Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 475: Scared Beetle

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When Rita Skeeter faced other students, even if the opponent was a warrior who was about to participate in the Final Four, she didn't have much respect.

She is a reporter, a guest of the Daily Prophet, and even the Ministry of Magic pays attention to her articles--this group of children, she, Rita Skeeter, doesn't have to worry about it.

Ms. Beetle originally thought so.

Or, she thinks so now.

However, after seeing the face of the visitor, Rita Skeeter could no longer maintain her arrogance.

As an outlaw Animagus, she has always been proud of being able to transform into an invisible animal like a beetle, which is also a great tool for her to obtain information that other reporters cannot obtain.

However, until today she has not figured out a thing.

A few years ago, I inquired about the news from various sources and summed it up, and finally found a clue of the "special relationship" between Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

Who is that? Dumbledore! Grindelwald!

The two most powerful wizards in the wizarding world today are also the principals of two magic schools!

If she can dig out some news and add some "artistic processing", then her status in the wizarding media world will reach an unprecedented level.

Thus, the enthusiastic Rita Skeeter approached the old old Bathilda. She was going to lurk there for a while, and after confirming that there was no new news to dig out, she would use some small means to make the old Bathilda spit out more news—such as Veritaserum or something...

When she transformed into a beetle and lurked, the group of children came.

Rita Skeeter didn't take those kids seriously at all. Who would pay attention to a tiny beetle everywhere? Not to mention children, the great wizard can't find out his identity.

The only thing she worries about is that these children stay in the room for too long, which will affect her digging process.

Then, the most handsome boy, a little boy with a harmless smile - he is twelve or thirteen years old at most, right? Rita Skeeter thought so.

The beetle that he transformed into was buckled under the vessel!

At the beginning, she thought it was a naughty child's mischief, thinking that she would throw away the beetle when she got tired of playing, right? ——I still pretend to be dead.

But, that boy didn't play with her like a beetle at all, he actually locked himself in a bottle? !

This level is...

Rita Skeeter has forgotten how many days she was imprisoned, all she knows is that she was starved and almost died.

She even thought that she, a great reporter in the wizarding world, was really going to die in that little glass bottle.

In the end, the boy let himself go. Rita Skeeter even thought it was a trap when the bottle was opened, until the boy spoke.

"It's time to go out, Miss Skeeter."

He knew his identity all along!

From that moment on, this boy who was only twelve or thirteen years old became Rita Skeeter's nightmare—after escaping from the devil's lair, she hasn't turned into a beetle again for two full years, and until now she doesn't dare to use any products related to glass bottles.

And now, that boy has grown up and stands in front of him...

It hasn't changed at all! That gentle sunny smile is all a disguise!

This devil...

"Ms. Skeeter? Ms. Skeeter?" On the side, Ludo Bagman shouted to Skeeter in a daze. He saw the cold sweat streaming down Skeeter's forehead, as well as the childish hole at that time, as if he had been hit by the highest level of fear spell.

But, nothing happened here?

"Ms. Skeeter?" he called again.

Sean secretly smiled, and he stepped forward a little bit, showing a concerned and worried smile: "Ma'am, are you okay?"

After seeing the enlarged face of the other party, Skeeter almost thought he was going to faint.

Subconsciously taking a step back, she tremblingly pushed her glasses: "No, nothing..."

"That's good." Sean said with a smile.

Ludo Bagman looked at Skeeter with some doubts, and then patted Sean on the shoulder: "This young man is here too, Ms. Skeeter, it's time to start your interview."

Interview... Skeeter almost sat down.

"What's the matter? Didn't you say that you want to interview alone, uh, this extra team?" Bagman asked puzzled.

Skeeter was crying in his heart, why did he interview this devil alone...why did he make such a death request...

She quietly turned her head and looked at the devil's expression. He was smiling, but the look in his eyes...was threatening herself? !

He must be trying to keep himself quiet!

Thinking of this, Skeeter swallowed his saliva and showed a stiff smile, even the lipstick stuck to his teeth: "Here, this way, Mr. Wallop."

Huh? How come it's so crisp? Sean is a little strange.

However, he readily followed Rita Skeeter into the cubicle.

Skeeter huddled herself in the corner of the cubicle, and her quill also lost the obnoxiousness of her toes, drooping on her master's shoulder.

"That, that, Mr. Wallop?"

She asked in a tentative tone.

Sean scratched his head: "Let's start your interview directly."

"Okay, okay..." Skeeter swallowed, "Well, follow the procedure?"

Is there still a process? Sean glanced at the quill and nodded thoughtfully.

"Let me introduce myself...a reporter from the Daily Prophet, Rita Skeeter..." The other party smiled uglier than crying.

The quill quivered, and then began to write on the parchment.

Rita Skeeter, the charming blonde, now forty-three, whose rebellious quill has debunked many a pompous name-

"Pfft..." Sean couldn't help laughing out loud.

Skeeter explained with a bitter face: "Sir, this quill has already been set up... I, I will correct this manuscript."

Shawn suppressed a smile and waved his hands, motioning for her to continue.

"So...Mr. Wallop, what prompted you to participate in this semi-final tournament?"

The dexterous nib of the quill slid across the paper, leaving a line like this:

With lake-blue deep eyes and an extremely handsome face, this is currently the most popular student at Hogwarts College——Sean Wallup. His eyes are so charming, and his curly hair is so elegant. Whenever others look at him, they always feel their heart beating violently...

Sean: "..."

This feather pen really dares to write...

"Well, I remember the truth—" Sean mentioned something, and Skeeter nodded quickly.

"The reason why I participated in the competition is very simple. On the one hand, it is a very interesting adventure. On the other hand, I also want to win more glory for Hogwarts."

The quill continued to write: What kind of mentality does this outstanding wizard regard the Four-wizard Tournament as a great adventure? ! Without excellent psychological quality, strong magical strength and confidence in oneself, no wizard would dare to say such a sentence so lightly...

This quill is evil enough...

Skeeter showed a flattering smile: "Mr. Wallop, do you see this?"

"You don't need to write such fake words to please me, just record as usual..."

"Okay, okay, no problem, I will write another copy, and when the time comes to prepare the manuscript, I will send an owl to show you the final draft..."

Shawn scratched his head, why is Skeeter so afraid of him--didn't he just catch her and lock her up for a while?

However, it's nice not to have to deal with Rita Skeeter's otherwise tough questions.

While the weird interview in the cubicle continued, the students outside were talking in groups.

The three of Durmstrang don't seem to be very close to each other. Krum is standing by the bookshelf alone, not knowing what he is thinking.

Being impatient with Rita Skeeter before, Inhart Knott was shaking his legs impatiently with an irritable expression, and another Leon Schneider from Durmstrang was standing in the corner, seemingly unwilling to communicate with anyone.

Fleur chatted with two other Beauxbaton students from time to time, but it seemed that she was more interested in Cedric, and the two chatted with smiles on their faces.

Among the students in Nurmengard, Daniels stood there silently, while Patricia and Hugo, both members of the Golden Dawn, were chatting passionately with the Wesley twins. Patricia also hugged Daisy, and joked a few words from time to time.

Stephanie was still the same as usual, she found a seat and sat down to read a book.

Footsteps were heard on the corner stairs, and the judges and Mr. Ollivander came down.

"I suppose you're all here?" said Dumbledore, smiling.

"Oh, oh, Ms. Skeeter is interviewing Mr. Wallop, it should be soon... oh, they came out." Bagman said.

Sean and Skeeter came out of the small cubicle, and Skeeter was following behind, nervously scanning the press release he had just recorded, for fear that there would be any mistakes in the record-if he wrote Wallop's original words wrongly, he would be in bad luck...

"Oh, are you all right?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes, sir." Sean nodded, and Skeeter followed suit.

"That's good——"

"Please allow me to introduce Mr. Ollivander." Dumbledore said to all the warriors after he sat down on the referee's seat, "He is going to check your wands to make sure they are in good condition before the match."

Grindelwald did not appear here, it seems that there are other things to be busy.

The old man with two big light-colored eyes is standing in front of him. It is Mr. Ollivander.

Check the wand... Sean suddenly remembered something, his wand was no longer the original one...

My original wand of elm wood with tree peaks and dragon heartstrings should still be with Grindelwald now, and it was exchanged by the other party during the night in Paris-of course, the purpose of the exchange was to give Sean his own branch wand, which was later given to little Grindelwald.

On the other hand, Sean bought a large number of wands, and used his once-a-month wand modification technology to keep experimenting.

Glory of the Wandmaker (Golden): Within ten hours after using it, you will gain keen observation on wand wood and wand core materials, and gain [embedded] ability, the cooling time is one natural month.

[Embedding]: You can embed a second magic material into a wand that has already been made, and the power and control of the wand will be improved.

At the same time, you can insert a variety of wand cores for the brand-new wand embryo (wand without a core inserted). The number of embedded wand cores is related to the material of the wand wood and the fit of the various cores.

Tips: Inserting it rashly may cause the wand embryo and core to be destroyed together, please be careful.

This ability is the confidence for Sean to modify the wand. However, because he has not studied it systematically, although the ability exists, the efficiency of using it is not high. There are probably five or six magic wands that Sean modified.

He is now using the first successful wand he has modified. The oak is matched with unicorn feathers and phoenix tail feathers. The hole at the bottom is inlaid with a fang of the Selma lake monster-a contribution from the little lake monster he raised.

After inlaying, Xiao En will be more powerful in using spells underwater, and has a certain ability to swim in water.

Of course, Sean has been hiding the true face of his wand, except for Hermione and others, he is still using his elm wand.

It's just that Sean is confident that he can hide from the wand detection device, but if it's Mr. Ollivander... Sean is a little uncertain...

At this time, it will be a bit troublesome...

Shawn looked up at Mr. Ollivander, who was examining Cedric's wand.

"Ah, this is my product, isn't it?" said Mr. Ollivander, much more excited than before, as Cedric handed over his wand. "Yes, I remember it well. It contained a hair from the tail of a particularly handsome male unicorn... must have been five or six feet long. I plucked the unicorn's tail and it nearly poked a hole in me with its horn. Twelve and a quarter inches...made of ash wood...good spring. In excellent condition...do you care for it regularly? ?”

"Just brushed last night ~IndoMTL.com~ said Cedric, grinning.

At this time, a small voice sounded from his ear: "I will hint to Grandpa."

It was Stephanie, holding her slender pale blue wand.

Sean was a little surprised, he didn't say it, but she found out?

"I'm very sensitive to wands, which is the talent of the Ollivanders." Stephanie explained in a whisper.

"So..."

After everyone in front had checked, Stephanie handed over her wand before Sean.

Mr. Ollivander looked at his granddaughter with a smile. He held the weird light blue magic wand: "Your own work... The body of the wand is made of bold acacia wood, a powerful but underestimated wood because it is only open to the gifted... The core of the wand is dragon heartstring, but it is mixed with a material that I don't know. There is no accident, but the effect is stronger than the original... Thirteen and a half inches... Graceful construction technology, even coated with magic coating... Yes, your exclusive Invention..."

The tone in Mr. Ollivander's voice was full of pride.