Two Worlds: I studied abroad at Hogwarts

Chapter 340 Making Money Requires Stirring Up Emotions
At the very front of the audience.

These were special seats reserved by the event organizers for reporters from various newspapers.

This place not only offers a great view, but also allows you to observe each player's performance up close.

As Moon cast his spell, the newspaper reporters had already turned on their magic cameras.

Click~
Click~
Even though these reporters were surrounded by dust, the flashing of cameras never stopped.

This made Moon marvel at the work ethic of these people.

"I originally thought this competition would be the same as usual, but I didn't expect there would be such big news."

"That's right, this trip was really worthwhile. Maybe we can even get a front-page headline at the newspaper."

Whether in wizarding society or Muggle society.

Newspaper reporters love to see events that are far beyond what ordinary people can comprehend.

Especially in Britain today, there hasn't been any explosive news for a long time.

This has led to a significant drop in newspaper sales compared to before.

Of course, this is also because the competition for excellent spellcasting techniques is not very high-level.

The reporters who were sent here to report were considered marginal figures within the newspaper.

For them, Moon's sudden appearance was a shock.

This was equivalent to giving them a full-fledged exposure within the newspaper.

"But looking at this contestant, why does he look so familiar?"

After the referee announced Moon's score again.

The reporters outside had already put down their cameras and started chatting.

"You've forgotten so quickly?"

“Moon Scarlett, just three months ago, resolved the unicorn riot at Hogwarts.”

"It turns out it's him!"

"No wonder he did something so amazing."

Several newspaper reporters and cameramen are chatting.

Suddenly they noticed a familiar figure walking into the VIP section.

“Rita Skeeter, what brings her here?”

"This woman's nose is really something else; she always manages to catch big news."

The reporter who worked at the same newspaper as Rita Skeeter was practically spitting fire in his eyes.

"Hmph, it's just fabricated news out of thin air, nothing special."

This can be seen from conversations among newspaper reporters.

Rita Skeeter wasn't very popular.

However, they also had to admit the female reporter's professional competence.

Rita Skeeter is not only able to pinpoint major events in wizarding society with unerring accuracy.

Moreover, the news writing style is unique and very eye-catching.

And Rita Skeeter will be able to come this time.

They must have learned about what's happening here through some special channel.

Moon appeared out of nowhere.

And the arrival of Rita Skeeter.

This put the entire Finkley family on edge.

They knew very well that this female reporter from the Daily Prophet was not someone to be trifled with.

So after the third match, the organizers put up a sign that the game was temporarily suspended.

All the key members of the Finkley family arrived at a secret room in the manor within a short period of time.

After a detailed discussion lasting nearly an hour.

Anos Finkley walked out of the conference room and found Professor Flitwick.

"Professor, although we don't know how we offended you, as long as you promise to let Mr. Scarlett withdraw from the competition."

At this point, Anos Finkley subconsciously looked around.

After confirming that no one was around, he continued speaking in a low voice.

"If you agree to withdraw from the competition, we will definitely compensate you double, whether it's Galleons or other magical treasures."

This is a wizarding family that has existed for over a hundred years in the British wizarding community.

But no one is stupid.

These merchant families, in particular, value profit above all else.

Of course, they also hope to use benefits to bind others and contribute to the family business.

Take Professor Flitwick, for example.

The Finkley family approached this professor.

They wanted to leverage his reputation as a master of spells to expand the influence of their family's tournaments.

At the same time, through Professor Flitwick, they can recruit outstanding graduates from Hogwarts to become the backbone of the family business.

This is a multi-beneficial situation for the Finkley family.

However, this time the Finkley family's idea crossed the line for this master of spells.

Professor Flitwick's expression immediately turned serious upon hearing what the other person said.

“Mr. Finkley, don’t you know who I am?”

"identity?"

Anos Finkley paused for a moment.

Then he carefully examined Professor Flitwick.

What status?
Could it be the bloodline of a fairy?
It should be.

From the perspective of a businessman like Anos Finkley.

Although fairies were said to serve British wizards.

But they control the economic lifeline of British wizards.

This group of magical creatures is not only the de facto rulers of Gringotts, but also skilled in alchemy.

Logically speaking, Galleons and magical artifacts shouldn't be very attractive to fairies.

But there are always exceptions.

Anos Finkley thought for a moment, then cautiously added another sentence.

"Professor, even though you have fairy blood, no one dislikes having more money, right?"

Upon hearing this, Professor Flitwick looked up and glanced at the other person in surprise.

"Ha, I'm referring to my identity as a professor at Hogwarts!"

10 minute later.

Anos Finkley returned to the family meeting room.

"Didn't you reach an agreement?"

Inside the conference room, an elderly wizard with gray hair stared intently at Anos, who was standing at the door.

"Yes, Grandfather."

“Then he did act that way because of that matter.” Anos Finkley did not answer the old wizard’s words, but simply lowered his head.

"Sigh, it seems we have no choice but to use the second method."

The old wizard's voice turned somber.

"But with so many reporters watching outside, if we directly increase the difficulty of the competition, won't it cause the family to be embroiled in public opinion and face criticism?"

"What can we do?"

The old male wizard stood up from his chair as he spoke.

He paced back and forth in the conference room, leaning on his cane.

thump~
thump~
Boom!
The crisp sound of the cane struck like a blow to the heart.

"We finally developed this new business, and a lot of duds have already signed up. Are we really going to return all that money now?!"

"This, this absolutely cannot be returned!"

The Finkley people sitting at the table all shook their heads.

They had already collected nearly ten thousand Galleons, so naturally they were reluctant to give up such a great fortune.

"So even if no one wins this competition, our project can still proceed."

"But if a 12-year-old wizard were to win, the so-called 'wizard talent theory' would inevitably be accepted by more people."

"If that's the case, then which Squib will still believe that they can learn magic through hard work!"

The old shaman's words made the Funkri people present tense up.

It is the most famous magic education and training institution in the UK.

Everyone in the Finkley family knew this very well.

The reason they can make money is because they keep proclaiming that even the most foolish person will reap rewards for their efforts.

This is a truth that no one can refute.

This gave the Squirrel, who had no magical talent, a glimmer of hope.

But it is often this hope that makes these people willing to give everything.

But Moon's appearance proved the statement to be false.

This further shook the plans of the Squid Magic Training Program.

This is something the entire Finkley family will not allow.

Due to the event organizers' delay.

The final event of the competition was postponed until 5 p.m.

The venue for this competition is the Wissam Forest outside Funkley Estate.

There are more than a dozen winding paths in the forest.

Each path is dotted with all sorts of magical obstacles and traps.

The contestants each need to choose a path.

Overcome obstacles and traps within the allotted time.

The first person to reach the finish line gets the highest score.

There is no specific order of appearance in this competition.

It's just that Moon's performance in the first three games was too outstanding.

Therefore, every athlete was keeping a close eye on Moon, and no one wanted to start early.

Seeing that the older students around him were all unmoved.

Moon had no choice but to choose a path that looked easy to walk.

Then the others followed suit and made their choices.

Some people, wary of Moon's strength, chose to distance themselves from him.

Some people, on the contrary, prefer to resolve problems in advance.

Two of the wizards from Durmstrang chose the paths to the left and right of Moon.

In accordance with past competition practices, in order to ensure the fairness of the competition.

The competition allows for greater supervision by additional wizards.

For this reason, the Finkley family provided a lot of flying brooms at the stadium.

As long as you pay to rent it, you can fly up into the sky to watch the game.

The premise is that you cannot interfere with or help the player.

As for the newspaper reporters, they each received one for free.

After the contestants set off, the wizards with flying brooms followed closely behind and flew into the sky above the forest.

However, compared to others, most wizards chose to follow Moon.

The media, in particular, were hoping that Moon would do something even more surprising.

"Should we rent a flying broomstick too?"

Ron said enviously as he watched many wizards take off one after another.

"Great! I've never tried flying off-campus before!"

Harry was also very interested.

After discussing it with Cedric.

The young wizards pooled together four Galleons and rented four brooms.

Hermione, are you really not going?

"No, I still need to take care of Beng Beng."

Although I know I can take the bouncy to fly into the sky.

But Hermione was still a little scared when she saw so many people flying over the forest at the same time.

"Okay, then we'll give you Moon's results later, um. We'll report back."

"No need for that. Those five referees just now used amplification magic to report the progress of the match in real time. I'll just listen to that."

"Okay, then let's..."

Harry hadn't finished speaking.

A loud noise suddenly came from deep in the forest.

boom!
"What's going on here?"

"I do not know?"

The young wizards were at a loss.

Suddenly, the referee's voice echoed through the forest.

"Oh, what a pity, Mr. Percy Weasley has fallen into the trap and is out of the game!"

Upon hearing the referee's voice, the young wizards exchanged bewildered glances.

"So fast? Only two minutes have passed!"

"Alright, let's hurry up and go. The competition inside is sure to be exciting."

As the young wizards took to the air...

Moon also encountered a small problem.

(End of this chapter)