Seeing Skeeter's unusual honesty, Bagman regained his good mood and told some interesting stories to the warriors.
He was eloquent, had rich experience, and was good at telling stories. His stories were vivid and interesting, which made Hermione laugh non-stop. Her impression of Bagman was completely changed.
Amidst the laughter, it seemed that in a blink of an eye, two other protagonists of the day appeared in the room.
Krum's smile seemed to be very high. He said nothing during the whole process, and his lips were tightly pressed together. Only when Bagman talked about Quidditch, he would briefly move his eyes away from Hermione.
Past few seconds.
Furong only lasted two sentences, and then her slightly low laughter did not stop. The different voices of the two girls symphonized into a beautiful piece of music in the room.
After a while, the door opened again, and an old gentleman who was not common in Hogwarts but was known to everyone walked in one after another along with Arthur and the principals.
It's Ollivander from the wand shop.
"Ha, girls, everyone is here, come and sit here."
Bagman smiled and said hello without even looking at Krum.
"This is Mr. Ollivander, the best wand maker in England. I think most of the people here are familiar with him."
Listening to Dumbledore's introduction, not only Hermione but also Fleur also nodded slightly.
The wand, as the most important auxiliary spell-casting tool for wizards, its development history is a must-take course in the history of magic course.
In the history of the development of wands, the Ollivander family occupies a large proportion. As long as students listen carefully in class, the name Garrick Ollivander will be familiar to them.
"Mr. Ollivander will next inspect your wands to make sure they are in good condition before the competition."
Of course, what the old man said was just a polite statement. In fact, it was to ensure that the wand was in normal condition and to see if it was blessed with powers that did not belong to the contestants, including but not limited to magic chains, black magic spells, etc.
Beauxbatons is okay, but Durmstrang likes to use small tricks.
Mr. Weasley took out a scroll and laid it flat on the table. The scroll was surrounded by magic patterns and there was a long blank space in the middle.
Whenever Mr. Ollivander checks a wand, the corresponding mark will appear in the blank space of the scroll.
If their wands make any unauthorized changes during the game, the scrolls will make a loud buzzing sound.
After completing the main process, Mr. Ollivander took the lead to leave, and Ani also breathed a sigh of relief. He naturally knew that Hermione's wand was fine, but he suspected that someone would take this opportunity to tamper with the girl's wand.
Although Ollivander's reputation is good, who can be sure "it's him"?
"Come on kids, relax, maybe you will be the headline of tomorrow's Daily Prophet."
After receiving their respective wands, the three warriors were called over by Bagman to take pictures.
Skeeter kept twirling his fingers, looking eager to move.
What good material, there are so many materials for spreading rumors...ah, they are targets for interviews.
"When a young girl is forced to join the war, where will Hogwarts go?"
"Secrets! What Karkaroff and Dumbledore have to tell!"
"The Ministry of Magic official fell down under his skirt and watched how the beautiful French girl conquered the judges!"
"The Youngest Professor and..."
"The Love of Warriors..."
Her eyes swept from left to right, and then back and forth. What caught her eyes were the wizards, and they were clearly filled with galleons and fame.
She dares to write what others dare not write, and she dares to speak out what others dare not say. She, Rita Skeeter, is a milestone in the magical world as a journalist!
Look at this room, there are four Everbright Wizards, the female reporter’s soul is trembling with excitement!
She dares to lift the tables that others dare not lift, and she dares to arrange the tables that others dare not...
...she...she doesn't even dare to be generous...
Rita, who was about to get excited, suddenly caught Aini's gaze, and her body that had just straightened up suddenly softened.
The scene of being manipulated last time is still in front of my eyes, and I am scared.
Rita Skeeter behaved strangely, and the people around her looked at her even more strangely.
When did this bed bug become so honest?
Feeling the stares from everyone, Rita was filled with indignation. What did she think? Only then did Merlin know how that person knew that her Animagus form was a beetle.
As we all know, Animagus must be registered with the Ministry of Magic to prevent espers from using their alien form to do ulterior things.
Obviously, Rita did not register, so Aini easily took advantage of her.
So even though her gossip soul had begun to burn, she still didn't dare to take out the quill that was more "smart" than her in terms of wording from her bag, so she had to endure it.
Thanks to Rita's restraint, the photo and interview process went surprisingly smoothly, and everyone was very satisfied...except a certain woman herself.
"Excellent performance, warriors."
Bagman first made an exaggerated smile at Hermione and the others, and then stopped the photographer who was about to pack his things.
"Please wait a moment, Mr. Green..." Bagman turned to the referee's seat, "The restart of the top three is a memorable event. Let's take a group photo together."
Several people in the room looked at each other and thought this was a good idea.
Soon, everyone came in front of the camera. Originally, Bagman wanted the three warriors to stand in front, but when Krum approached, Hermione suddenly turned around and ran to Professor McGonagall, and hugged the lady's smile.
her arms.
Ani stood on the other side of Professor McGonagall, making the reserved vice-principal almost laugh out loud.
Look, these are her students, excellent students.
Following suit, Fleur also wanted to go over and hold Maxim's arm, but the difference in body shape forced her to hold the lady's finger.
"Everyone, look here...get ready...3,2,1...bang!"
The photographer stretched out a hand to attract everyone's attention. When he pressed the shutter, white smoke rushed out and circled happily among the crowd, and then rushed back into the camera, taking away precious things.
image.
Then the man picked up the camera and played with it for a while, then took out a thick stack of photos and sent them to everyone.
I saw Dumbledore standing calmly in the center, exuding the graceful demeanor of the chief wizard at all times——
Of course, this is not the old principal deliberately posing for the photo, but the photographer's inherent impression of the first man in England.
The other three members of Hogwarts, McGonagall, Hermione and Ernie, are also very photogenic, showing dignified and friendly smiles.
Fleur was particularly beautiful in the photo, and the corners of her mouth that were raised from time to time showed the charm of a girl. Madame Maxime seemed to be ignored, and she just stood there quietly most of the time.
Bagman was talking eloquently to Mr. Weasley, while Arthur listened, taking out some gadgets from his pocket and playing with them from time to time.