Rebirth of the Harry Potter

"Ah, Potter, you're here." Bagman suddenly saw Harry, stood up quickly, and jumped forward.

"The purpose of calling you today is to check the magic wand ceremony, and the other referees will arrive soon."

"Detect the wand? What is that for?" Harry asked.

Bagman said: "We must check whether your magic wand is fully functional and in good performance, because in future competitions, the magic wand is your most important helper. This must not be wrong. It will happen before this step. It’s because the wand contains hidden dangers, and the warriors are killed unfortunately."

Apart from Harry, the faces of the other five warriors have changed. They are most afraid of hearing the news of the warriors' death.

You have to know that in the past, the mortality rate of the top three tournaments reached 50% of the horror!

This **** thing is a game, this is a death.

Bagman said: "The expert is upstairs, with President McGonagall, and then take a few photos. This is Rita Skeeter. She is writing an article about hegemony for the Prophet Daily. Small articles, do you seem to know?"

Rita Skeeter looked at Harry and shouted angrily: "This is not a small article, Ludo! This will be on the front page of the Daily Prophet! And there will be a series of follow-up reports!"

Bagman whispered, "What are you so excited about? I play sports, you play media, and I don't understand."

Harry sat down with a smile: "Reporter Rita, can you interview me, I think you seem to have this need."

"Okay." Rita Skeeter mourned with tears.

The quill quivered and floated on the parchment.

Rita Skeeter asked cautiously: "First of all, Mr. Porter, you are the youngest warrior, and the other warriors are all over 17 years old, so what ideas made you decide to sign up for the top three? "

Harry smiled: "Because young people always love vanity, I just want to succeed."

The green feather pen began to write immediately, and the nib slipped on the parchment dexterously: Mr. Porter said humbly that his purpose in participating in the competition was to participate, to gain experience and growth.

Victor Krum opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Rita Skeeter continued to ask: "There are very few people who slander you for favor, do you have anything to refute them?"

Harry said: "They are right, just state the facts."

The quill wrote: Mr. Porter is very open-minded. He thinks it is common sense to have different voices. Don’t overestimate. He has forgiven those young people who waved dirty water on him.

Victor Krum: "???

Furong said angrily: "Why don't you ask him questions that deliberately make things difficult for people? Doesn't it mean that private life issues are easier to get attention?"

Rita Skitt stared at Furong fiercely.

Harry smiled and said, "Yeah, ask."

Rita Skeeter had to ask: "Will Mr. Porter, who has always been a top performer, do you have any emotional problems?"

Harry said bluntly: "Yes, I'm a big radish, and I like several girls."

Rita Skeeter laughed twice.

Feather pen wrote: Mr. Porter is very humorous, no wonder it can be liked by school girls.

"Who are you dealing with now?"

Harry admitted frankly: "Of course it was several girls at the same time."

The quill writes: Mr. Porter does not shy away from his own sincerity.

Furong moaned: "Merlin, take this demon soon."

She had never seen anyone as brazen as Rita Skeeter.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Kakalov, Mrs. Maxim and an old man came in.

Rita Skeeter was relieved and quickly found a corner to sit down.

Furong wanted to sit on the chair at a position away from Harry, but saw Rita Skeet pull out the roll of parchment from her handbag and lay it on her knees, sucking the nib of the quill pen. Once he placed the pen upright on the parchment, Fleur immediately sat next to Harry, next to Harry, as if Harry's side was the safest place.

Professor McGonagall sat at a round table in the middle and said to Harry and others: "This is Mr. Olivander. He will check your wand to make sure it is in good condition before the game."

The old man with two big light-colored eyes was Mr. Ollivander in Diagon Alley. In 1991, he sold the same Phoenix wand from Voldemort he had used before at the Wand Shop. Old wizard.

Mr. Ollivander walked to the well-lit place in the middle of the room and said, "Miss Dracul, will you come first, please?"

Harry couldn't help but look at the old man differently and whispered: "Old color embryo."

Furong's face was red.

Ollivander smiled at Harry, showing his teeth about to fall.

Fleur walked briskly towards Mr. Olivander, remembering Harry's words, and standing far away, handed him his wand.

Ollivander gave a soft whine, like a baton, his wand twirled between his slender fingers, and the wand spewed many pink and golden sparks. Then he held the wand close to his eyes again, watching it carefully.

He said softly: "Yes, nine and a half inches...it's very elastic... made of maple (qì) wood... it contains...oh my goodness, is this..."

Furong said: "It contains a meiwa's hair, it is my grandma's hair."

Although Harry knew at this time that Furong's body indeed contained Meiwa blood, he still had no plans to dismiss Furong's body. No way, Harry was such a scholar-like wizard who loved to study.

Mr. Ollivander said: "Yes, of course, I have never used Meiwa's hair as the core of the wand, but it is indeed a very good material, especially this is an elder who is related to you, you You can even borrow a little bit from your grandma..."

Mr. Ollivander stroked his wand with his finger, apparently checking for scratches and bruises. Then he whispered, "Orchid is in full bloom!"

A bunch of flowers bloomed on the head of the wand.

Mr. Ollivander said ~www.ltnovel.com~ while gathering the flowers and handing it to Furong with the wand: "Very good, the wand is in good condition, and if you use charm magic, there will be extraordinary effects. I believe it will be able to Good results...Mr. Digori, your turn."

Furong returned to his seat swiftly, and then raised his head proudly at Harry: Hearing it, Ollivander said that my wand was good and that I could achieve good results.

Cedric passed the wand silently, and Ollivander looked excited as soon as he saw the wand.

"This is the magic wand I made, yes, I remember it clearly. There is a hair pulled from the tail of a particularly beautiful male unicorn, which is five or six feet long. I pulled the tail of the unicorn When it was Mao, it almost poked me into a hole with a horn. The unicorn was so angry that it was really annoying. Twelve and a quarter inches... made of chén wood...excellent elasticity...very much Not bad..."

Ollivander experimented with the effect of using the spell again, spraying a string of silver-white smoke rings from Cedric's wand head, and the smoke ring floated from the end of the room to the other end. He nodded in satisfaction and turned the wand Cedric was also given back.

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