"Of course my sister does!" said Gabrielle excitedly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Okay, I'll do your interview, we can go out and talk, that woman makes me feel very uncomfortable. Fleur nodded.

Aven, Fleur, Colin, and Gabrielle left the classroom without paying attention to Rita Skeeter, who was behind them.

They didn't go far, but came to the Muggle studies classroom around the corner.

It was much bigger than the classroom it was, but it was also very deserted, and there was no one in it.

In the classroom, all the tables and chairs are arranged exactly like Muggle schools, all of them are characteristic.

There was not a single mural on the walls, but instead there were many color pictures of Muggle characters and landscapes.

At the back of the classroom, there was a huge bookshelf filled with Muggle books.

Evan knew that behind this bookshelf was actually a secret passage that led to the sixth-floor bathroom.

The way to enter the secret passage is to place several large, gilded books together in alphabetical order of "prefect".

This classroom is great for conversation interviews, and usually no one comes except for classes.

Even though Evan was already familiar with Fleur and Gabrielle, he asked a lot of detailed questions based on his previous outline.

Colin is in charge of taking pictures of Fleur, and they need a special close-up photo of the warriors to be published in the newspaper.

I have to say that as long as Fleur is willing, she can get along with everyone very happily.

Probably because everyone was more familiar, she didn't mention the cold and dark decoration of Hogwarts, the overly tasty food, and other disappointing topics, but was very cooperative, and made a few jokes with Evan and Colin from time to time.

After about ten minutes, the door to the classroom was opened, and Dumbledore was standing outside.

"Obviously you're here, I have to disturb the four of you, the wand detection ceremony is about to begin, and Miss Dracoll must go!" Dumbledore said mildly.

"No problem, Professor, we're done here!"

A few mermaids rushed out, and Aven packed up his things and walked with Gabrielle at the back.

"My sister just told me that you were the first to find out about girls in this way!" Gabrielle whispered suddenly, she looked at Evan with a grin, her eyes curved into a cute crescent, "She wants me to be wary of you!"

Evan was speechless, it turned out that the two sisters had just been talking about this in French.

Also, what does it mean to be vigilant?!

The questions he asked, though in detail, were all needed for reporting.

Dumbledore didn't go straight back to the small classroom, but stopped in front of a broomroom opposite.

Just as everyone wondered what he was going to do, Dumbledore opened the door and walked inside.

Rita Skeeter and Harry were inside, and Harry looked a little emotional.

It seems that during the time that Evan and the others were away, Harry, Ron, and Hermione also came over.

Not surprisingly, Rita Skeeter interviewed Harry again, even though he wasn't a warrior.

"Dumbledore!" Rita Skeeter exclaimed, looking overjoyed.

She loaded the quills and parchment into her crocodile leather handbag as fast as she could, fastening the clasp.

"How are you?" she said, stepping out of the broomroom and holding out a large, manly hand to Dumbledore, "Have you read my summer article about the International Council of Wizards?"

"That's wonderful!" said Dumbledore, his eyes sparkling, "I love reading the part where you describe me as a rigid old madman." ”

Rita Skeeter didn't look embarrassed at all, and continued, "I just wanted to point out that some of your views are a bit outdated, Dumbledore, and many wizards out there......"

"I'd love to hear your frank reasoning, Rita!" Dumbledore said, "but I'm afraid we'll have to talk about it later, and the wand detection ritual is about to begin, and I don't think you should miss it." ”

The group returned to the room, where the other warriors were seated except for Fleur, as did Professor Karkaroff, Madame Maxim, Monsieur Crouch, and Ludo Bagman.

Aven, Harry, Colin, and Gabrielle sat down next to Hermione, and Rita Skeeter sat in another corner.

She took the roll of parchment from her handbag, spread it on her lap, smacked the tip of her shorthand quill, and placed it upright on the parchment once more.

"What did you guys do?" Hermione asked in a low voice.

"Colin and I went to interview Fleur, and Harry must have been called in by Rita Skeeter. Evan said.

"Don't mention it, that woman is terrible, you don't see what she's writing!" Harry said with a sigh, looking a little excited, "I wanted to hear my opinion on the tournament, but she didn't write it according to me." ”

"You should have known that she likes to spread rumors. Hermione said sharply, pulling out her quill as well, "Remember the Quidditch World Cup report, the rumor about Mr. Weasley, some kind of corpse from the rubble......

Hearing her reminder, Harry remembered it too.

I knew that he should have refused the other party's interview request just now.

Evan looked at Rita Skeeter, this guy is really capable of causing trouble, and he must solve it as soon as possible.

As if sensing Aven's gaze, Rita Skeeter looked up at him with an ugly smile.

The green quill kept writing, and no one in the classroom spoke.

"Warriors, allow me to introduce you to Mr. Ollivander. Dumbledore sat down in the referee's seat and said to the four warriors, "He's going to check your wand to make sure it's in good shape before the game." ”

It was only then that Evan saw an old wizard with two large light-colored eyes standing quietly by the window.

It was Mr. Ollivander, who looked as peculiar as ever.

"Miss Delacour, will you come first?" said Mr. Ollivanders, walking to the clearing in the center of the room.

Fleur nodded, walked lightly over to Mr. Ollivanders, and handed him her wand.

Ollivander fiddled with his baton, spinning his wand between his slender fingers, and the wand spewed out many pink and gold sparks.

Then, he held his wand close to his eyes and held it carefully.

"Not bad!" he said softly, "nine inches, very strong, made of maple, containing ...... Oh my God!"

"Contains a baby's hair. Fleur said, "It's my grandmother's hair." ”

Hearing her say this, Hermione hurriedly recorded it.

Although Evan has said before that both Fleur and Gabrielle are a quarter of the Baby's blood, this is far less shocking than I admit.

Ron, in particular, stared straight back at Fleur with his eyes, as if he was attracted to her.

In Aven's opinion, Fleur's trip to Hogwarts, in addition to becoming a warrior, can attract the attention of a large number of boys, and they are all overwhelmed by her appearance, which is probably the only thing she is satisfied with.

This is the Meiwa bloodline, and the nature of the men will make them obsessed with their magical bloodline. (To be continued.) )