All things are three at Hogwarts

While eating breakfast, Alan received a notification about the detection wand.

This is a smaller classroom, and most of the desks have been pushed to the back of the room, leaving a large open space in the middle. But there were three desks placed side by side in front of the blackboard, covered with a long piece of velvet.

Behind the velvet-covered desk were five chairs, and in one of them sat Ludo Bagman.

Bagman suddenly saw Allen, stood up quickly, and jumped forward.

"Alan Harris, the best seeker in the world." Bagman opened his arms and gave Alan a big hug.

From the corner of his eye, Allen caught a glimpse of Viktor Krum standing in the corner, his thick black eyebrows twisted into a ball.

He also heard Krum curse under his breath: "Damn it, the remnants of Grindelwald."

Soon, Professor Karkaroff, Ms. Maxim, and Mr. Crouch all came to this small classroom and sat behind the long velvet table under the guidance of Bagman.

The door creaked, and a blond witch wearing a magenta robe stepped in. She adjusted her jewel-encrusted glasses, and raised a thick eyebrow when she saw Allen.

Harry slipped in from behind her and stood next to Ellen.

"I wonder what will be written in tomorrow's Daily Prophet, a boy crying alone in the dark night?" Allen rubbed his chin, and suddenly felt that he needed to "remind" Rita not to write about Hermione and Fleur.

The two little wizards followed Dumbledore in.

"Kara Rogers." Fleur rolled her eyes impressively, "She hates her freckles the most. Don't look at her face for a long time. I don't know why she cares so much about a few freckles. In the summer, she will deliberately Tan yourself so the freckles are completely invisible.”

Allen's eyes swept across Kara's big rosy face. In fact, it was really difficult to notice those freckles without looking carefully.

As if aware of Allen's gaze, Kara saw Allen standing with Fleur and rolled her eyes even more exaggeratedly than Fleur.

A sneer sounded beside Kara, "Hello, my name is Brooke Hernandez."

"He actually looks quite cute." Fleur chuckled softly.

Indeed, this Durmstrang wizard has dark brown hair and bright green eyes. He is not wearing the Durmstrang school uniform, but is wearing a black and red flannel loose-fitting shirt with a black underneath. sports trousers.

He leaned on the back of the chair and crossed his arms. When he saw Fleur's smile, showing her white teeth, he smiled back with a brighter smile and winked.

The look was a living resemblance to a man named Gilderoy Lockhart.

"Now, warriors, let the most charming blonde Rita Skeeter take you to the wider world. At the request of the Ministry of Magic, we will take photos and interviews for your unprecedented six warriors. In addition to the ones who have just been interviewed Harry, please stay after everyone takes pictures, we still need to conduct individual interviews."

Rita shook her golden hair, "They made the right choice. I am the best reporter. My unruly quill has exposed many flashy and false names."

"Well, I have to say, your article about the International Confederation of Wizards was really great," Dumbledore interrupted, his eyes shining brightly. "I especially loved reading your description of me as a rigid person. That part about the old madman.”

Rita Skeeter didn't show any shame at all.

"I just wanted to point out that some of your views are a bit outdated, Dumbledore, as are many wizards out there."

"I would love to hear your frank reasoning, Rita," said Dumbledore, smiling slightly and bowing politely, "but I'm afraid we'll have to discuss that later. For now, let's start with Let’s take a group photo, warriors.”

The photographer Rita had brought with her jumped up.

"Uh, okay, let's take a group photo first," Rita Skeeter said, her eyes falling on Allen, "Maybe we can take some single photos later."

The photo session took a long time, so once it was over, Ellen couldn't wait to leave.

But he was the first warrior to be stopped by Rita. It can be seen from Rita's burning eyes that the warrior she wants to interview most is none other than Allen in front of her.

But Allen had no intention of chatting with her.

Before Allen could speak, Rita's green quill began to write rapidly, the tip of the pen gliding across the parchment dexterously.

Allen clearly saw that it was full of praise.

"Miss Skeeter, this is not the first time we have dealt with each other. You must know who I am. I don't want to see exaggerated remarks or the scandal between Hermione and Fleur in tomorrow's newspaper. As for Crewe Well, that article you published on The Quibbler after the World Cup was brilliant."

With that said, Allen patted the non-existent dust on his body and walked out of the door, leaving Rita in the room with a fawning expression on her face.

After waiting for a long time, after all the warriors were interviewed one by one, they were led back to the long velvet table.

"Please allow me to introduce Mr. Ollivander." Dumbledore said to the warriors after sitting down on the referee's bench. "He will check your wands to make sure they are in good condition before the game."

Ollivander's two big light silver eyes immediately looked at Allen: "Mr. Harris, can you come first?"

Allen strode forward and handed him his wand.

"There is no need to check. After all, I witnessed the making of the wand yesterday, but the regulations require it." Ollivander rotated the wand between his slender fingers like a baton, and the wand sprayed out a lot of pink and Golden sparks.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ollivander, in line with the principle of fairness and justice, I must ask, was his wand specially made by you for the competition?" Karkaroff asked in a long voice.

"It is indeed specially made, but it was not made by me. Mr. Alan Harris is an excellent wand-making master. The notes he exchanged with me gave me a lot of inspiration. Maybe the little wizards in the future will become more and more skilled in wand making." Use the metal wand more." Ollivander praised and returned the wand to Allen.

Everyone looked at Allen in surprise, including Dumbledore. The more they came into contact with this young man, the more unfathomable he became.

Rita Skeeter's quill flew across the parchment, almost trembling with excitement.

After Allen tested the wand, he immediately left politely. It had taken him too much time to complete this series of procedures.

Back in the tower, Allen did not study the dementors immediately. Instead, he touched his own perception mark with his wand. He was secretly contacting Penello.

The matter entrusted to Penello this time was strictly confidential, so Allen chose to use the sensory imprint to contact Penello.

After only a few minutes, Penello found a place where he could avoid being seen by others and got in touch with Allen.

Allen told Penello exactly what he was studying about the Dementors, and asked her to find a few death row prisoners for Allen and bring them to the detention room in the tower, so that Allen could study the Dementors. Feeding and the Dementor's Kiss.