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    "Dumbledore!" Rita Skeeter made a joyful look after seeing Dumbledore.

    "How are you?" She said, walking up to Dumbledore, stretching out a big chubby hand with red nail polish, "I wonder if you read my summer article about the International Federation of Wizards Conference  Already?"

    "That's wonderful," Dumbledore smiled mildly, but didn't shake Skeeter's hand. "I especially loved reading the part where you described me as a petrified old madman."

    Rita Skeeter didn't look shy at all, she seemed to really think that Dumbledore was praising herself.

    "Meow ha ha ha!" Fish suddenly interjected at this time: "George and Fred also said that Albus, you are a little crazy."

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    "Oh, those two little guys," Dumbledore smiled, "the two of them always have amazing ideasand guts."

    I don't know why, although Dumbledore's tone is so gentle, even cheerful, but Harry always feels that the twins will suffer.

    "Okay, the wand testing ceremony is about to begin, please go over there and sit down."

    Dumbledore did not continue chatting with Fish, he pointed to a row of seats by the door, and said to the four warriors.

    Following Dumbledore's instructions, the four warriors sat on the seats by the door, and Dumbledore also sat down with the other four referees.

    Rita Skeeter looked around, found a corner and sat down, and took out a roll of parchment and a long, dazzling green quill from her crocodile leather handbag.

    Harry watched her put the tip of the quill into her mouth, suck it relished for a moment, and then set the pen upright on the parchment.

    "Please allow me to introduce Mr. Ollivander." After Dumbledore sat down on the referee's seat, he said to several warriors: "He will check your wands to make sure they are in good condition before the match."

    "Long time no see, meow!"

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    Fish waved at Mr. Ollivander grinningly, and Mr. Ollivander smiled and nodded at Maomao.

    "Miss Delacour, you come first, okay?" Mr. Ollivander said, walking to the open space in the middle of the room.

    Fleur stepped forward and handed him her wand.

    "Exactly," said Mr. Ollivander softly, after a careful examination, "nine and a half incheswell springymade of maplecontainedoh my God"

    "It contains a veela hair," said Fleur, "my grandma's hair."

    "Meow?!"

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    Fish's eyes lit up, and he suddenly asked Mr. Ollivander loudly: "Can Fish also use his own hair as a wand?"

    "Hmmit was popular many years ago to use the wizard's own body tissue as the wand core, but later everyone found that although the wand made this way is more handy, the increase in spells is not too high, so gradually  However, I think that if it is a wizard with relatively strong mana, he may be able to make a better wand. Of course, my favorite wand core is"

    When Mr. Ollivander talked about wand making, he immediately became eloquent, which made Dumbledore cough twice, reminding him to get down to business first.

    "Sorry, sorry," Mr. Ollivander smirked and patted his forehead, "Where did I just say that? Oh, yes! Veela hairI've never used Veela hair myself. I  I think a wand made of Veela hair is too capricious But, everyone has their preferences, and since it suits you"

    He ran his fingers over the wand, inspected it for scratches and bruises, and whispered, "The orchid is in full bloom!"

    A bouquet of flowers blooms on the wand head.

    "Very good, very good, in good condition." Mr. Ollivander said, gathering the flowers and handing them to Fleur together with the magic wand.

    Then he checked Krum's wand and recognized that it was the work of Gregorovich, who was as famous as himself, so Ollivander couldn't help muttering: "He is an excellent wand maker."  man, even though his style I'm not quite but"

    The key points were blurred by Mr. Ollivander, and even the sharp-eared cats couldn't hear clearly.

    After returning the inspected wand to Krum, Mr. Ollivander looked at Fisch with his silver eyes.

    "It's your turn," he said softly, "Fish."

    & nbsp; Fish stood up, jumped in front of Mr. Ollivander, and handed over his wand.  The first thing he did when he took the wand was to check it carefully for bite marks.

    After confirming that Fish did not take his wand to grind his teeth, Mr. Ollivander breathed a sigh of relief.

    "Yes, I clearly remember that this is one of my early works." He was more excited than before, "The core of the stick is the hair of a leopard cat. I used the eggshell of a whole bird and snake egg  In exchange for it from a Cherokee tribe."

    Mr. Ollivander babbled on about Fisher's wand purchases: "Twelve inches, vine wood! Yes, vine wood wands are more responsive than any wand in wood to the wand's owner.  , when they meet a suitable owner, they will release a magical effect, and the magical effect you produced at that time, Fisher, was the most magnificent scene of the three games I have seen!"

    After he said a lot of words excitedly, he calmed down a little bit, then he raised Fisher's wand again and put it in front of his nose, and after a long while, he said with a slightly complaining tone: "However, you seem  rarely use it?"

    "Because Fisch's claws are stronger meow!"

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    Mao Mao raised her hands and replied confidently.

    Mr. Ollivander smacked his lips and didn't say anything more. He pointed Fisch's wand at the open window and shouted, "Flock of birds!"

    There was a loud bang from the grapewood wand, like a pistol firing, and a flock of birds fluttered out of the wand head, and through the open window into the pale sunlight.

    Mao Mao pouted secretly, Ollivander's flock of birds was far worse than Professor McGonagall's.

    "There is one lastMr. Potter." After Mr. Ollivander returned the wand to Fish, he finally called Harry's name.

    "Ah, yes," Ollivander began, after taking Harry's wand, in a similar manner to Fish, "yes, yes, yes. I remember it very well Holly, Ten  An inch long, phoenix tail feathers"

    Mr. Ollivander murmured as he examined Harry's wand carefully.

    I don't know why, but this time it took much longer than checking other people's.  Finally, he caused a puff of wine to come out of the tip of his wand, and handed it back to Harry, declaring it to be in very good shape.

    After examining the wands, Ludo Bagman and Rita Skeeter proposed to take a picture of the warriors.

    So the four warriors and the five referees took a group photo together, and Fish stood in the middle position of course, while Harry was forcibly pushed beside Fish by Skeeter.  Then, she insisted on doing solo photos of the Warriors one by one.

    Fish, whose stomach was already growling with hunger, had long since grown impatient. After reluctantly taking a personal photo, Mao Mao rushed out of the room in a hurry, regardless of Rita Skeeter's persuasion, and ran to the big room.  Dinner in the auditorium.

    Rita Skeeter had no choice but to settle for the next best thing. Her chubby fingers were like iron tongs, and she firmly held Harry, who was also hungry, and forced him to stay for her interview

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