The next morning, when Wang Yong unloaded the snow hanging on him like a sloth, and then waited for her to go to breakfast together. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As he walked along the way, he found that his popularity at Hogwarts seemed to have increased by a few levels, although it was also known to everyone before, but this time, no matter where he went, everyone saluted him, and many people greeted him.

He was somewhat flattered.

Harry, as another Hogwarts warrior, although he was suspected of using secret means to cheat, but unexpectedly, except for Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff seemed to have the same attitude towards him, not to mention any hatred, and of course there was no support, because everyone felt that Harry ran into Wang Yong, it was not a dead end.

The strong don't care too much about the weak, and Ravenclaw has been the leader of Hogwarts for three years, which is normal, everyone is used to having a Ravenclaw to represent Hogwarts.

Two days later, when Wang Yong and Susan were in a spell class, the two were practicing spells against each other.

At this moment, there was a knock on the teacher's door, and Luna slowly moved in: "I'm sorry, Professor Flitwick, I'm going to take Wang Yong upstairs." The warriors seemed to have something to do. ”

"Okay, Wang Yong, you go." Professor Flitwick waved his hand lovingly, his eyes smiling into slits.

It turned out that he was very satisfied with Wang Yong, such an excellent student, he had never met in his teaching career in his life, not to mention that he was now a warrior of Hogwarts, as the dean of Ravenclaw House, of course, he strongly supported it.

"Thank you, Professor." Wang Yong said to Professor Flitwick, giving Susan another apologetic look before walking out with Luna.

Luna walked next to Wang Yong as if she was still a little nervous, and her face turned slightly sideways, as if she was a little afraid to look at Wang Yong.

This year, Luna has not yet worn her turnip-shaped earrings and a necklace made of butterbeer necklaces, and when you look at it from the side, there is a special beauty that transcends the ordinary.

Wang Yong unconsciously looked at Luna for a long time, until her side face began to turn red like a blur, Wang Yong realized that something was wrong and looked away.

"Harassment ......"

"What?" Wang Yong asked.

"Harassment, there's a lot of harassment here...... Luna said to herself.

Wang Yong had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and soon the two walked outside the room.

"Good luck!" Luna turned around and glanced at Wang Yong, her silver-gray eyes blinked, and she quickly ran away.

Wang Yong knocked on the door and walked in.

It's a smaller classroom, and most of the desks have been pushed to the back of the classroom, leaving a large open space in the middle. But there were three desks facing each other, in front of the blackboard, covered with a long piece of velvet.

Behind the velvet-covered desk, there are five chairs, one of which sits Ludo Bagman, who is talking to a witch wearing a magenta robe.

Rita Skeeter, Wang Yong nodded, a dangerous woman, a female reporter who likes to spread rumors, but it doesn't have any effect on Wang Yong, her interest is in Harry.

Victor Krum, as usual, stood in a corner, with a gloomy face, not speaking to anyone. Fleur sat in her chair with a depressed expression, and a pot-bellied photographer was constantly taking pictures of her, and the camera kept emitting purple smoke.

When Wang Yong walked in, Furong showed a hint of interest.

Wang Yong smiled slightly: "Furong, hello! ”

Fleur's eyes widened in surprise: "Do you know French?" ”

"Well, I went to France and Canada for the first two years, so of course I have to learn French." Wang Yong sat down on the chair next to Furong.

"Oh, you've been to those places in France, if I go next time, I can take you to play."

……

The two chatted like this, and they were still quite happy.

After a while, Harry pushed the door in, but was immediately taken away by the sharp-eyed Rita Skeeter for an interview.

While the conversation with Fleur was in full swing, Dumbledore, Lady Maxim, and Karkaroff also walked in one after another, as well as an old wizard with two large light-colored eyes, Ollivander, who was standing by the bed at this time, and his presence was very thin. Harry was brought back a little later.

"Allow me to introduce Mr. Ollivanders." Dumbledore sat down in the referee's bench and said to the Warriors, "He's going to check your wands to make sure they're in good shape before the game." ”

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

Fleur Delacour walked lightly over to Mr. Ollivander and handed him her wand.

"Uh-huh......" he said.

He fiddled with his baton, spinning his wand between his slender fingers, and his wand spewed out many pink and gold sparks. Then he held his wand close to his eyes and carefully held it.

"Not bad," he said softly, "nine and a half inches...... Strong is good...... Made of maple wood...... It contains...... Oh my God......"

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

"Yes," said Mr. Ollivanders, "yes, of course, I have never used a baby's hair. I think the wand made of the baby's hair is too sensitive and willful...... However, everyone has their own hobbies, since it suits you......"

Mr. Ollivander ran his wand through his fingers, apparently checking it for abrasions and bruises. Then, he whispered, "Orchids are blooming!" "A bouquet of flowers bloomed on the wand head.

"Good, good, in good shape," said Mr. Ollivander, as he gathered the flowers and handed them to Fleur with his wand, "Mr. Wang, it's your turn." ”

Fleur returned to her seat with a brisk step, and smiled at Wang Yong as she passed by.

"Ah, this is my product, isn't it?" When Wang Yong handed over the wand, Mr. Ollivander said, much more excited than just now, "That's right, I remember it very well." Inside there is a hair plucked from the tail of a particularly beautiful female unicorn...... It's five or six feet long. I plucked the unicorn's tail hair, and it kicked me a little bit on its hind legs. Fourteen inches long...... Made of ebony...... Possessed a very powerful magic ......"

Mr. Ollivander used Wang Yong's wand to emit a black halo, and he expressed his satisfaction and said, "Mr. Krum, it's your turn." ”

Wang Yong returned to his seat and sat down, as for his Mithril wand, Wang Yong has always regarded it as a treasure, and of course he refuses to show it easily.

Victor Krum stood up, drooping his round shoulders and stumbling his feet, and walked listlessly towards Mr. Ollivander. He slipped his wand over and stood there with a frown, his hands in the pockets of his robe.

"Well," said Mr. Ollivanders, "if I'm not mistaken, it's a product of Grigovich." He's a great wandsmith, though I don't really ...... his style But ......"

He raised his wand and flipped it upside down in front of his eyes, examining it carefully.

"That's right...... Hornbeam wood, which contains the tendinous cord of the dragon's heart, right? He glanced at Krum, who nodded, "Much thicker than you're usually seen...... Very hard...... Ten and a quarter of an inch...... Flock of birds! ”

The hornbeam wand thumped like a pistol, and a flock of birds flapped their wings out of the wand and into the faint sunlight through the open window.

It wasn't until Harry came to power that Mr. Ollivander really got excited and checked for a long time, but he didn't reveal much information about the wand, but those who have read the original book know that it was a combination of holly and phoenix tail feathers and Voldemort's yew wand used a bird, the core of the wand on Phoenix Fawkes. Ended with a puff of red wine spewed out of his wand.

"Thank you," Dumbledore said, standing up at the referee's table, "Now you can go back to class—maybe it would be more convenient to go straight down to dinner, they'll be out soon—"

Harry felt that something was finally going well for the day. He stood up to leave, but the man with the black camera jumped up and cleared his throat.

"Camera, Dumbledore, photography!" Bagman shouted excitedly, "What do you think of the referee and the warriors taking a picture, Rita?" ”

"Well—well, take a group photo," Rita Skeeter said, her eyes falling to Harry again, "maybe a few more solo shots later." ”

It took a long time to take pictures. Madame Maxim blocked others from wherever she stood, and the room was too small for the photographer to stand far away and take her into the lens; In the end she had to sit down, and everyone else stood around her.

Karkaroff kept running his fingers around his goatee, trying to curl it. As for Krum, Wang Yong thought he was used to this kind of thing, but he didn't expect him to hide behind everyone.

The photographer seemed particularly keen to get Fleur in front, but Rita Skeeter always caught up and pulled Harry to a more prominent position. Wang Yong seemed to be a little transparent, and finally stood at the back of the team to complete the photo.

Then, Rita Skeeter insisted on taking solo photos of the warriors one by one. It took a long time for them to finally get out.