357. Wand Detection 2

The smile on Rita Skeeter's face was obvious, but Harry on the other side had a strange expression, obviously annoyed by what was written by the shorthand quill pen next to Rita Skeeter.

"There are no tears in my eyes!" Harry said aloud, then looked up to see the three men walking in.

Rita Skeeter apparently saw Dumbledore as well, and then she stood up with a pompous expression and called out loudly, "Dumbledore, how are you? Have you read my summer article about the International Confederation of Wizards?"

As Rita Skeeter spoke, Field noticed that the quill and parchment she had been writing on were gone.

Dumbledore's eyes sparkled through the half-moon lenses, and he stared at Rita Keist for a moment and said, "Of course, it's pretty good, especially the one that portrays me as a rigid old madman." ”

Rita Skeeter didn't blush at Dumbledore's sarcasm, she pushed her glasses and said, "I just wanted to point out that some of your views are a bit outdated, Dumbledore, and many wizards out there—"

Before she could finish her sentence, Dumbledore interrupted him, "Rita, I'd love to hear from you, but I'm afraid we'll have to talk about it at another time." The wand testing ritual was about to begin, and Harry had to go with us. ”

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Harry stood up sharply, walked over to Field, and whispered, "I'm glad you guys are here, and I feel uncomfortable staying with this woman." ”

Field just smiled at Harry, but didn't speak, and the rest of the referees arrived. In front of the velvet-covered table, the five referees sat in turn—Professor Karkaroff and Madame Maxim on the left, and Mr. Crouch and Ludo Bagman on the right, with the middle position apparently reserved for Dumbledore.

The warriors sat in chairs by the door, and Field waved hello to Cedric and Fleur, reminding Harry to hurry over. Harry walked over to Cedric in two steps and sat down.

Rita Skeeter also sat down in a corner, then secretly took a roll of parchment from her handbag, spread it on her knees, and then smacked the tip of her shorthand quill with her mouth, and placed it upright on the parchment again. Field looked at her quill in amazement, possessive for the first time, yes, he wanted it now.

At this point, Dumbledore was already standing on the bench of the judge, and he cleared his throat and said, "Allow me to introduce Mr. Ollivanders. He's going to check your wand to make sure it's in good shape before the game. ”

The fat man in the Daily Prophet raised his camera to Ollivander and pressed the shutter with a 'bang', looking at the big black smoke camera and the people who were jumping, Field silently withdrew the half-drawn wand. Compared with the funny behavior of the fat man in the Daily Prophet, Gore is much more professional, and the camera in his hand does not move at all, giving Ollivander a close-up.

Mr. Ollivander straightened his dress, then stepped forward and said, "Okay, then let's get started." ”

With that, he walked to the open space in the center of the room, turned to the two female warriors of Beauxbatons, and said, "Lady first, which of you will come first?"

Helen Hathaway and Fleur looked at each other, and then they both spoke almost simultaneously: "I'll first-"

After saying that, the two of them paused at the same time and looked at Ollivander in unison.

"It's all right, we've got plenty of time, Miss Hathaway, and you'd better come first!" said Ollivanders.

Helen Hathaway's chin lifted and she walked straight to the center of the field. Fleur snorted contemptuously and didn't say anything more.

Ollivanders took Helen Hathaway's wand, flicked it lightly with his index finger, and then waved it slightly, and a rainbow appeared in front of everyone along with the wand.

"Oh, nine and a quarter of an inch, made of black walnut, very hard, and the core of the rod is the heart tendon of the dragon, but the craft is very special, and reminds me of an old friend. Ollivander stroked his wand and handed him to Field.

"Mr. Diggory, let's see if this is the work of your studio. ”

Field took the wand from Helen Hathaway's incredulous gaze and examined it himself.

"Indeed, this is the work of the Nice atelier, from my grandmother Filna Nice, and the wand has the unique craftsmanship of the Nice atelier, and the black walnut used is also rarely used by other wandmakers, the black walnut looks beautiful, but it is not easy to control. I believe its owner must be a wizard with keen intuition and insight. ”

I don't know if it was Field's words that made Helen very useful, or out of respect for the Nice studio, Helen Hathaway smiled at Field.

"Very well maintained and in good condition. Field handed the wand back to Hathaway.

"Thank you!" Helen Hathaway took her wand and retreated.

Ollivander turned his gaze to Fleur again.

"Miss Delacour, it's your turn next. ”

Fleur walked up to Mr. Ollivander 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 carefully held it.

"Oh, yes, nine and a half inches long...... Strong is good...... Made of maple wood...... It contains...... Oh my God......" Ollivander exclaimed excitedly.

Fleur shook her long shiny silver hair and said, "It contains a baby's hair, which belongs to my grandmother." ”

Mr. Ollivander never took his eyes off his wand, and he said, "Yes, very unique material, in fact, I myself have never made a wand out of the hair of a wand." I think the wand made of the baby's hair is too sensitive and willful...... Still, it might work well for you......"

Mr. Ollivander looked at Field and said, "But looking at this workmanship, it should be the work of the Nice studio, right? ”

Field nodded at him and said, "Yes, it's actually my work." ”

Ollivander looked at Field with some surprise, "Really? ”

He attached his wand to his fingers, checking it for scrapes and bruises. Then, in a low voice, "Orchids are blooming!" a bouquet of flowers bloomed on the wand's head.

"Good, good, good form, then it's time for Cedric Diggory. Mr. Ollivander said, handing the flowers to Fleur along with his wand.