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While eating breakfast, Allen received a notification to test his wand.
This is a small classroom, most of the desks were pushed behind the classroom, leaving a large open space in the middle. However, there are three desks next to each other, placed in front of the blackboard, covered with a long piece of velvet.
Behind the velvet-covered desks were five chairs, one of which was Ludo Bagman.
Bagman suddenly saw Allen, stood up quickly, and jumped forward.
"Allen Harris, the best looking player in the world." Bagman opened his arms and gave Allen a big hug.
Afterglow from the corner of Allen's eyes glimpsed, Victor Krum standing in the corner, his thick black eyebrows twisted into a ball.
He also heard Krum whispered a curse: "Damn it, Grindelwald's remnants."
Soon, Professor Kakalov, Ms. Maxim, and Mr. Crouch came to this small classroom and sat behind a long velvet table under the guidance of Bagman.
The door creaked, and the blonde witch in a magenta robe flashed into the door. She held her jeweled glasses, and raised a thick eyebrow when she saw Allen.
Harry slipped in from behind her and stood beside Allen.
"I don't know what the Prophet Daily will write tomorrow, boy crying alone in the dark night?" Allen rubbed his chin, and suddenly felt that it was necessary for him to "remind" Rita in a moment, not to write Hermione and Furong.
Two little wizards followed Dumbledore and walked in.
"Carla Rogers." Furong rolled her eyes impressively. "She hates her freckles the most. You don't want to look at her face for a long time. I don't know why she cares about a few freckles. By the summer, she Will deliberately tan myself, so that freckles are completely invisible. "
Allen's eyes swept Carla's big face, and in fact, it was really hard to notice the freckles without looking carefully.
Seeing Alan's gaze, Cara saw Alan standing with Furong and rolled his eyes more exaggerated than Furong.
A sneer sounded next to Carla, "Hello, my name is Brook Hernandez."
"He looks pretty cute." Furong laughed softly.
Indeed, this Demstrand wizard has dark brown hair and bright green eyes. Instead of wearing Demstrand ’s school uniform, he wears a black and red flannel loose shirt with black underneath. Sports trousers.
He leaned against the back of the chair with his arms around his chest and saw Furong's smile, showing his white teeth, and returned a brighter smile, blinking.
That look was alive and resembling a human **** — Gidero Lockhart.
"Now, warriors, let the most charming blonde Rita Scot take you to the wider world. At the request of the Ministry of Magic, you will take photos and interviews with your unprecedented six warriors, except for the ones you just interviewed. Harry, please stay behind for a while and we will need a single interview. "
Rita flicked her blond hair. "Their choices are right. I am the best reporter. My unruly quill pen once exposed many flashy false names--"
"Well, I have to say, your article about the International Wizarding Conference is really great," Dumbledore interrupted, his eyes shining brightly, "I especially love to read you to describe me as a rigid That old maniac. "
Rita Skyt didn't show any shame.
"I just want to show that some of your views are a bit outdated, Dumbledore, many wizards outside—"
"I'd love to hear your frank reasoning, Rita," Dumbledore said, bowing with a smile and a courteous politeness, "but I'm afraid we have to talk about this issue later. Now, let's start by Take a photo with the warriors. "
The photographer brought by Rita jumped up.
"Uh--well, take a group photo first," Rita Skeeter said, looking at Allen. "Maybe I'll take a few more single photos later."
The photo took a long time, so, once it was over, Allen could not wait to leave.
But he was the first warrior to be stopped by Rita. It can be seen from Rita's scorching eyes that the warrior she most wanted to interview was none other than Alan in front of her.
But Allen didn't want to talk to her.
Without waiting for Allen to speak, Rita's green quill pen began to write in droves, and the nib slipped across the parchment deftly.
Allen saw clearly that it was full of beautiful words.
"Miss Skeeter, this is not the first time we have dealt with each other. Who I am must be clear to you. I do n’t want to see exaggerated remarks in tomorrow ’s newspapers, or want to see the scandal between Hermione and Furong. Mum, after the World Cup, the article you posted on the singing contradiction is wonderful. "
With that said, Allen patted the dust that didn't exist, walked out the door, and left Rita with a flattering expression on her face in the room.
After waiting for a long time, after all the warriors were interviewed, they were led back to the long velvet table.
"Allow me to introduce Mr. Olivander." Dumbledore said to several warriors after he sat down on the referee's bench. "He will check your wand to make sure it is in good condition before the game."
Oliver's two light silver eyes immediately looked at Allen. "Mr. Harris, will you come first?"
Allen stepped forward and gave him his wand.
"It didn't have to be checked. After all, I witnessed the making of the wand yesterday, but the regulations required it." Ollivander made the wand rotate between slender fingers like a baton. Golden sparks.
"Sorry, Mr. Olivander, in accordance with the principle of fairness and justice, I must ask, is his wand specially made for the game?" Kakarov asked with a long voice.
"It's really special, but I didn't make it. This Mr. Allen Harris is an excellent wand maker. The notes he exchanged with me gave me a lot of inspiration. Maybe the little wizards will come later. The more metal wands are used. "Ollivander lamented that he returned the wand to Allen ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Everyone looked at Allen, including Dumbledore, with surprise. The more he will find his unfathomable.
Rita Skeet's quill was sliding fast on the parchment, almost shaking with excitement.
Allen immediately politely said goodbye after checking his wand. It took too much time for him to complete this series of procedures.
Returning to the tower, Allen didn't study Dementors for the first time, but tapped his perception mark with his wand—he secretly contacted Penello.
The matter asked to Penello this time is strictly confidential, so Allen chose to use the mark of perception to contact Penello.
Only a few minutes later, Penello found a place to avoid people's eyes and ears, and contacted Allen.
Allen originally told Penello that she was working on Dementors, and asked her to find several criminals of death row criminals for Allen and take them to the imprisonment room of the tower, so that Allen could study Dementors. Eating and dementing kisses.
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While eating breakfast, Allen received a notification to test his wand.
This is a small classroom, most of the desks were pushed behind the classroom, leaving a large open space in the middle. However, there are three desks next to each other, placed in front of the blackboard, covered with a long piece of velvet.
Behind the velvet-covered desks were five chairs, one of which was Ludo Bagman.
Bagman suddenly saw Allen, stood up quickly, and jumped forward.
"Allen Harris, the best looking player in the world." Bagman opened his arms and gave Allen a big hug.
Afterglow from the corner of Allen's eyes glimpsed, Victor Krum standing in the corner, his thick black eyebrows twisted into a ball.
He also heard Krum whispered a curse: "Damn it, Grindelwald's remnants."
Soon, Professor Kakalov, Ms. Maxim, and Mr. Crouch came to this small classroom and sat behind a long velvet table under the guidance of Bagman.
The door creaked, and the blonde witch in a magenta robe flashed into the door. She held her jeweled glasses, and raised a thick eyebrow when she saw Allen.
Harry slipped in from behind her and stood beside Allen.
"I don't know what the Prophet Daily will write tomorrow, boy crying alone in the dark night?" Allen rubbed his chin, and suddenly felt that it was necessary for him to "remind" Rita in a moment, not to write Hermione and Furong.
Two little wizards followed Dumbledore and walked in.
"Carla Rogers." Furong rolled her eyes impressively. "She hates her freckles the most. You don't want to look at her face for a long time. I don't know why she cares about a few freckles. By the summer, she Will deliberately tan myself, so that freckles are completely invisible. "
Allen's eyes swept Carla's big face, and in fact, it was really hard to notice the freckles without looking carefully.
Seeing Alan's gaze, Cara saw Alan standing with Furong and rolled his eyes more exaggerated than Furong.
A sneer sounded next to Carla, "Hello, my name is Brook Hernandez."
"He looks pretty cute." Furong laughed softly.
Indeed, this Demstrand wizard has dark brown hair and bright green eyes. Instead of wearing Demstrand ’s school uniform, he wears a black and red flannel loose shirt with black underneath. Sports trousers.
He leaned against the back of the chair with his arms around his chest and saw Furong's smile, showing his white teeth, and returned a brighter smile, blinking.
That look was alive and resembling a human **** — Gidero Lockhart.
"Now, warriors, let the most charming blonde Rita Scot take you to the wider world. At the request of the Ministry of Magic, you will take photos and interviews with your unprecedented six warriors, except for the ones you just interviewed. Harry, please stay behind for a while and we will need a single interview. "
Rita flicked her blond hair. "Their choices are right. I am the best reporter. My unruly quill pen once exposed many flashy false names--"
"Well, I have to say, your article about the International Wizarding Conference is really great," Dumbledore interrupted, his eyes shining brightly, "I especially love to read you to describe me as a rigid That old maniac. "
Rita Skyt didn't show any shame.
"I just want to show that some of your views are a bit outdated, Dumbledore, many wizards outside—"
"I'd love to hear your frank reasoning, Rita," Dumbledore said, bowing with a smile and a courteous politeness, "but I'm afraid we have to talk about this issue later. Now, let's start by Take a photo with the warriors. "
The photographer brought by Rita jumped up.
"Uh--well, take a group photo first," Rita Skeeter said, looking at Allen. "Maybe I'll take a few more single photos later."
The photo took a long time, so, once it was over, Allen could not wait to leave.
But he was the first warrior to be stopped by Rita. It can be seen from Rita's scorching eyes that the warrior she most wanted to interview was none other than Alan in front of her.
But Allen didn't want to talk to her.
Without waiting for Allen to speak, Rita's green quill pen began to write in droves, and the nib slipped across the parchment deftly.
Allen saw clearly that it was full of beautiful words.
"Miss Skeeter, this is not the first time we have dealt with each other. Who I am must be clear to you. I do n’t want to see exaggerated remarks in tomorrow ’s newspapers, or want to see the scandal between Hermione and Furong. Mum, after the World Cup, the article you posted on the singing contradiction is wonderful. "
With that said, Allen patted the dust that didn't exist, walked out the door, and left Rita with a flattering expression on her face in the room.
After waiting for a long time, after all the warriors were interviewed, they were led back to the long velvet table.
"Allow me to introduce Mr. Olivander." Dumbledore said to several warriors after he sat down on the referee's bench. "He will check your wand to make sure it is in good condition before the game."
Oliver's two light silver eyes immediately looked at Allen. "Mr. Harris, will you come first?"
Allen stepped forward and gave him his wand.
"It didn't have to be checked. After all, I witnessed the making of the wand yesterday, but the regulations required it." Ollivander made the wand rotate between slender fingers like a baton. Golden sparks.
"Sorry, Mr. Olivander, in accordance with the principle of fairness and justice, I must ask, is his wand specially made for the game?" Kakarov asked with a long voice.
"It's really special, but I didn't make it. This Mr. Allen Harris is an excellent wand maker. The notes he exchanged with me gave me a lot of inspiration. Maybe the little wizards will come later. The more metal wands are used. "Ollivander lamented that he returned the wand to Allen ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Everyone looked at Allen, including Dumbledore, with surprise. The more he will find his unfathomable.
Rita Skeet's quill was sliding fast on the parchment, almost shaking with excitement.
Allen immediately politely said goodbye after checking his wand. It took too much time for him to complete this series of procedures.
Returning to the tower, Allen didn't study Dementors for the first time, but tapped his perception mark with his wand—he secretly contacted Penello.
The matter asked to Penello this time is strictly confidential, so Allen chose to use the mark of perception to contact Penello.
Only a few minutes later, Penello found a place to avoid people's eyes and ears, and contacted Allen.
Allen originally told Penello that she was working on Dementors, and asked her to find several criminals of death row criminals for Allen and take them to the imprisonment room of the tower, so that Allen could study Dementors. Eating and dementing kisses.
.
While eating breakfast, Allen received a notification to test his wand.This is a small classroom, most of the desks were pushed behind the classroom, leaving a large open space in the middle. However, there are three desks next to each other, placed in front of the blackboard, covered with a long piece of velvet.Behind the velvet-covered desks were five chairs, one of which was Ludo Bagman.Bagman suddenly saw Allen, stood up quickly, and jumped forward."Allen Harris, the best looking player in the world." Bagman opened his arms and gave Allen a big hug.Afterglow from the corner of Allen's eyes glimpsed, Victor Krum standing in the corner, his thick black eyebrows twisted into a ball.He also heard Krum whispered a curse: "Damn it, Grindelwald's remnants."Soon, Professor Kakalov, Ms. Maxim, and Mr. Crouch came to this small classroom and sat behind a long velvet table under the guidance of Bagman.The door creaked, and the blonde witch in a magenta robe flashed into the door. She held her jeweled glasses, and raised a thick eyebrow when she saw Allen.Harry slipped in from behind her and stood beside Allen."I don't know what the Prophet Daily will write tomorrow, boy crying alone in the dark night?" Allen rubbed his chin, and suddenly felt that it was necessary for him to "remind" Rita in a moment, not to write Hermione and Furong.Two little wizards followed Dumbledore and walked in."Carla Rogers." Furong rolled her eyes impressively. "She hates her freckles the most. You don't want to look at her face for a long time. I don't know why she cares about a few freckles. By the summer, she Will deliberately tan myself, so that freckles are completely invisible. "Allen's eyes swept Carla's big face, and in fact, it was really hard to notice the freckles without looking carefully.Seeing Alan's gaze, Cara saw Alan standing with Furong and rolled his eyes more exaggerated than Furong.A sneer sounded next to Carla, "Hello, my name is Brook Hernandez.""He looks pretty cute." Furong laughed softly.Indeed, this Demstrand wizard has dark brown hair and bright green eyes. Instead of wearing Demstrand 's school uniform, he wears a black and red flannel loose shirt with black underneath. Sports trousers.He leaned against the back of the chair with his arms around his chest and saw Furong's smile, showing his white teeth, and returned a brighter smile, blinking.That look was alive and resembling a human **** Gidero Lockhart."Now, warriors, let the most charming blonde Rita Scot take you to the wider world. At the request of the Ministry of Magic, you will take photos and interviews with your unprecedented six warriors, except for the ones you just interviewed. Harry, please stay behind for a while and we will need a single interview. "Rita flicked her blond hair. "Their choices are right. I am the best reporter. My unruly quill pen once exposed many flashy false names--""Well, I have to say, your article about the International Wizarding Conference is really great," Dumbledore interrupted, his eyes shining brightly, "I especially love to read you to describe me as a rigid That old maniac. "Rita Skyt didn't show any shame."I just want to show that some of your views are a bit outdated, Dumbledore, many wizards outside""I'd love to hear your frank reasoning, Rita," Dumbledore said, bowing with a smile and a courteous politeness, "but I'm afraid we have to talk about this issue later. Now, let's start by Take a photo with the warriors. "The photographer brought by Rita jumped up."Uh--well, take a group photo first," Rita Skeeter said, looking at Allen. "Maybe I'll take a few more single photos later."The photo took a long time, so, once it was over, Allen could not wait to leave.But he was the first warrior to be stopped by Rita. It can be seen from Rita's scorching eyes that the warrior she most wanted to interview was none other than Alan in front of her.But Allen didn't want to talk to her.Without waiting for Allen to speak, Rita's green quill pen began to write in droves, and the nib slipped across the parchment deftly.Allen saw clearly that it was full of beautiful words."Miss Skeeter, this is not the first time we have dealt with each other. Who I am must be clear to you. I do n't want to see exaggerated remarks in tomorrow 's newspapers, or want to see the scandal between Hermione and Furong. Mum, after the World Cup, the article you posted on the singing contradiction is wonderful. "With that said, Allen patted the dust that didn't exist, walked out the door, and left Rita with a flattering expression on her face in the room.After waiting for a long time, after all the warriors were interviewed, they were led back to the long velvet table."Allow me to introduce Mr. Olivander." Dumbledore said to several warriors after he sat down on the referee's bench. "He will check your wand to make sure it is in good condition before the game."Oliver's two light silver eyes immediately looked at Allen. "Mr. Harris, will you come first?"Allen stepped forward and gave him his wand."It didn't have to be checked. After all, I witnessed the making of the wand yesterday, but the regulations required it." Ollivander made the wand rotate between slender fingers like a baton. Golden sparks."Sorry, Mr. Olivander, in accordance with the principle of fairness and justice, I must ask, is his wand specially made for the game?" Kakarov asked with a long voice."It's really special, but I didn't make it. This Mr. Allen Harris is an excellent wand maker. The notes he exchanged with me gave me a lot of inspiration. Maybe the little wizards will come later. The more metal wands are used. "Ollivander lamented that he returned the wand to Allen ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Everyone looked at Allen, including Dumbledore, with surprise. The more he will find his unfathomable.Rita Skeet's quill was sliding fast on the parchment, almost shaking with excitement.Allen immediately politely said goodbye after checking his wand. It took too much time for him to complete this series of procedures.Returning to the tower, Allen didn't study Dementors for the first time, but tapped his perception mark with his wandhe secretly contacted Penello.The matter asked to Penello this time is strictly confidential, so Allen chose to use the mark of perception to contact Penello.Only a few minutes later, Penello found a place to avoid people's eyes and ears, and contacted Allen.Allen originally told Penello that she was working on Dementors, and asked her to find several criminals of death row criminals for Allen and take them to the imprisonment room of the tower, so that Allen could study Dementors. Eating and dementing kisses..
