HP sea mermaid

Chapter 23: Inspecting wand detection

Maybe I shouldn't look at Harry's arm, obviously Draco's arm is closer at hand, although it is obviously a bit difficult to pick a nobleman's sleeve... No, I shouldn't say hello, I should roll up my sleeves first and then read it ――No matter which one!

On the way back, Triton, who had been in a bad mood, looked left and right at the slightly large group of eight warriors around him, and silently rested his little thought that action was better than action...and that Colin Creevey who adored Harry so much Also, if Harry's sleeves are taken off now, I'm afraid he will have ten mouths to tell that he has no other intentions, right? ...Really, although I am not a native of the UK, I still can't help but want to protect the face of my school when facing foreign friends... If you are not careful, you will be ashamed and thrown abroad...

Colin Creevey led them through the hall and outside a classroom that Triton and the others had never been to.The third-year Gryffindor knocked on the door, turned the doorknob when there was a response from inside, and shouted inside, "Professor Dumbledore, the warriors are here."

"Oh, thank Merlin, it's really timely~"

When the blonde appeared at the door with a voluptuous figure, the strong but unknown perfume on her body made Triton, who had a sensitive nose, suddenly take a step back, hitting the chest of a person behind him, and immediately he felt his waist being squeezed. He gave a hand, and a chuckle came from beside his ear.

Triton held his nose in embarrassment and turned his head, seeing that it was Gai who had a "friendship with the same bed", he apologized vaguely.

When Colin Creevey saw this woman with smeared red lips and tortoiseshell sapphire glasses, he was terrified. Before Harry and the others even had time to thank him, they saw him fly away clutching the camera that he always carried with him. Run away, leaving only the words "Goodbye Harry!" in the air

"...Goodbye, Colin." Harry replied in a daze, a farewell that the other party could no longer hear. He stretched out his hand to hold Triton, but the moment he started, he felt a look of evil intentions cast on him. Triton.He pretended not to notice, as if he saw something wrong with his shoes, he suddenly turned his head to look at the source of his line of sight at the moment he lowered his head, and stared at the only one who was slightly surprised before he could look away. Unknown German warriors.

He's staring at my Triton.

Harry gave the other party a hard look, and possessively moved the arm holding Triton's left hand up to wrap around the little mermaid's shoulder.

Triton looked at Harry suspiciously, but he didn't struggle, he just thought that Harry was a little nervous about entering this room.

Gai lowered his head, hiding a trace of an unclear smile, and looked deeply over the woman who was busy making a smile and saying hello, and landed on a white-haired figure in the room who was facing away from him.

Tsk, Albus.

In fact, not only Triton, but almost all the warriors were a little bit discolored by the choking perfume of this gossip woman.It's just that their noses are not as sharp as Triton's, so the young wizards who are basically from good families with decent social etiquette also try their best to greet her with smiles.

"...Ah, ah, yes, hello. I'm Rita Skeeter, a special correspondent for the "Daily Prophet". This, I'm afraid, is the 'famous' Mr. Savior—"

She eagerly reached out and wanted to brush Harry's forehead hair, but Harry held the man in his arms vigilantly and took a step back to avoid the big hand that was painted with bright red nail polish but was as thick as a man. "Hello, ma'am."

Rita Skeeter paid no attention, as her attention was immediately drawn to the figure in Harry's arms.She was indeed, she looked at this "innocent face" looking at herself with shining eyes, a petite boy with black hair and golden eyes: "Oh! Oh! Merlin! I know, I know you—— The fourth warrior—Sea—"

Before the witch in the magenta robe could finish speaking, a sleeve with dark patterns on a black background swung across her face. Hogwarts Potions Professor and Head of Slytherin, Snape, stood at the door, seemingly inadvertently. Squeezing Rita Skeeter out, a slightly yellowed finger fell on Triton's shoulder (of course, a certain salty pig's paw automatically disappeared the moment it saw the black). "Come in."

Triton glanced at the female reporter who said the word "Sea" intentionally or unintentionally, his sensitive nerves could not help becoming vigilant, and he decided to pay attention to her small movements secretly.

The two ladies from Beauxbatons and the three men from Durmstrang couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, and followed Draco into the door that was finally accessible.Such a large group of people blocking the door is really outrageous, but before they wanted to enter, they were blocked by a witch like a king flower, and their faces turned green because two and a half of the three sentences were about personal privacy.After they finally came in under the escort of the Lord Snake King in the cellar (...actually, it's a good thing...), they found two other brave men, Cedric Diggory from Hogwarts and Kier from Beauxbatons. Bo Yang, is already here waiting for them.

Rita Skeeter is actually not that easy to deal with, but as a senior reporter of the "Daily Prophet", she knows some little secrets that others don't know, just like giving her a cold look just now let her know What did the young Potions professor who found out that "Sea" was a completely forbidden word and would get into big trouble before "returning astray"...

However, just because you can't afford it now doesn't mean you won't be able to do it in the future... It's best not to let her catch any "tricks"... She smiled softly, touched her very delicate curly hair, and patted her body clean Ash, swaying as if nothing happened, walked up to the cameraman who looked like he was fiddling with the flash board but was actually peeking at the French chick through the mirror.

Triton was led by Severus to the small row of chairs on the side, there were exactly ten chairs, the brother sat in the front, and there were five empty chairs between him and Cedric.

"They checked the wand, why did you bring me?" Triton greeted them, and finally asked Severus, who was about to leave, his doubts, "I may not even be able to appear."

"Dumbledore meant it." Snape said, he looked at the golden-eyed boy who obediently sat down on the last chair with his strength, and rubbed his hair with his palm. "Don't worry, I'm here."

Triton smiled as he watched Severus sit at the purple velvet table where the referees sat.

The warriors sat down one after another, and they were clearly divided into three arrays.

["Please allow me to introduce Mr. Ollivander." Dumbledore sat down on the referee's seat and said to several warriors, "He is going to check your wands to make sure they are in good condition before the game."]

There was no difference between the old man Ollivander and Triton when he first met him three years ago. The old man with silver-white hair and eyes of the same color stood up from his chair, and walked to the referee's seat with a slight smile. The open space between the warrior waiting seats. "Good afternoon, boys. Then let's get started, starting with this Mr. Yang?"

Triton watched the old man Ollivander examine the wands one by one, tell them their materials, and use them to release small magic one by one to test the fluency of the wand's spellcasting. dilemma.

"Ah... I still remember it—the Eye of Truth." The old man Ollivander raised his pocket watch with his left hand to salute Triton, and took the wand of aloes wood with his right hand. "Did you see more facts and truth through it?"

"Of course, sir." Triton replied solemnly, "I saw a huge olive tree waving my wand."

Dumbledore was amused, his snow-white beard trembled.

Ollivander also couldn't help laughing, and returned the wand to Triton: "Your wand is well maintained, but there are no traces of frequent use of rubbing. I think you should rely more on your wand. Your wand is only Responding to you, I guess it's up to you to do the magic."

Triton thought for a while, referring to a series of daily but brilliant little magic used by the old man Ollivander before, and cautiously cast a small beam of silver sparkling fireworks with his wand, letting it spray in the air to form a "Slytherin "The words.

"Very good, very good, exquisite control, even the lace of each letter is exquisite." Ollivander praised repeatedly, and he patted Triton on the shoulder, indicating that the wand inspection was completed.

In an unnoticed corner, Rita Skeeter's quill dances wildly.

Dumbledore saw that Ollivander had finished the inspection, and when he got up and told the students that they could go back to class, Rita Skeeter let out a coquettish laugh, "Professor Dumbledore, you are confused, the warriors are still here No photo was taken!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Take a photo!" Ludo Bagman patted himself on the forehead, and hurriedly recruited all the warriors, "Come on, children, we need to take a photo together, and then everyone will take a photo." One, and we'll grab the headlines on two full pages of the Daily Prophet!"

Triton didn't see how happy he was to occupy the headlines of both pages of the "Daily Prophet". When he was asked to sit with a girl because of his height, Xiao Hairensha's face turned green.

Note, Ollivander has the meaning of olive tree. Triton is actually saying that Ollivander, who looks unchanged, is an olive tree spirit, but the West obviously does not have such a saying, so he accidentally poked the old Deng's joke. (...What a far-fetched joke.)

Note, in the original book, Harry was called away from the Potions class, and this article adjusted the order of the classes.

Note, since the wand will be checked before the game, as well as emergency medical personnel, then the Potion Master who checks whether illegal potions (such as the famous Felix Elixir) is used must be a must-have item, right?

The author has something to say: Today, a good friend who is a novice posted an article Chapter 4 and was hooked up by an editor. Let's celebrate and encourage him!Then I silently thought that I am now 85 chapters and 40W. Is it really the same? Then how did my lovely readers be attracted by me who is so amazing and stunning? "Good day" bows deeply here, and there will be great thanks in the future!

I don't know how many times I have posted it, I just want to say that I finished writing it at seven o'clock! ! ! ! !