When he was having breakfast, Allen received a notification that his wand was being tested.
It was a small classroom. Most of the desks were pushed to the back of the classroom, leaving a large empty space in the middle. However, there were three desks placed side by side in front of the blackboard, covered with a long piece of velvet.
Behind the velvet covered desks were five chairs. On one of the chairs sat Ludo Bagley. Bargman.
When Bargman suddenly saw Allen, he quickly stood up and jumped forward.
"Allen? Harris, the world's best ball seeker. "Bargman opened his arms and gave Allen a big hug.
Allen caught a glimpse of Wickidor, who was standing in the corner. Krum, whose thick black eyebrows were knitted together.
He also heard Krum curse in a low voice, "Damn it, the remnants of Grindelwald."
Soon, Professor Kakarov, Miss Maxim, and Mr. Crouch all came to the small classroom. Under Bargman's guidance, they sat behind the long velvet table.
The door creaked open, and a blonde witch wearing a magenta robe flashed through the door. She adjusted her jewel-studded glasses. The moment she saw Allen, she raised her thickly painted eyebrows.
Harry slipped in from behind her and stood beside Allen.
"I wonder what the prophet will write tomorrow. A boy crying alone in the dark night?" Allen rubbed his chin. He suddenly felt that he needed to "remind" Rita not to randomly write about Hermione and Hibiscus Chinensis.
Two young wizards followed behind Dumbledore and walked in.
"Carla? Rogers. " Hibiscus Chinensis rolled her eyes impressively. "She hates her freckles the most. Don't look at her face for too long. I don't know why she cares so much about her freckles. In summer, she will deliberately tan herself so that the freckles can't be seen at all."
Allen's eyes swept across Carla's big red face. In fact, if one did not look carefully, it was really difficult to notice the freckles.
As if she sensed Allen's gaze, Carla saw Allen standing beside Hibiscus Chinensis. She rolled her eyes even more exaggeratedly than Hibiscus Chinensis.
A sneer sounded beside Carla. "Hello, I'm Bruck. Hernandez. "
"He looks quite cute." Hibiscus Chinensis chuckled softly.
Indeed, this male wizard named Demstrand had dark brown hair and bright green eyes. He did not wear Demstrand's school uniform. Instead, he wore a loose black and red flannel shirt and black sports pants.
He leaned against the back of the chair with his arms crossed. When he saw Hibiscus Chinensis's smile, he showed his white teeth and returned an even brighter smile. He winked.
His expression was so similar to a person — Gidro Harcourt. Lockhart.
"Now, Warriors, let the most charming blonde Rita Kitsune bring Seder to Kitsune. At the request of the Ministry of Magic, we'd like to take photos and interview the six Warriors. Except for Harry, who has just been interviewed, please wait a moment after the photos are taken. We still need to do individual interviews. "
Rita flipped her blonde hair. "They made the right choice. I'm the best reporter. My unruly quill has debunked many flashy false reputations —"
"Well, I have to say, your article about the International Union of Wizards and Wizards was really great," Dumbledore interrupted, his eyes shining. "I especially liked the part where you described me as a petrified old lunatic."
Rita? Kitsune did not show the slightest bit of embarrassment.
"I just want to say that some of your views are a bit outdated, Dumbledore. Many wizards out there —"
"I'd love to hear your frank reasoning, Rita," Dumbledore said, smiling slightly and bowing politely. "But I'm afraid we'll have to talk about this later. Now, let's take photos of the Warriors. "
The photographer brought by Rita jumped up.
"Uh — okay, let's take a photo first," Rita Kitsune said. "Maybe we'll take a few more solo shots later." Skeeter said, his eyes falling on Alan.
The photo session took a long time, so Allen could not wait to leave as soon as it was over.
But he was the first Warriors called by Rita. From Rita's burning eyes, it could be seen that the Warriors she wanted to interview the most were none other than Allen.
But Allen was not in the mood to chat with her.
Without waiting for Allen to speak, Rita's green quill began to write elegantly, the tip of the quill gliding deftly across the parchment.
Allen could clearly see that the paper was full of praise.
"Miss Kitsune, this is not the first time we've dealt with each other. You must know who I am. I don't want to see any exaggerations in tomorrow's newspaper. I don't want to see any scandals between Hermione and Hibiscus Chinensis. As for Krum, after the World Cup, the article you published on Antagonist was very interesting. "
With that, Allen patted the non-existent dust off his body and walked out the door, leaving Rita, who still had a flattering expression on her face, in the room.
After waiting for a long time, all the Warriors were interviewed one by one, they were led back to the long velvet table.
"Please allow me to introduce Mr. Ollivander." After Dumbledore sat down at the referee's table, he said to the Warriors, "He will be checking your wands to ensure that they are in good condition before the match."
Ollivander's two large, light silver eyes immediately looked at Allen. "Mr. Harris, can you go first?"
Allen strode forward and handed his wand to him.
"Originally, there was no need to check. After all, I witnessed the making of the wand with my own eyes yesterday, but the rules require it." Ollivander twirled the wand between his slender fingers as if he was playing with a baton. The wand spat out many pink and gold sparks.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Ollivander. Based on the principle of fairness, I have to ask, was his wand specially made for the match by you?" Kakarov asked, dragging out his words.
"It was indeed specially made, but I didn't make it. This Allen? Mr. Harris is an outstanding master wand maker. The notes he exchanged with me gave me a lot of inspiration. Perhaps in the future, the little wizards will use more and more metal wands. "Ollivander sighed and returned the wand to Allen.
Everyone looked at Allen in surprise, including Dumbledore. The more they interacted with this young man, the more they found him to be unfathomable.
Rita? Skeet's quill flew across the parchment, almost trembling with excitement.
After checking the wand, Allen immediately politely excused himself. This series of procedures had taken him too much time.
After returning to the tower, Allen did not immediately study the Dementors. Instead, he used the wand to touch his sensory imprint. He was secretly contacting Penello.
This request to Penello was an absolute secret, so Allen chose to use his sensory imprint to contact Penello.
After only a few minutes, Penello found a place where he could avoid being seen and contacted Allen.
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