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Ollivander's gaze swept over the four of them, first lingering on Harry and Enlighten for a moment, and finally to Fleur Delacour:

"Lady first, I think, Miss Delacour, you come first, okay?"

Fleur nodded, walked lightly towards Ollivanders, and handed him her wand. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ollivander was quick to check, as Fleur's wand was not his handiwork, so it was a bit of a routine, and Krum was treated the same.

Keimon was third, and when Ollivander finished checking Fleur and Krum's wands, he walked up to him.

"Mr. Qiming, we meet again. ”

Ollivanders' eyes sparkled with excitement,

"Yes, yes, although more than two months have passed, it feels like yesterday, the wand I sold you, you can still use it, right?"

A light flashed in Qiming's eyes, and he knew which wand Ollivander was talking about—it was not the one he used every day, but the one made from the blood of the phoenix. When Ollivander put his wand in a prominent position, he hoped that Qiming would be able to carry it away when he left.

"Very handy, thank you for your concern. ”

Qiming bowed slightly, smiled and replied politely.

"That's good, that's good. ”

Ollivander nodded happily,

"Ahem. ”

Dumbledore coughed in the back, and Ollivanders came back to his senses, winked at Qiming and said,

"Ah, I think we need to get down to business,"

Qiming nodded and handed over the wand he was using now, and Ollivander took the wand and shook it in his hand.

"The blood dragon wood, the core of the staff is the feather of the phoenix, fourteen inches, my own product. ”

Ollivander happily said to the people around him,

"I still vividly remember how much effort it took to pluck the feathers of this phoenix, which was probably the only one left alive in all of England other than Dumbledore......

As he spoke, Ollivander took Qiming's wand to his eyes and flipped it horizontally and vertically to look at it carefully, then nodded,

"Well, it's very well preserved, it's in good condition, I can see that your wand likes you very much, Mr. Qiming, I can feel the pleasant aura it exudes from the inside out, it's incredible. ”

Ollivander looked at Qiming in amazement and said,

"You say it likes me?"

Qiming asked curiously.

"Yes, yes, very much, very much. ”

Ollivander nodded excitedly, but didn't explain much.

Next, Ollivander did not take Qiming's wand and cast a spell like he had just checked Fleur and Krum's wand, but returned the wand directly to Qiming.

Then Ollivander opened his gray eyes and looked at the last warrior in the room,

"So, the last one is...... Mr. Potter. ”

Harry stood up, Qiming passed by him, and when Ollivander looked at Harry's wand with excitement on his face, Qiming sat there quietly, holding the wand that had just been checked in his hand, and looked closely, but he didn't see where Ollivander's so-called liking came from.

Ollivander spent more time examining Harry's wand than he had examined Enlightenment, and Ollivander valued Harry's wand very much because of his relationship with Voldemort's twin wand core, but the final test result was the same as everyone else's - in good condition.

"Thank you, Garrick, thank you,"

Seeing that the inspection was finished, Dumbledore stood up and said happily,

"Harry, Kaiming, now you can go back to class - maybe it would be better to go down to eat directly, they'll be out of class soon anyway-"

Harry immediately jumped for joy, it was the first good news he had heard today.

In contrast, Kai was obviously much more casual, nodding at Dumbledore senselessly, and Dumbledore smiled in response.

From the old man's eyes, Qiming saw something - Dumbledore's eyes seemed to have some kind of magic to perceive people's hearts, but this power did not work for Qiming, on the contrary, Qiming absorbed something inexplicable from it.

So far, he has not had a formal one-on-one conversation with Dumbledore, and Qiming decides to find a time to visit the strongest wizard in the world of Harry Potter alone.

After standing Dumbledore nodded, Qiming stood up and was about to walk out, but the pot-bellied photographer who kept taking pictures of Fleur jumped up and cleared his throat.

"Camera, Dumbledore, photography!"

Bagman shouted excitedly,

"What do you think of the referee and the warrior taking a picture, Rita?"

"Uh-huh, let's take a group photo first,"

Rita Skeeter said, eyes falling on Harry once more,

"Maybe I'll take a few more solo shots later. ”

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that although it is to take a few singles, but Rita Skeeter just wants to take a picture of Harry, Qiming yawned boredly, and it just so happened that at this moment, Rita Skeeter's gaze swept over the four warriors present, and when she saw his face, her eyes immediately lit up.

"And so and then again!"

Qiming originally thought that, like Fleur and Krum, it was completely full of asking him to come over for a photo, and the focus must be on Harry.

But to his surprise, Rita Skeeter insisted that he stand in a prominent position during the group photo, and then asked the photographer to take several photos of him alone before letting him go.

Qiming didn't resist, anyway, this kind of thing should be all about experiencing life for him, but he found it interesting.

However, when they finally got out and arrived at the auditorium, they had already missed dinner.

"Kaiming, Harry, over here!"

Hermione sat on a chair in the auditorium and beckoned to them, there were not many students left in the auditorium, and after dinner, everyone returned to the common room of their respective houses.

"Knowing that you might be late, I left it for you. ”

As she spoke, the girl juggled two large plates filled with bread and all sorts of food.

The two looked at each other, and one took a plate and began to chew on it.

Qi Ming is really hungry, even if he maintains a low power consumption state, his food consumption is more than twice that of ordinary people, and without the power of the phoenix as a supplement, he can only rely on food to supplement the consumption in his body.

Because of this, because he was so engrossed in eating, even he didn't notice that a small door in the auditorium opened slightly, and a camera reached out from behind the door, aiming in their direction - Rita Skeeter stood quietly behind the door with an old-fashioned camera, and gently pressed the shutter.