Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 201: Detection wand (top)

This is a smaller classroom. Most of the desks have been pushed to the back of the classroom, leaving a large area in the middle. But there are three desks facing each other, placed in front of the blackboard, covered with a long piece of velvet. Behind the velvet-covered desk, there are five chairs, one of which sits Ludo Bagman.

A big-bellied man is holding a **** camera with a slight smoke in his hand and is staring at Lotus from the corner of his eye.

"What is the material of your wand? Draco?" Fleur inquired like an ordinary thing, and the two of them chairs were very close now.

"Miss Delacour, can I understand what information you are spying on?" Malfoy raised his eyelids a little sleepily and joked.

"Is there anything worth keeping secret? I won't make it public later, isn't we here today to let them check the wand?" Furong said with a bit of annoyance.

"It seems that the two warriors at Hogwarts and Boothbarton have a very good relationship." There was a round of applause behind the two. Fleur quickly turned around and saw a witch in a magenta robe facing him. They both smiled.

"Sneeze." Malfoy sneezed at this time. Fleur turned around suddenly, and the shampoo-scented hair ran across his nose, making him feel a little itchy.

"Who are you?" Fleur asked.

"Master Malfoy, we're seeing each other again!" The woman approached the two of them at the same time with a smirk, ignoring Fleur's problem for the time being.

"Mr. Lucius will definitely be proud of you." She said kindly, and then reached out her hand to Fleur and said, "Hello, my name is Rita Skeeter. This is the Goblet of Fire. Specially invited reporters, "Daily Prophet" needs me to write a few short articles for them."

"Vulgar fat, vulgar taste." Furong took a step back in disgust, looking at the middle-aged woman in front of her, and she didn't even bother to maintain the most basic politeness.

Her hair turned into delicate, stiff, weird curls, and it looked particularly awkward when matched with her face with a big jaw. She is wearing a pair of glasses studded with jewels. The fat fingers are holding the crocodile leather handbag, and the nails are two inches long, and they are all red.

Furong didn't really feel it when she was at the door just now. Now that the woman has approached, she was surprised that she suddenly felt a strong sense of disgust in her heart.

"Oh, hehe..." Rita smiled awkwardly at this time, wondering if it was used to it or for some other reason.

"This is the famous Mr. Victor Krum, you are more handsome than the picture, can I interview you with a few small questions?" In order to ease the embarrassment, Rita chose to switch The target was aimed at the silent Durmstrang Warrior in the corner.

Krum closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he had fallen asleep leaning against the corner.

The one who deserves to hate, there can be no one who hates her, but Krum's method is a little bit euphemistic.

"Harry Potter!" At this time her savior finally came. She found an interviewee who should not refuse her. Harry was coming in sideways from the door and saw a middle-aged man. The woman jumped at him excitedly.

"Now everyone is here. Come on. The referees can't wait." Ludo Bagman stood up at this time, ready to lead the Warriors to the next check.

"Before we start, can I talk to Harry a few words?" She asked Bagman, but still fixed her eyes on Harry. "The youngest warrior, you know... to give Add some color to the article."

"No problem!" Bagman said loudly, "It's—I wonder if Harry objected?"

"Hmm--" Harry said.

"Well, that kid is a little pitiful." Furong showed rare sympathy at this time. "I'm almost suffocating the smell of that inferior perfume." Then she waved her hand in front of her, as if to drive the smell away.

"The kid in your mouth should be in the same grade as me." Malfoy shrugged.

"Of course you are not the same." Furong looked straight at the boy in front of her, and she was a little unspeakable in her heart.

She didn't think that she would have a day of "great diligence" to a boy. It had always been the other way around before. Zhongxing Pengyue was her treatment, and even this boy was a few years younger than her.

Maybe it was Malfoy's indifference to her appearance that evoked her conquering mentality, or maybe it was the goodwill he had added to him several times before, but now the situation has developed into this way.

In fact, Malfoy is not as calm as she thought. These days, getting along with this girl, I don’t know how many times he has been a little bit happy. The enthusiasm and initiative of Fleur from France make him a little bit overwhelmed. Not to mention that there was a moment of charm bonus from Veeva blood, which made him feel very headache.

There is also the issue of age. Furong's age will not make him feel guilty at all~IndoMTL.com~Furong? "A woman's voice came in from outside the door, and then Malfoy saw Fleur immediately stand up from the chair. He guessed that the voice belonged to Mrs. Maxim.

It should be the principal and the referee.

Sure enough, after Mrs. Maxim entered the room, several other related personnel were actually hidden behind the shadows behind her.

There is also a new face-an old wizard of medium stature. From every aspect, he is unremarkable, but the wise light and self-confidence of the two light-colored eyes make people want to go. convince.

People who have studied to the extreme in a certain field generally have such characteristics.

"Allow me to introduce Mr. Ollivander." Dumbledore sat down on the referee's bench and said to several warriors, "He is one of the three major wand makers in Europe. The Goblet of Fire’s wand detection work, soon, he will check your wands to make sure that the wands are in good condition before the game."

Ollivander stood by the window, nodded slightly, and smiled at Malfoy. This was his former customer.

"Oh, we should wait, there is another warrior who is not there." Dumbledore looked around at this time and noticed that one person was missing.

"Potter, he is giving a brief interview with Rita Skeeter." Ludo explained. Just as he was talking, the door was suddenly opened, and Harry wanted to run away from behind him. The woman pulled away and bumped in.

"Okay, now everyone is here. Let's start, can you, Mr. Ollivander?" Dumbledore pushed his own frame, then put it down, maintaining his habit of pointing. Pointing at the posture, turned his head and asked.

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