The Dharma God Of All Realms Begins With Harry Potter

Several other warriors were already sitting on the chairs by the door. He hurried over and sat next to Krum, looking at the velvet-covered table in front of him, where five of the six referees were already sitting———— Professor Karkaroff, Mrs. Maxim, Mr. Crouch, Ludo Bagman and Ye Ting.

Rita Skeeter found a corner and sat down. She secretly took out the roll of parchment from her handbag, spread it on her knees, smacked the tip of the shorthand quill, and once again put the pen upright on the On parchment.

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

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

Fleur Delacour walked lightly to Mr. Ollivander and handed him her wand.

"Well..." he said.

He rotated the wand between his slender fingers like a baton, and the wand sprayed out many pink and gold sparks. Then he brought the wand close to his eyes and held it carefully.

"That's right," he said softly, "nine and a half inches... Very strong... Made of maple... Contains... Oh, my God where....…."

"Contains a Veela hair," said Fleur. "My grandmother's hair."

"Yes," said Mr. Ollivander, "Yes, definitely, I have never used Veela hair myself. I think a wand made of Veela hair would be too sensitive and willful...but , everyone has their own hobbies, since it suits you..."

Mr. Ollivander ran his fingers over the wand, apparently checking it for scratches and bruises. Then [he whispered: "The goat flowers are blooming!"] A bouquet of flowers bloomed on the wand.

"Very good, very good, in good condition," Mr. Ollivander said, gathering the flowers and handing them to Fleur along with the wand, "Miss Granger, it's your turn."

Fleur returned to her seat with brisk steps, and when she passed Hermione, she smiled brightly at her.

Hermione pouted her little mouth as if to fight back and snorted.

"Ah, this is my product, isn't it?" When Hermione handed the wand over, Mr. Ollivander said, much more excited than before, "Yes, I remember it very clearly." There was a nerve taken from an Australian opaleye... it must have been five or six feet long. Ten and three-quarter inches......Made of grapevine wood......resilient. In excellent condition…do you take care of it regularly?”

"Just wiped it last night," Hermione said, grinning.

After hearing her words, Harry looked down at his wand, which was covered with fingerprints. He took a corner of his robe from his knees and secretly wiped his wand clean. Several gold stars appeared on the tip of the wand, and Fleur Delacour glanced at him so haughtily that he had no choice but to give up.

Mr. Ollivander blew out a string of silvery white smoke rings from the head of Cedric's wand, and the smoke rings floated from one end of the room to the other. He expressed his satisfaction and said: "Mr. Krum, it's your turn.

Viktor's wand is a product of Grigovitch. It is made of hornbeam wood and contains the dragon's heart tendon. It is much thicker and very stiff than what people usually see, and its length is ten and a quarter. One inch.

Ollivander used the Birds Charm in this experiment.

The hornbeam wand made a loud bang, like a pistol firing, and a flock of birds flew out from the wand head with fluttering wings and flew into the faint sunshine from the open window.

"Very well," said Mr. Ollivander, handing the wand back to Krum, "and last but not least... Mr. Potter.

Harry stood up, passed Krum, and walked towards Mr. Ollivander. He handed over his wand.

"Ah, yes," said Mr. Ollivander, his pale eyes suddenly sparkling with excitement, "Yes, yes, yes. I remember it clearly.

Harry also remembered it vividly, as if everything happened yesterday...

His wand was made of holly wood, eleven inches long, and contained a phoenix tail feather. Mr. Ollivander was very surprised when he saw the ease with which Harry handled the wand. "It's amazing," he said, "It's amazing." When Harry asked what the wonder was, Mr. Ollivander explained that the phoenix feather in Harry's wand was the same bird as the feather in Voldemort's wand. It was picked off from the body.

Mr. Ollivander spent much longer examining Harry's wand than the others. Finally, he caused a stream of wine to squirt from the wand, then handed the wand back to Harry, declaring it to be in excellent condition.

"Thank you everyone," Dumbledore said, standing up next to the referee's table, "Now you can go back to class - maybe it would be more convenient to go directly to eat, since he will be finishing get out of class soon anyway -"

Only then did Harry feel that something good had finally happened today. He stood up and was about to leave, but the man with the black camera jumped up and cleared his throat.

"Take a photo, Dumbledore, take a photo!" Bagman shouted excitedly, "The referee and the warrior took a photo together. What do you think, Rita?"

"Um - okay, let's take a group photo first," Rita Skeeter said, her eyes falling on Harry again, "...maybe we can take some single photos later.

Taking pictures took a long time. Madame Maxime blocked everyone else wherever she stood, and the room was too small for the photographer to stand far enough away to frame her; in the end she had to sit down while the others stood around her. Karkaroff kept twirling his fingers around his goatee, trying to curl it. As for Krum, Harry thought he was used to this kind of thing, but to his surprise, he was hiding behind everyone. Fleur and Hermione both wanted to stand next to Ye Ting, but the photographer seemed particularly active in trying to get Fleur to stand in the front, but Rita Skeeter always caught up and pulled Harry to a more prominent position. Then, she insisted on taking individual photos of the warriors one by one. It took a long time before they finally got out.

Before leaving, Ye Ting checked Rita Skeeter's manuscript again. The unlucky reporter hurriedly tore up several pieces of paper and handed over the notebook cautiously. She must have written secretly again. He didn't tell anything about Ye Ting for fear of retaliation.

This scene made Harry (Li's) very happy to see it. He was very happy that the reporter lady had a nemesis. However, until Ye Ting left, he failed to say that he asked Ye Ting to warn Rita not to report on his past. if.

In fact, Ye Ting neither used the Golden Bell on Rita nor burned her notebook. In fact, he did not do anything to Rita. This made the female reporter breathe a sigh of relief, and then she became proud again. , because she felt that the boy was acting like this because he was worried about Dumbledore, and she immediately felt that she had a backer.

However, when she was about to write again, she suddenly realized that she could not remember what to write at all. She had completely forgotten all the news she had collected today.

She immediately understood that this was Ye Ting's revenge. He did not torture her physically, but he used a forgetting spell to erase a part of her memory before leaving, making her forget to collect news for a day. For a reporter like Miss Skeeter, this is the ultimate punishment. .