Chapter 148: Staff Inspection Ceremony

In the Potions underground classroom, Harry and Hermione sat at the table, while Ron sat at the table with Dean and Seamus.

"Antidote!" Snape said, looking around the class, his cold black eyes flashing with an unpleasant light, "You should prepare your own recipe now. I ask you to cook it carefully. , and then we will choose one person to give it a try..."

The fourth grade potions course is really not easy, as students already need to study the formulas themselves.

As early as the first week of school, Snape had already explained the relationship between antidotes and other medicines - the antidotes mentioned here are not just antidotes, but also include unraveling love potions, polyjuice potions, The antidote to Veritaserum. The knowledge here is so extensive and profound that it can almost be classified as a separate subject. Of course, the Hogwarts curriculum still teaches antidotes to relatively common potions.

Snape once said he would poison one of them before Christmas to see if their antidote worked. Looks like today is the day!

Xie Lin didn't care. Anyway, according to the plot, he and Harry didn't have to go to class today.

As for Daphne, he had secretly practiced preparing the universal antidote several times with her. As long as Daphne does not make mistakes in her steps, even if she does not cooperate with the changes in astronomical time, even if the fire is not controlled well, she can still unlock most of the poisons - after all, fecal stones are used in it, as long as she does not encounter basilisk venom or venom. There should be no problem with a venom as potent as leopard venom.

Besides, the possibility that Snape would choose a Slytherin student as a target for poisoning was extremely low.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the underground classroom.

The person who came was a third-year student from Gryffindor. He had ash-brown hair and was short. Schelling remembers his name as Colin Creevey and that he was a die-hard Harry Potter fan.

He sidled into the classroom, first smiled at Harry, and then walked towards Snape's podium at the front of the classroom.

"What?" Snape asked impatiently.

"Excuse me, sir, I have to take Harry Potter upstairs."

Snape's eyes dropped from his hooked nose to look at Colin, and the smile disappeared from Colin's eager face.

"Potter has another hour of Potions class." Snape said coldly, "He will go upstairs after class."

Colin blushed.

"Sir - sir, not only Harry Potter, but also Sherlyn Malfoy, Mr. Bagman asked me to call for someone," he said uncomfortably. "All the brave men are going. , I think they want to take pictures..."

Snape's expression was wonderful.

He had been holding it in for so long. He wanted to poison Harry on Halloween, but was interrupted by the welcome ceremony for guests outside the school. Now he finally had the opportunity to punish Harry, but he had to watch the cooked duck. Fly.

No matter how unwilling he was, he couldn't say anything. After all, Sherrin would leave the classroom with Harry.

"Potter—" he said with a sneer: "Why does our famous Potter need to take such a simple potions class?"

He walked to Xie Lin's table, looked at Xie Lin with a critical eye, and said with a cold expression: "Malfoy, I wish you good luck." He paused and said softly: "After it's over, find Come to my office sometime."

Schelling looked at Professor Snape and nodded in agreement.

Harry and Sherrin stood up and walked towards the door.

"That's amazing, isn't it, Harry?" Colin couldn't wait to say as soon as Harry walked out of the classroom and closed the door, "Isn't it? You have become a warrior!"

Harry felt his face burning and wished Colin would shut his mouth. He had been defeated by Schelling twice, and when he thought about competing with him, he completely lost his confidence.

He tried to change the subject, "Why are they taking pictures, Colin?"

"Probably it was published in the Daily Prophet!"

"Great," Harry murmured in a voice only he could hear. "Exactly what I wanted. Further embarrassment."

Arriving at an empty classroom, Colin said "Good luck" and left in a hurry.

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, there were five chairs, and in one of them sat Ludovic Bagman, who was talking to a witch wearing a magenta robe.

When Eleanor and Katalin saw Xie Lin, they both greeted Xie Lin with surprise and completely ignored Harry who was standing aside, which made Harry's expression even more ugly.

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

"Ah, come in, Harry, come in... There's nothing to worry about, it's just a wand-testing ritual. The other judges will be here soon -"

"Detection wand?" Harry asked uneasily.

"We must check whether your wands are fully functional and in good condition, because in future competitions, wands will be your most important equipment." Bagman said, "The experts are upstairs with Dumbledore. Then some photos. This is Rita Skeeter," he said, pointing to the witch in the magenta robe. "She's writing an article about the Contest for the Daily Prophet. Small article..."

Rita's dress is very fashionable, and it looks like she has been carefully dressed up. Her blond hair is curled very deliberately, and it is obviously fixed with some kind of magic potion, but her aesthetic sense is probably not very good. This hairstyle and her wide chin Together they look very awkward.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at Harry as if a hyena had found its prey.

"Before we begin, can I have a few words with Harry?" she asked Bagman, still keeping her eyes firmly on Harry. "The youngest warrior, you know... just to add a little bit to the article. Color."

As soon as Bagman agreed, the unlucky Harry was already caught by her in a broom closet for a visit.

Eleanor looked at this scene with deep meaning and said softly to Sherrin: "You British reporters are really interesting. You leave our overseas guests alone and don't even pay attention to you, Sir Merlin, and just pick them out." An exclusive interview with the Boy Who Lived..."

Xie Lin naturally knew what was going on.

Rita specializes in writing tidbits related to slander and gossip. For the sake of her career, she is not even afraid of Dumbledore. However, she also has weaknesses. What she fears most is losing the career she has finally built. Xie Lin has a strong backing in the media industry, so how can she dare to provoke herself?

Xie Lin replied with a smile: "After all, they are all the Boy Who Lived! They are always more attractive to readers. You have to know that today's readers are very selective. They all require novel, weird, and logical reading articles. Even though it is self-consistent and written like a god, some people have gone to its competitors to read pirated copies of Nat’s Daily Prophet.”

Katalin burst into laughter, "Mr. Malfoy, why do I feel that you are so resentful?"

The conversation between several people was interrupted by Dumbledore's footsteps. He and Mr. Ollivander walked down the stairs together. After he heard about Harry and Rita from Bagman, he frowned and immediately entered the broom closet to interrupt the interview, and then rescued Harry.

Rita flushed with excitement and ran out with the parchment. And Harry's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.

Next the wand testing ceremony begins.

The first person to test the wand was Catalina Monro.

Ollivander twirled the wand between his slender fingers like a conductor's baton, and the wand sprayed out many pink and gold sparks. Then he brought the wand closer to his eyes and studied it carefully.

"That's right," he said softly, "eleven and a half inches... very springy... made of aspen wood... containing... oh, my God, this is..."

"Contains a couatl feather," Katalin said. "It is my family's heirloom wand."

Although Schelling had never made a wand, he was not ignorant of wandology. Whether it is the Malfoy family, the Black family, the Greengrass family, or the Ravenclaw library, there are some classics on staff making. Combining the knowledge passed down by these families, Schelling may not be as good as Ollivander. , but it is definitely enough to defy most people in the field of stick making.

Suitable aspen owners tend to be natural dueling warriors, as aspen wands are among those particularly martial wands. When the Silver Spear was founded, it was said that only wizards and witches with aspen wands were allowed to participate.

The wing feathers of the Quetzalcoatl are of extraordinary origin. It combines the powerful characteristics of the dragon-core wand - so the power of the spells cast will be more powerful; at the same time, it also has the diversity of the phoenix-core wand - so the spell effects can be produced in many ways. Come with a creative twist.

Judging from the magic wand alone, Schelling’s conclusion is——

It is indeed a formidable enemy!

Ollivander frowned deeply. The ability of this wand was completely beyond his appreciation. The feathered serpent had been extinct for a long time. He had never seen the feathered serpent wand at all!

So, he could only pretend to pass the wand with his fingers, obviously checking whether there were scratches or bruises on it, and returned it to Katalin without even daring to use it to cast a spell.

"Very good, very good, in good condition." Mr. Ollivander said, "Mr. Malfoy, it's your turn."

Katalin returned to her seat with brisk steps, and when she passed by Schelling, she smiled brightly at him.

Mr. Ollivander checked very carefully. He checked back and forth over and over again. It took him more than ten minutes before he looked at Sherrin carefully and said, "Mr. Malfoy, do you remember when you were there three years ago?" Did I tell you about the wand I bought there? I noticed that your wand seemed to have changed..."

Xie Lin frowned and said, "Excuse me, is there something wrong with my wand?" Xie Lin thought that there was a problem with his wand that he was not aware of, but he thought that he had always maintained his wand very well.

"No, no, don't get me wrong, Mr. Malfoy." Ollivander said hurriedly: "There is nothing wrong with the wand, but I feel that it has some more changes than before that I can't describe. I guarantee that this change will be for you." The only benefit is that it is more compatible with you, and using it will make your spells more convenient.”

Mr. Ollivander made Schelling's wand tip blow out a string of silvery white smoke rings, and the smoke rings floated from one end of the room to the other. He expressed his satisfaction and said: "Miss Hohenheim, it's your turn."

Eleanor stood up gracefully and handed the wand to Mr. Ollivander.

"Well," said Mr. Ollivander, "if I'm not mistaken, it's a Gregorovitch product. He's an excellent wandmaker, although his style isn't something I'm particularly...yet. …”

Eleanor's expression did not change, but Sherin still caught a flash of mockery in her eyes.

Ollivander's face suddenly changed, "Oh——"

His face flushed unnaturally, obviously shocked by his discovery, and whispered: "I was wrong at first, this is not Gregorovitch, this is... this is..."

"This is Cadmus Peverell's wand!"

Perhaps she had never thought that the plain-looking old man in front of her could see through the origin of the wand, Eleanor's eyes flashed with surprise, but a smile appeared on her mouth.

"Yes, the ancestors of the family were fortunate to have obtained this thing."

Sherin's eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance.

Is this family that practices necromancy really related to the highest achievement in necromancy, the "Resurrection Stone"?

So, I almost underestimated this opponent.

In addition to the inheritance of Paracel, do you also have the inheritance of the Peverell family, Eleanor von Hohenheim...

Olivander held the wand horizontally in front of his eyes, checked it over and over again, and a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He couldn't see the material of the wand body, nor the composition of the wand core!

After a while, he spoke, and there was a tremor in his voice: "Very good, very good... It looks like a good wand..."

Finally, it was Harry's turn.

Aha!

"Ah, yes," said Mr. Ollivander, a pair of light-colored eyes suddenly flashed with excitement, "Yes, yes, yes. I remember it clearly."

No one knew how excited he was in his heart! Finally, he could face a simple wand!

It's just phoenix tail feathers and holly wood! The simplest wand!