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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 was a reporter, she was a guest of the Daily Prophet, and even the Ministry of Magic paid attention to her articles—this group of children, she Rita Skeeter didn't have to worry about it.

Lady Beetle originally thought so.

Or, she thinks so now.

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

As an outlaw Animagus, she has always prided herself on being able to transform into an invisible creature like a beetle, which is a great way to gain information that other reporters cannot.

However, she hasn't figured out a thing until today.

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.

So, the enthusiastic Rita Skeeter approached the aged 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 tricks to make the old Bathilda spit out more. Lots of news - like Veritaserum or something...

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

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.

Her only worry was that these children would stay in the room for too long, which would affect her digging process.

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

The beetle that he transformed into was buckled under the container in one go!

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

But instead of playing with her like a beetle, the boy shut himself in a bottle? !

This level is...

Rita Skeeter has forgotten how many days she was locked up, all she knows is that she was starved to death.

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

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

"Time to go, Miss Skeeter."

He always knew his identity!

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 did not turn into a beetle again for two full years, and until now she dared not use any Products related to glass bottles.

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

Nothing has changed! That gentle sunny smile is all a disguise!

this demon...

"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, and the old and young Tong Kong is like being hit by the highest level of fear spell.

But, nothing happened here?

"Ms. Skeeter?" he called again.

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

Skeeter almost thought he was going to faint after seeing the other person's face enlarged.

Taking a step back subconsciously, 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 gave up and 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 wailing in his heart, why did he interview this demon alone...why did he make such a death request...

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

He must be trying to keep himself quiet about all this!

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

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

Still, he readily followed Rita Skeeter into the cubicle.

Skeeter huddled herself in the corner of the cubicle, and her quill, also without the obtrusive obnoxiousness, drooped 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?"

There is still a process? Sean glanced at the quill and nodded thoughtfully.

"Let me introduce myself first...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.

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

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

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

Sean held back a smile and waved his hands, signaling her to continue.

"So... Mr. Wallop, what prompted you to take part in this Four-wizard Tournament?"

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

With deep lake blue eyes and an extremely handsome face, this is currently the most popular student at Hogwarts—Sean Wallup. His eyes are so charming and his curly hair is so elegant. When I look at him, I always feel my heart pounding...

Sean: "..."

This feather pen is also really dare to write...

"Well, I remember it as it is—" Sean mentioned, and Skeeter nodded quickly.

"The reason for me to participate 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 qualities, strong magical strength, and confidence in oneself, no wizard would dare to say such a sentence so lightly...

This quill is wicked 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..."

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

Still, 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.

In Hart Knott, who was impatiently made by Rita Skeeter before, was shaking his legs impatiently, with an irritable expression on his face, and another Leon Schneider from Durmstrang was standing in the corner Li, seems 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 Nurmengard's students, Daniels stood there silently, while Patricia and Hugo, both members of the Golden Dawn, were having a hot chat with the Wesley twins, and Patricia hugged Dai who was beside him. West, joke 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 jury and Mr. Ollivander came down.

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

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

Sean and Skeeter came out of the cubicle, and Skeeter followed behind, nervously scanning the press release he had just recorded, for fear of making any mistakes in the record—if he wrote Wallop's original words by mistake , I'm afraid it's going to be 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 is not here, and seems to have other things to do.

And the old man with two big light-colored eyes was standing in front of him. It was Mr. Ollivander.

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

My original wand of elm wood and tree peak dragon dragon heartstring should still be with Grindelwald now, it was exchanged by the other party during the night in Paris-of course, the purpose of the exchange is to make his own branch wand To Sean, this wand was later given to young Grindelwald.

Sean, on the other hand, bought a large number of wands and kept experimenting with his wand transformation technique once a month.

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

[Embedding]: You can embed a second magic material into a wand that has already been made. The power and control of the wand will be improved. The degree of improvement depends on the fit between the second material and the original wand.

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

Tips: Rush insertion may cause wand embryo and wand 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. Oak is matched with unicorn hair and phoenix tail feathers. Contributed by Lake Monster.

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

Of course, Sean has been covering up the true face of his wand at ordinary times. 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 little troublesome...

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

"Ah, it's my product, isn't it?" said Mr. Ollivander, much more excited than before, as Cedric handed him his wand. The plucked hair from the tail of a particularly beautiful male unicorn... must have been five or six feet long. I plucked the unicorn's tail and he nearly poked a hole in me with his horn. Twelve and a quarter One inch...made of ash...good spring. Excellent condition...do you care for it regularly?"

"Just brushed last night ~lightnovelpub.net~ 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 Ollivander family." Stephanie explained in a whisper.

"I see…"

After all the people in front had been tested, Stephanie handed over her wand before Sean.

Mr. Ollivander looked at his granddaughter with a smile. He was holding the weird light blue wand: "Your own work... the body of the wand is made of bold acacia wood, which is powerful but only for the talented Open your heart, so an underrated wood...The core is dragon heartstring, but mixed with some material I don't know, no accident, but stronger than the original effect...Thirteen and a half inches...Graceful construction technique , even coated with a magic coating... yes, your exclusive invention..."

Mr. Ollivander's tone was full of pride.