Chapter 202: Detection wand (below)

"Of course, Miss Dracul, would you come first, please?" Mr. Ollivander said as he walked to the open space in the middle of the room, ready to start checking the wand.
"Okay, sir."
Fleur Delacour walked lightly towards Mr. Olivander and handed him his wand.
"Um..." he said.
He twisted his wand between his long fingers like a baton, and the wand spewed many pink and gold sparks. Then he held the wand close to his eyes again, and carefully watched it.
"Not bad," he said softly. "Nine and a half inches... very strong... made of maple... it contains... oh my goodness..."
"It contains a meiwa's hair," Furong said, "it's my grandma's hair."
"Yes," said Mr. Olivander, "yes, of course, I have never used Meiwa's hair myself. I think the wand made of Meiwa's hair is too sensitive and capricious...but everyone Have your own hobbies, since it suits you..."
Mr. Ollivander stroked his wand with his finger, apparently checking for scratches and bruises. Then he whispered, "Orchid is blooming!" A bunch of flowers bloomed on the head of the wand.
"Very good, very good, in good condition," said Mr. Ollivander, gathering the flowers and handing it to Furong with his wand. "Mr. Malfoy, it's your turn."
Malfoy walked over and heard his wand to Ollivander.
"Let's see." Ollivander thought back with his eyes closed for a while, "This should be my work, ten inches, hawthorn, unicorn hair, right?" Ollivander opened his eyes afterwards , Rubbing the wand gently with his hand, and flicking it gently with his fingers, making a slight tremor and a few crisp sounds, "I remember you gave me a big surprise at that time, right, Mr. Malfoy ?"
Before waiting for Malfoy to reply, Ollivander waved his wand with self-confidence, and murmured in his mouth: "The wind burst!"
The originally quiet room suddenly seemed to be blowing a small hurricane, which caused a chaos. The portraits hanging around the wall were blown up and down by the wind, almost fell off, and the parchment placed at the table was blown everywhere. , Some even floated to the ceiling.
"Uh, sorry, it's the same as before!" Ollivander waved his wand again, and then the scattered parchment was neatly returned to its original position.
"The maintenance is very good, Mr. Malfoy. The wand is the wizard's second life. I hope you will continue to love it in the future." Ollivander handed the wand back.
"Thank you for your advice." Malfoy responded politely, taking the wand over.
"Isn't that said Ron has already lost his life?" Harry thought at this time that he was in a mess. He remembered that his good friend had once broken his wand. It was in the second grade when they opened Take Mr. Weasley's car to the school.
Afterwards, Ollivander checked Krum’s wand, hornbeam, which contained the dragon’s heart tendon, which was a lot thicker than the average wand.
Different wand masters have different styles. The work of this wand craftsman named Grigovitch looks quite hardcore. Perhaps it can be said that the wizard in the cold area is due to weather and geography. , Formed a slightly stubborn folk customs and aggressive habits, so the style of the wand is also rough.
"Flocks of birds!" Ollivander also experimented.
The wand of the hornbeam makes a loud bang, like a pistol firing, a group of small birds fluttered their wings out of the head of the wand, and flew into the faint sunlight from the open window.
"Very good," said Mr. Ollivander, returning the wand to Krum, "the last one...Mr. Potter."
"Mr. Potter, it's you..." Ollivander's voice pulled Harry back to reality.
"Okay, okay." Harry recovered and walked in front of the wand master and gave him his wand.
"Twin core." While Olivander checked Harry's wand, Malfoy murmured with his head down, thinking about something.
After the same process, the wands of the four warriors were finally tested.
"Can I go?" Furong asked, as if there was something urgent.
Gabrielle was still in the carriage at this time, and Furong felt that she should accompany her more.
Her sister came to Hogwarts this time and should have come as a family member. Gabrielle is not yet eleven years old and cannot attend school in Boothparton.
This leads to a problem, Gabrielle's life will become very boring.
Whether it’s Booth Barton or Demstrand, the two schools that are not playing at home will actually encounter many inconveniences. For example, the students who come with the team will not all become warriors, and the quota is limited. , And their homework problems are the first to be solved.
Demstrong's solution to this is simple and rude~EbookFREE.me~ As long as the students who came with the team all took classes before, so the last holiday, these students were a bit hard.
The Booth Button’s solution is more moderate. Mrs. Maxim had negotiated with Dumbledore earlier, and the students she brought could take classes with Hogwarts students. There is no delay in coming to school, but you can also learn some advantages of British magic education
In this regard, Dumbledore is also welcome.
But as a result, Gabrielle's poor sister would be very bored.
She can't even go to first grade.
As Furong was about to leave, Bagman said excitedly: "You warriors may need to delay some time, don't you want to leave some precious images of yourself before this grand event?"
"I still need to take pictures?" Furong repeated it, subconsciously fiddled with her long hair like a waterfall, exposed her white teeth, and smiled subconsciously. Practiced.
As a woman who attaches great importance to her image, Furong wants to make sure that she is the perfect moment when she appears on any photo.
"Yes, taking pictures, I think several principals will be happy too?" Ludo said.
At this time Kakarov had started to organize his goatee to make it appear smoother, and Mrs. Maxim also immediately took care of her hair to make them look as smooth as possible, even Deng Brido also pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose to make it look as good as possible.
But in the end, it took a lot of time for the reporter to take photos, because Mrs. Maxim's figure was too tall, and she would block several people's figure almost in any way.
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