Seeing that Skeeter was unusually honest, Bagman regained his good mood and told the warriors some interesting stories.

He is eloquent, experienced, and very good at shaking off his baggage, and his stories are vivid and interesting, which makes Hermione laugh non-stop, and his impression of Bagman has changed greatly.

In the laughter, it seems that in a flash, there are two more protagonists in the room.

Krum's smile seemed to be high, and he didn't say a word the whole time, his lips pressed together, and only when Bagman talked about Quidditch, he briefly looked away from Hermione for a few seconds.

Fleur only lasted for two sentences, and then the slightly low laughter did not stop, and the different voices of the two girls resounded into a beautiful music in the room.

A moment later, the door opened again, and an old gentleman who was not common at Hogwarts but who everyone knew walked in, along with Arthur and the Headmasters.

It's the Ollivanders of the Wand Shop.

"Ha, girls, everyone is here, come and sit here."

Bagman greeted with a smile and didn't even look at Krum.

"This is Mr. Ollivander, the best wand maker in England, and I think most of you are familiar with him."

Listening to Dumbledore's introduction, not only Hermione, but also Fleur nodded slightly.

The history of the wand, the most important aid to wizards, is a mandatory part of the History of Magic course.

In the history of wands, the Ollivanders family occupies a large proportion, and as long as students listen carefully in class, they will not be unfamiliar with the name Garrick Ollivander.

"Next Mr. Ollivander is going to check your wand to make sure it's in good shape before the game."

Of course, the old man's words were just polite words, but in fact, they were to ensure that the wand was in normal condition, and to see if it was blessed with power that did not belong to the contestants, including but not limited to the magic chain and the black magic spell...... Wait a minute.

Beauxbatons was fine, but Durmstrang liked to use small tricks.

Mr. Weasley took out a scroll and laid it flat on the table, the sides of the scroll covered in magic patterns, and a long blank space in the middle.

Whenever Mr. Ollivander checks a wand, a corresponding mark appears in the blank space of the scroll.

As soon as there is an impermissible change in their wand during a match, the reels will sound with a loud humming sound.

After completing the main process, Mr. Ollivander took the lead in saying goodbye, and Ani also exhaled lightly, he naturally knew that Hermione's wand was fine, but he suspected that someone would take this opportunity to do something to the girl's wand.

Despite Ollivander's reputation, who can be sure that "he is him"?

"Come on, kids, take it easy, maybe you'll be the headlines of the Daily Prophet tomorrow."

Retrieving their wands, the three warriors were beckoned by Bagman to take pictures.

Skeeter flicked his fingers, his face ready to move.

What good material, there's so much to spread rumors about...... Ahh

"Young girls are forced to go to war, where will Hogwarts go?" 》

"Secret! The story that Karkaroff and Dumbledore had to tell! 》

"The officials of the Ministry of Magic bow down their skirts and see how the beautiful French girl conquers the judges!" 》

The Youngest Professor and ......

Warrior's Love ......

Her gaze swept from left to right, and then from front to back, and what caught her eye was a wizard, clearly a galleon and fame.

She dares to write what others dare not write, and she dares to say what others dare not say, she Rita Skeeter is a milestone for news people in the wizarding world!

Look at this room, there are four wizards alone, and the souls of the female reporters are trembling with excitement!

She dares to lift the table that others dare not lift, and she dares to arrange the people that others dare not arrange......

…… She...... She didn't dare to be generous......

Rita, who was about to get excited, suddenly bumped into Aini's gaze, and her body was just straightened

Suddenly softened.

The picture of being pinched last time is still in front of me, and I am afraid.

Rita Skeeter behaved strangely, and the people around her looked at her even more strangely.

When did this bed bug become so honest?

Feeling the gazes cast from everywhere, Rita was indignant, when she thought? Merlin knew how the man knew that her Animagus form was a beetle.

It is known that Animagus must register with the Ministry of Magic in case the able-bearers use the alien form to do something unspeakable.

Obviously, Rita didn't register, so she was easily handled by Ani.

Therefore, even though her gossip soul had begun to burn, she still did not dare to take out the quill pen, which was more "clever" than herself in wording, out of her bag, so she had to endure herself.

Thanks to Rita's convergence, the process of taking photos and interviews was surprisingly smooth, and everyone was satisfied...... Except for a certain woman herself.

"Well done, warriors."

Bagman first made an exaggerated smile at the three Hermiones, then stopped the photographer as he was about to pack his things.

"Wait, Mr. Green......," Bagman turned to the referee's bench, "The resumption of the Final Three is a memorable event, let's take a group photo together."

Several people in the room looked at each other and thought it was a good idea.

Soon, everyone gathered in front of the camera, and Bagman had wanted the three warriors to stand in front, but when Krum pasted it, Hermione suddenly turned and ran up to Professor McGonagall, holding her arm amid the lady's smile.

Ani stood on the other side of Professor McGonagall, causing the reserved Vice Chancellor to almost burst out laughing.

Behold, this is her student, the excellent student.

In the same way, Fleur also wanted to go over and hold Maxim, but the difference in size made her only hold Madame's fingers.

"Look here...... Get ready...... 3、2、1…… Bang!"

The photographer stretched out a hand to attract everyone's attention, and when the shutter was pressed, white smoke rushed out and happily circled in the crowd, and then scrambled back into the camera, bringing precious images.

Then the man picked up the camera and fiddled with it, took out a thick stack of photos and sent them to everyone.

I saw Dumbledore standing calmly in the center, exuding the graceful bearing of the chief wizard all the time-

Of course, this is not the old headmaster deliberately posing for a photo, but the photographer's inherent impression of the first person in England.

The other three Hogwarts players, McGonagall, Hermione, and Ani, are also very photogenic, with dignified and friendly smiles.

Fleur was photographed beautifully, and the corners of her mouth were sometimes raised to show the charm of a girl, and Madame Maxim seemed to be ignored, and only stood there quietly most of the time.

Bagman said something to Mr. Weasley, and Arthur listened as he pulled some knick-knacks out of his pocket and fiddled with them a few times.

Full of lightness and friendliness.