Chapter 386 Detecting the Magic Wand

The next day, while eating breakfast, Allen did receive a notification to detect the wand.

It was a small classroom, and most of the desks had been pushed to the back of the room, leaving a large space in the middle. But there were three desks, side by side, in front of the blackboard, covered with a long piece of velvet.

Ludo Bagman sat on one of five chairs behind the velvet-covered desk.

Bagman suddenly saw Alan, stood up quickly, and jumped forward.

"Alan Harris, the best Seeker in the world." Bagman opened his arms and gave Allen a big hug.

From the corner of Alan's eyes, he caught a glimpse of Viktor Krum standing in the corner, his thick black eyebrows twisted into a ball.

He also heard Krum curse in a low voice: "Damn it, the remnants of Grindelwald."

Soon, Professor Karkaroff, Ms. Maxim, and Mr. Crouch all came to this small classroom and sat behind the long velvet table under the guidance of Bagman.

The door creaked, and a blond witch in a magenta robe flashed in. She adjusted her jewel-encrusted glasses, and raised a thickly drawn eyebrow the moment she saw Alan.

Harry slipped in from behind her and stood beside Ellen.

"I don't know what will be written in the Daily Prophet tomorrow, the boy who cries alone in the dark?" Allen rubbed his chin, and suddenly felt that he had to "remind" Rita Skeeter not to write He Min and Fleur—as for the others, Alan didn't intend to restrain the female reporter any more.

Durmstrang and Beauxbaton's other two young wizards came in after Dumbledore.

"Carla Rogers." Fleur rolled her eyes impressively, "she hates her freckles the most, don't look at her face for a long time, I don't know why she cares so much about a few freckles - in summer, She would purposely tan herself so the freckles were completely invisible."

Allen's gaze swept across Kara's big red face. In fact, it was really hard to notice those freckles without looking carefully.

As if aware of Alan's gaze, Kara saw Alan standing with Furong, and rolled her eyes more exaggeratedly than Furong.

A sneer sounded beside Kara, "Hello, my name is Brooke Hernandez."

"He looks quite cute." Furong laughed softly.

Indeed, this Durmstrang wizard has dark brown hair, bright green eyes, and is not wearing Durmstrang's school uniform, but a black and red flannel loose shirt with a black sports trousers.

He leaned on the back of the chair, folded his arms across his chest, saw Fu Rong's smile, showing her white teeth, returned a brighter smile, and blinked.

That demeanor was vividly resembling a person—Gideroy Lockhart.

"Now, warriors, let the most charming blonde, Rita Skeeter, take you out into the wider world, at the request of the Ministry of Magic, to take a group photo and interview with you, an unprecedented six warriors, except for the one just interviewed Harry, please stay behind after the photo is taken, we still need to conduct a one-person interview."

Rita shook her blond hair, "Their choice is right, I am the best reporter, my rebellious quill has exposed many flashy names—"

"Well, I have to say, your article on the International Confederation of Wizards Conference is excellent," interrupted Dumbledore, his eyes glowing, "I especially enjoyed your description of me as a rigid The part about the old madman."

Rita Skeeter didn't show the slightest bit of shame.

"I just wanted to say that some of your views are a bit outdated, Dumbledore, many wizards out there -"

"I would love to hear your frank reasoning, Rita," said Dumbledore, smiling and bowing politely, "but I'm afraid we'll have to talk about that later.

Now, let's take a group photo for the warriors first. "

The photographer Rita brought with him jumped to his feet.

"Er—well, group photo first," Rita Skeeter said, looking down on Ellen, "maybe stay a while and take some singles."

The photoshoot took a long time, so once it was over, Allen couldn't wait to leave.

But he was the first warrior to be stopped by Rita. From Rita's burning eyes, it can be seen that the warrior she most wants to interview is Alan in front of her.

But Allen had no intention of chatting with her.

Before Allen could speak, Rita's green quill began to write wildly, and the tip of the pen slid across the parchment deftly.

Allen clearly saw that it was full of compliments.

"Miss Skeeter, this is not the first time we have dealt with each other. You must know who I am. In tomorrow's newspaper, I don't want to see exaggerated remarks. You can do whatever else you want, but I don't want to see Hermione and Fleur and their affair. As for Klum, your post on the Quibbler after the World Cup was brilliant."

With that said, Allen patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, went out, and left Rita in the room with a flattering expression on his face.

After waiting for a long time, after all the warriors were interviewed one by one, they were led back to the long velvet table.

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

Ollivander's big light silver eyes immediately looked at Allen: "Mr. Harris, can you come first?"

Allen strode forward and handed him his wand.

"I didn't need to check, after all, I witnessed the making of the wand yesterday, but the regulations require this." Ollivander twirled the wand between his slender fingers like a baton, and the wand sprayed out a lot of pink and Golden sparks.

"Excuse me, Mr. Ollivander, in the principle of fairness and justice, I have to ask, did you make his wand specially for the competition?" Karkaroff asked with a drawn out voice.

"It's indeed special, but I didn't make it. This Mr. Alan Harris is an excellent master stick maker. The notes he exchanged with me gave me a lot of inspiration and benefited me a lot. Maybe in the future Little wizards, you will use metal wands more and more." Ollivander admired and returned the wand to Allen.

Everyone looked at Allen in surprise, including Dumbledore. The more you get in touch with this young man, the more you will find his unfathomable. But there is only one German cane-making master Grigovich who can be as famous as him. Allen's cane-making skills can be recognized by Ollivander today, which shows that his ability in this area is indeed quite good. There are achievements.

Rita Skeeter's quill slid across the parchment, almost quivering with excitement.

After Allen tested the wand, he immediately left politely. It took him too much time to complete this series of procedures.

Back in the tower, Allen didn't study the dementors for the first time, but tapped his own perception imprint with his wand—he was secretly contacting Penello.

The matter entrusted to Penello this time is absolutely confidential, so Allen chose to use the sensory imprint to contact Penello.

After only a few minutes, Penello found a place to avoid people's eyes and got in touch with Allen.

Allen told Penello exactly that he was studying dementors, and asked her to find some heinous death row prisoners for Allen, and bring them to the confinement room in the tower, so that Allen could study the dementors. Eat and Dementor Kiss.