Hagrid had a very poor impression of Rita Skeeter. He looked at Wizet and asked, "Wizet, that woman didn't give you any trouble, did she?"
Wizet smiled and shook his head. "No. She just talked to me about the International Confederation of Wizards Conference."
Fred and George asked excitedly, "Is something big going to happen? That would be so much fun!"
Mrs. Weasley instinctively called out, "Fred! George!"
"Something might happen, that's all," Wizet said. "Perhaps someone will try something during the awards ceremony, so Ms. Skeeter came to warn me."
"Try something?" Hermione frowned. "Wizet, they aren't planning to cause trouble for you, are they? Like... asking questions that would make things awkward?"
Wizet nodded. "That's possible."
"Why are those Muggles always like this?" Hagrid said indignantly. "I heard before that Professor Dumbledore seemed to have used magical contracts several times because of things like this..."
"Even Professor Dumbledore had to do that, yet those Muggles still won't stop? Why don't they know when to be satisfied?" He snorted. "Muggles really are awful!"
After all, Hermione's parents were also present. Once he realized that, he stammered a little. "Er... I mean the Muggles who want to cause trouble for Wizet. They're awful! You're lovely!"
"Wizet..." There was concern in his voice. "You'll be going inside soon. I can help you find Dumbledore and ask him how this should be handled."
"Hagrid, there is something I'd like your help with," Wizet said. "Do you know where I can find an olive branch? If something happens during the awards ceremony, I might need one."
"An olive branch?" Hagrid's eyes lit up. "I remember there's one growing in a garden outside the castle!"
Wizet turned to Fleur Delacour. "Fleur, Hagrid wants to pick an olive branch here for me. That should be