we arrived, he was long gone. Louis said indifferently, not caring at all what was going on with Crouch.

"It seems that Headmaster Dumbledore is busy. The little maid said.

Louis shrugged, Dumbledore's old fox was busy and it wasn't his business, who made that old fox like to pit people so much.

Louis, who drank a cup of milk tea, felt that he wanted to sleep even more, so he said hello to the little maid, and went directly into his private dormitory, and fell asleep on the bed in a daze.

The next morning, Louis sat listlessly at breakfast in Slytherin. Originally, Louis wanted to sleep beautifully, but unfortunately Fleur came to him in the morning, so poor Louis was dragged out of bed by the little maid with a cold face.

"My lazy sleep...," Louis muttered quietly, then reluctantly ate the breakfast on his plate. You know, he could have saved this breakfast for Hogwarts!

"Master, Professor Dumbledore told me to let you go to his office, and the Minister of the Ministry of Magic is there to wait for you. The little maid came out of nowhere, and stood behind Louis and spoke faintly.

"Merlin's beard........ Louis was so frightened that the fork in his hand fell on the table, he turned to look at the little maid helplessly, "Linda, can we not be so scary....... You know, I'm cowardly........"

The little maid said faintly, "When you were with Miss Delacour, you were not afraid, even if there was a dangerous situation. ”

That's right, in the situation that Louis talked to the little maid last night, he removed the matter of being alone with Fleur. But unfortunately, when Fleur came to him today, he was sleeping, so he ............ The little maid knows everything........

"Okay...... All right...... Wait until I've got the damn Italian sausage......" Louis said helplessly, and launched a final onslaught on the sausage on the plate.