New Professor at Hogwarts

During the summer, because Xia Ran accepted an interview with "The Quibbler" and openly criticized Fudge, which made Fudge very angry, the "Daily Prophet" naturally had to follow suit and slandered Xia Ran, but it was not as powerful as Dumbledore is just lighter.

Those reports were, of course, mostly written by Rita Skeeter.

So when Xia Ran said this, he seemed to want to pursue it, especially when his fingers touched the end of the wand.

Rita Skeeter's expression froze slightly. She had no fear at all. Even though she had slandered Dumbledore and Xia Ran by the way, she still dared to enter Hogwarts to look for report materials.

But she didn't expect that Xia Ran didn't seem to be prepared to act according to the rules, which made her a little confused.

She knew very well that whether she was facing Dumbledore or Charlotte Frémont, she would basically lie down instantly if they really made a move.

Seeing this, Ludo Bagman coughed lightly and interjected: "Ahem... Xia Ran, please get ready. We are going to check the wand soon. I hope nothing goes wrong."

He was really afraid that Xia Ran would just take out her wand and cast a curse on Rita Skeeter.

Xia Ran seems different now from before, and has changed a lot.

"Okay, Rita, don't hide the news that should be reported." Xia Ran smiled, put down her fingers, and dropped the wand back into her pocket.

Rita Skeeter breathed a sigh of relief and returned to her fearless state, saying: "You are right, Xia Ran, I am very keen on reporting the facts, but..."

"Ahem..." Bagman coughed twice again.

Rita Skeeter shrugged her shoulders and said no more.

Xia Ran didn't say anything more.

"By the way, Xia Ran, how much do you know about our 'Savior Star'?" Rita Skeeter asked again, "You are his teacher, you must know a lot, right?"

"'Saving Star'?" Xia Ran raised her eyebrows and said, "It seems that you gave this nickname to me, right?"

"Don't worry so much, it's always a good title, right?" Rita Skeeter waved her hand, "I believe people really like to watch news about Harry Potter."

She said it with all her heart.

"Then go interview him yourself." Xia Ran said, "It's useless to ask me."

"Okay." Rita Skeeter looked regretful.

"Aren't you late?"

At this time, several other referees, Dumbledore, Karkaroff, and Ms. Maxim, all entered the classroom. The classroom, which was originally relatively spacious, suddenly became crowded.

"No, Dumbledore, Karkaroff, Ms. Maxim, sit down quickly." Bagman smiled and asked the principals of the three schools to sit down.

Rita Skeeter found a corner and sat down. She reached into her crocodile leather handbag, took out a long green dazzling quill and a roll of parchment, and then spread the parchment on her own on the knees.

She put the tip of the green quill into her mouth, sucked it deliciously for a while, and then stood the quill upright on the parchment.

The quill tube stood on the tip of the pen and trembled slightly.

"Xia Ran, I didn't expect you to come to check the wands of the warriors." Dumbledore said with a smile, "It seems that I can open another wand school."

Xia Ran shrugged her shoulders and said: "Then you can't ask me. A combat class is enough to keep me busy."

Bagman looked at the few warriors and said, "Well, we have to check whether your wands are fully functional and perform well, because in future competitions, your wands will be your most important equipment."

"Xia Ran, can we start?"

Xia Ran nodded and said, "Miss Delacour, you come first, okay?" He walked to the open space in the center of the room.

Fleur Delacour walked lightly to Xia Ran and handed him her wand.

Xia Ran took the wand, recalled the wand knowledge in her mind, and felt the wand through the powerful magic power.

"Huh?" He whispered, letting Fleur's wand rotate in his hand, and the tip of the wand suddenly spurted out many pink and gold sparks. He then raised the wand, put it in front of his eyes, and observed carefully.

"Not bad!" Xia Ran said softly, "Well, the wand is nine and a half inches long... it's very elastic... it's made of maple... it contains... this is..."

"Contains a Veela hair." Fleur said proudly, "It is my grandma's hair."

Fleur was indeed part Veela.

"Yes, that's right." Xia Ran said, "I'm not a pure wand maker, but using Veela's hair as a wand will make the wand too sensitive and willful... Of course, everyone has their own preferences. Since If it suits you, then..."

As he spoke, he passed the wand with his fingers and checked whether there were any scratches or bruises on it. Finally, the magic power surged slightly in his body, and he whispered: "The orchids are in bloom!"

A bouquet of flowers blooms on the head of the wand.

"Great!" Xia Ran said, waving the wand to make the flowers disappear, and then handed the wand to Fleur, "Next...Cedric, it's your turn."

Fleur returned to her seat with brisk steps, and when she passed Cedric, she smiled brightly at him.

Xia Ran has to observe three seconds of silence for Bill again.

"This is Mr. Ollivander's product, but he is missing. What a pity!" Xia Ran took Cedric's wand, shook her head and sighed.

Cedric smiled awkwardly.

"Well, let me take a look."

Xia Ran studied the wand carefully for a while.

"Twelve and a quarter inches, made of ash wood, very elastic, with a core of unicorn tail hair, right?"

"Yes, Professor," Cedric replied.

"It's in excellent condition. It seems you take care of it regularly." Xia Ran praised it.

"Just wiped it last night," Cedric said, grinning.

"Fire is raging." Xia Ran asked Cedric's wand to spit out a stream of red fire, turning into a badger squatting in the air. His eyes made of flames glanced around, and he waved the wand again to make the badger disappear. .

"No problem," he said.

Cedric returned to where he had been standing with his wand in hand.

"Mr. Krum, it's your turn."

Krum stood up, shrugged his chubby shoulders, walked toward Xia Ran listlessly with his splayed feet. He stuffed the wand over and stood there with a frown on his face, his hands in the pockets of his robe. inside.

"Gregovich's products, I have met him once. He is a very skilled wand maker, not inferior to Ollivander." Xia Ran raised the wand and looked at it carefully for a while in the sunlight outside the window.

"Horbeam wood contains the heart chords of the fire dragon, right?"

Krum nodded.

"Much thicker than what is usually seen, very stiff, ten and a quarter inches... Flock of birds!"

Xia Ran waved Krum's wand, and suddenly there was a loud bang in the classroom, as if a musketeer had just fired. A flock of snow-white birds chirped and flew out of the window.

"Very well, no problem, Bagman."