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Chen Ping pushed open the door of the room, it was a small classroom, the tables and chairs had been moved to the side, only a long table in the middle was covered with a thick velvet tablecloth, and behind it were a few chairs, where Bagmun was sitting, talking to a woman in purple clothes.

He wasn't the first to arrive, and Werther-Clen stayed in the corner with a melancholy expression, not speaking to anyone. Fleur excitedly talks to a man with a big belly, holding a smoking camera in his hand. He didn't see Harry, which made him happy because he wasn't the last.

Seeing his arrival, Bagmun stood up with a smile on his face and said:

"Ha, No. 3, you're here, it's no ordinary to do a wand measurement ritual here today. Oh, by the way, this is Rite Skitt, a reporter for the Daily Prophet, and she'll be writing some stories for the contest.

"Nice to meet you." Chen made a wizard salute and said calmly, and there was no joy on his face at all.

"Oh, you're Harry Potter, the youngest player in the tournament." The woman with a curly and stiff head with a big chin pushed the glasses with gems on her nose, and held a crocodile leather bag in her other hand, Chen Ping noticed that her nails were two inches long and were painted with scarlet nail polish, which made him feel like vomiting.

"I think you're mistaken, ma'am." Chen Ping said lightly.

"Oh, then you're here to cheer him on." Litt said.

"I'm sorry, I'm representing Hogwarts." Chen Ping nodded at the door and said, "You're looking for someone." ”

As he spoke, he walked past her and sat down in an empty chair.

A few seconds later, Harry, with his bag on his back and a bit of a wolf, appeared in the doorway. And the woman greeted her like a fly.

"Well, No. 3 player Zhang Liang, don't care, she's like that." After seeing Rita pulling Harry out, Bagmun glanced at the text in his hand, as if confirming his name, and said with some embarrassment.

Chen Ping nodded and did not speak.

"Hey, Zhang Liang, I heard, you've been selected as a contestant." An old man walked in with Dumbledore, this person Chen Ping was no stranger, it was Ollivander, his partner.

"You're in good spirits." A smile appeared on Chen Ping's face, and he got up to greet the arrival of the two elders.

"You've sold all those things, and I hope you can make some more for me." The two of them stepped aside, and Ollivander pulled out a bulging money bag and handed it over.

"Thanks, I just need some money." Chen Ping took it, opened his small bag, and began to dig out things from inside, long and short, there were forty or fifty bone rods, which he beat into five packs. Then, he threw the money bag inside.

"Traceless Stretching Spell? It seems that you did not come to this place in vain. Ollivander said happily as he put things away.

"Master Ollivander, you know him well?" Bagmun looked a little confused.

"Well, let's figure out how to make a wand together." Ollivander laughed.

"Zhang Liang, where's Harry?" Dumbledore asked.

"Taken by a woman named Rita Skit, you can find them in the closet outside." Chen Ping replied.

"Closet?" Dumbledore raised an eyebrow in surprise, and he took out his wand and waved it.

"Level Induction Spell"

Chen Ping recognized the spell, and then, the headmaster turned around and went out, and a minute later, he returned with Harry and the woman, and from Harry's annoyed expression, it could be seen that his conversation with the woman was not pleasant.

The last to arrive were Karkaroff and Madame Maxim, and when they arrived, Bagmun announced the start of the wand ceremony.

"Wands are a wizard's most important companion and an important means of completing your missions, and before the game, Master Ollivanders will check your wands to make sure they are in good condition." Dumbledore introduced.

Chen Ping nodded, his wand was already deeply familiar to him after a few months of running-in. Now as soon as his mind moves, it will appear in his hands.

Ollivander walked to the front of the stage and began to announce the names one by one.

"Miss Dimigaard, please come first."

Fleur Dee Stumbled forward and handed him her wand.

"Uh-huh......" he muttered, his slender fingers turning his wand like a baton. The wand emitted some pink, golden fire, and then he brought it to his eyes and looked closely.

"Yes, 9.25 inches, not easy to fold, rosewood, and ...... Oh, my God. ”

"It's with a baby's head." Furu said.

"That's right," said Mr. Ollivanders, "though I never use a wand to make my own, it is still quite sensitive...... Either way, each has its own good, as long as it suits you......"

His fingers slid along the wand, apparently searching for scratches and bumps. Afterwards he muttered, "Archidils! "A bouquet of flowers bloomed at the tip of the wand.

"It's good, it's good, it's in good working condition." Mr. Ollivander took out the flowers and gave them to Fluff along with her wand.

"Next up is Mr. Witt-Cologne."

Frowning, Wittkelen hurried over, holding a and, uh, wooden stick?

"Hmm." "If I'm not mistaken," said Mr. Ollivanders, "this is made by Greenington, and he is a good staff maker." Although the style he made zuò has always been ...... with mine."

He raised his wand and spun it around in front of his eyes, observing it very closely. "Yes, hornbeam and dragon's heartstrings?" He glanced at Clen, who nodded, "It's thicker than the normal one, it's quite stable, 1o.25 inches...... Avis! ”

The wand, which was visibly thicker, let out a gunshot rang out, and several squeaky birds flew out of its top in the bright sunlight.

"Great, so, who's next." His gaze swept over Chen Ping and Harry Dao.

"Mr. Potter."

Although he had heard Ollivander mention the wand, Chen Ping had taken a closer look at it for the first time, holly wood, phoenix feathers, 11 inches long, soft, elastic, and flexible. Chen Ping knew that holly wood represented precision, durability and patience, and was the most suitable wand material for battle, and the phoenix named Fox was probably the most magical creature in this world. The magic is brilliant and powerful.

The wand looked like it had just been rubbed, it was supposed to be Harry's doing, but it was a little greasy and there were a few noticeable scratches that gave the wand a hint of flaws.

Ollivander took longer to test the wand than the previous two combined, and Chen Ping saw that Harry's face was a little red. But it was over, and Ollivander spewed a spring of water from it, indicating that its power had not diminished.

"Finally, my little friend." Ollivander looked at Chen Ping.

As if by magic, Chen Ping's wand suddenly appeared in his outstretched hand, and unlike the other players, his wand with purple in black was exuding a charming crystal-like luster.

"You always amaze me." Ollivander's eyes lit up, and he took the wand, and as soon as he held it in his hand, he felt the difference.

"Merlin is on top, it's magic resonance." Everyone saw that the wand in Ollivander's hand was shaking gently like a living thing, like a human pulse.

Ollivander stroked the wand with a gentle movement like a lover's eye wave, and then he didn't continue to check, but returned it directly to Chen Ping.

"Oh, Master, is there anything special?" Bagmon Dao.

"As you all know, a wand chooses its owner, but the other way around, the owner can also influence his wand." Ollivander Road.

"And that kind of statement?" Rita Skitt seems to be interested.

"Between the wand and its owner, there is a degree of coordination between the two, which determines how much power the wizard can wield the wand, and generally this cooperation crosses a certain boundary, and we think they are suitable. Once below a certain threshold, the wand will not only fail to wield its effect, but may also injure the wizard when used. ”

Seeing that everyone listened attentively, he further explained, "Let's assume that a wand and a wizard's suitable program is between o-1oo, then if it reaches 8o, we assume that this wand is suitable for this wizard. Below 6o, the wizard will be adversely affected when using the wand. But under normal circumstances, this suitability will not exceed 9o. ”

He glanced at everyone and said, "However, when a wizard uses a wand to reach a certain distance, this value may exceed 9o, and as the degree of cooperation between them increases, it will move infinitely closer to 1oo, and we now, when this wand is close to 1oo, there will be a mysterious connection between it and this wizard, which is the magic resonance." ”

"So, is there any benefit to this magical resonance?" Furu couldn't help but ask.

"Magical Resonance has several effects, starting with the spellcasting effect, which maximizes the power of the spell when used by a wizard. The second is exclusive, and the magic wand that resonates with magic resonates as long as the wizard is alive, it is exclusive to the magic of other wizards, which means that other wizards cannot use its power. Finally, there is Spell Resistance, which is a wand that is so resistant to disarming charms or similar spells that the wizard will return to the wizard at the slightest thought, and they are almost impossible to win. ”

He said with great appreciation: "Not only that, my little friend has treated this wand with special means, you can see the beautiful luster on the surface of the wand, this is the crystallization of wood after long-term immersion in a high concentration of magic, and the wand that has been treated in this way can not only reduce the loss of mana when casting spells in the hands of the corresponding wizard, but also can be used as a container for mana storage, I am not wrong." ”

Chen Ping nodded helplessly, his wand had been treated like this, and in front of a wand master like Ollivander, his methods were explained like a treasure.

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