Hogwarts: Harley from the Witch Path

Chapter 287 Ollivander's Warning
Professor Snape was about to say something, when there was a knock on the door of the Potions classroom.

He had no choice but to walk over reluctantly, slowly opened the classroom door, and looked at a first-year little wizard at the door with cold eyes:
"Mr. Creevey, if you can't give me a suitable reason why you want to interrupt my lecture."

"It's a pity that something bad will happen."

"I think Gryffindor is about to lose twenty points because of you... no, thirty points."

Professor Snape calculated the points that Harry would add to this class, and casually increased the points that he threatened to deduct.

The little wizard trembled suddenly, his face was pale, his body shook slightly, and he stammered:
"Report...Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall asked me to take Harry Potter upstairs."

"It's not a good lie,"

Professor Snape's tone became more and more slow, and his eyes fell vertically on Creevey from the top of Eagle Groove's nose,
"I think it's class time now, and Professor McGonagall can't be unaware of that."

"But... But, Mr. Ludo Bagman is also there," the little wizard seemed more and more embarrassed, not knowing where to place his hands,

"Mr. Bagman asked all the warriors to pass, as if to take pictures of the warriors..."

The expression on Professor Snape's face eased a lot, he nodded silently, and turned to look at Harry:
"Harry, hurry up and take a photo, don't keep Professor McGonagall waiting!"

"Also, don't forget your confinement at night!"

Immediately afterwards, Professor Snape quickly moved his eyes back to the classroom:
"Weasley, is there anything funny? Fifteen points from Gryffindor!"

The points given to Hari earlier were a bit too much, now it's time to deduct them back!
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On the way to the classroom on the first floor, the little first-year wizard kept apologizing to Harry.

Apparently, he thought it was because of himself that Harley was locked up by Professor Snape.

He also introduced to Harley that he was the younger brother of Colin Creevey, a third-year Gryffindor student.

Harry quickly thought of the boy who was always taking pictures around with a Muggle camera.

He seems to admire himself very much, although for some reason, he didn't particularly like his behavior.

But now, the unpleasantness at the beginning has long been forgotten by Harry.

And Colin's younger brother also seems to be a fanatical admirer of Harry. He spent the whole journey describing to Harry why he came to Gryffindor——

Because here is the great Harry Potter!

To Harry's relief, Colin probably had warned his brother, telling him that Harry didn't like being photographed indiscriminately, and that he was expelled for taking pictures in the first place.

So although Creevey also had a Muggle camera hanging around his neck, he refrained from using it.

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After coming to a classroom near the auditorium on the first floor, Harry knocked on the door alone, and then walked in.

This classroom is not too big, almost all the desks have been pushed to the back of the classroom, leaving a large space in the middle of the classroom.

There are several desks lined up in the open space, placed in front of the blackboard, covered with a long piece of velvet.

There are chairs behind the velvet-covered table and a stand with the referee's name in front of it.

Ludo was sitting on a chair at the far end, talking with a witch in a magenta robe.

Behind the witch was a middle-aged wizard with a big belly, holding a black camera that was emitting a little smoke, waiting for instructions at any time.

After hearing the door knock, Rita's eyes lit up, and she immediately turned to look at the door.

But when she saw that the first warrior to come was Harley, Rita's eyes dimmed a bit, she turned her head back without hesitation, and continued to chat with Ludo.

Although she is very eager to interview this underage warrior in Hogwarts, she also wants to write a report on Harley and dig deeper into the various stories about her.

But the scenes in the Forbidden Forest and the Quidditch World Cup camp left a deep impression on Rita, and the magic imprint on the back of her hand constantly reminded Rita who she was loyal to.

So Rita chose not to cause trouble for herself, and decided how to write news about her after consulting Harley.

But the eyes of the middle-aged wizard with a big belly lit up.

In the past, due to various reasons, the photos about Halle in the "Daily Prophet" were not taken by myself.

So far, he hasn't had a chance to take a photo of Halle himself.

Today can be regarded as an opportunity for him to find, he must make a few good shots.

However, when the middle-aged wizard raised the camera, Rita was instantly frightened into a cold sweat, and gave him a kick quietly.

Harry didn't pay attention to these small movements, but sat down on the table in the corner lightly, chatting with the portraits on the wall.

After a while, warriors from other schools also came one after another.

Probably because they are competitors and the language is different, so the warriors hardly communicate with each other, and they all find a corner to be alone in a daze.

Only Fleur's eyes lit up when she saw Harry, and she also chose to sneak to the back of the classroom and sit on the table.

The wizard in charge of taking pictures felt that his job was coming after seeing Fleur, but Rita still found a reason to stop him.

Just kidding, didn't you see Harley sitting next to him?What do you do if you took her in?
As a last resort, the middle-aged wizard had no choice but to stare at Krum and Catherine to take pictures. At least the former is an international star and is popular enough, while the latter has a more delicate appearance.

Fu Rong has also gotten used to the wizard's previous behavior, after all, she has met many such wizards.

Instead of focusing on a newspaper worker who wants to take a picture of herself, spend more time chatting with Halle.

During this period of time, because the classes were staggered, and because she was not familiar with the Hogwarts castle, Fleur barely chatted with Harry very often.

During the week, Fleur, like most of Beauxbatons' students and all of Ilvermorny's students, had been attending classes with the seventh years at Hogwarts.

Except for Defense Against the Dark Arts, which has a "famous reputation" in the international education circle, the students of the two schools did not miss a single compulsory course.

Of course, when leading Fleur to visit Hogwarts Castle, Harry also specifically mentioned that the quality of this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts course was good.

This year's professor is a senior retired old Auror, and the content of the class is quite in-depth.

It's a pity that Hogwarts' defense against the dark arts course is too notorious, and it has dragged down Hogwarts' international statistics with its own efforts.

So despite Halle's endorsement, Fleur was the only one in Beauxbatons who attended Professor Moody's class.

However, it seems that during this period of time, Furong's life was not happy, and she had a deep resentment towards Hogwarts.

"Did your Potions professor...something happen to him recently, so he didn't prepare carefully?"

Fleur complained to Harry in a very tactful tone,

"We had two Potions classes yesterday afternoon. Based on your Potions level, I was really looking forward to this class!"

"As a result, this Professor Snape hardly taught any knowledge in class. He just read a few sentences from the textbook, wrote the formula on the blackboard, and then let the students do it themselves."

"If your school's Potions professor is so good, I feel that I can do it at my current level! Anyway, I added super formulas on the blackboard according to the script."

Harry was taken aback, is Professor Snape so unbearable?
She thought about it carefully, wait... It seems that Professor Snape would simply explain a few knowledge points in class, and then let the students make their own potions.

Even when pointing out his own problems and giving himself potions lessons after class, Professor Snape still didn't like to give a lot of knowledge points, but mainly let himself do it to find out the problems.

Good guy, thinking about it this way, Professor Snape is really perfunctory!

Finally, Professor Dumbledore led the headmasters of other magic schools to file in, and finally followed Ollivander.

Except for Crouch, the other referees are all present.

"Please sit down, everyone." Professor Dumbledore's voice was not loud, but it resounded throughout the classroom.

"Sit across from us, thank you."

After the warriors were all seated, Professor Dumbledore pointed to Ollivander sitting aside:

"Please allow me to introduce you to Mr. Ollivander, an English master of wands."

"He's here today to check on your wands and make sure they're in good enough shape for the game."

"Although you are allowed to bring some other items in the game, the wand is still your most important partner."

Ollivander stood up slowly, glanced quickly at the six warriors, and then walked towards Krum who was sitting on the edge:

"Mr. Krum, you come first, okay?"

He quickly checked the wands for the first five warriors.

Everyone’s wands have their own characteristics. For example, Fleur used the hair of her Veela grandmother as the core of the wand, while Miguel’s wand used the blue-eyed poison dart frog unique to the South American rainforest. nerves.

The former allows for a better fit between the wand and the Fleur, while the latter allows for a smoother flow of the wand's signature Castrobusche magic.

The core of the staff of Seimei Tsuchimikado, a warrior of the magic institute, is even more peculiar, and even Ollivander did not see its heel.

According to Tsuchimikado Seimei himself, the core of his wand is the most precious feather on the wing of a petrel unique to Southern Ryukyu Island.

However, Ollivander obviously didn't like the craftsmanship of other wand masters that much, especially Krum's wand produced by Grigovich.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, he sarcastically satirized Grigovich, thinking that the wand he produced only pursued strong offensiveness, but ignored the degree of compatibility with wizards.

Ollivander also hinted that the next time he sees Grigovich, he will suggest that he go to the United States to talk to Muggles, hoping that he will simply change his career to make metal wands that are extremely violent and lethal in the United States. .

When it was Halle's turn at the other end of the line, Ollivander's eyes suddenly flashed with excitement mixed with caution:
"There is one last...Miss Potter."

Harry stood up, pulled out the wand that had been with him for a long time, and handed it to Ollivander.

Ollivander took the wand and admired it carefully, with a strange emotion in his voice:

"Yes...very good...snakewood wand with nerve core of unknown snake creature, twelve inches..."

"I sold it with my own hands, but unfortunately I didn't make it... My poor grandfather..."

"The wand is in perfect condition, Miss Potter. It can be seen that you have been taking great care of this child."

Ollivander carefully returned the wand to Harry, and did not use a spell like he did with the previous wands to test the sensitivity of the wand.

However, after checking Harry's wand, Ollivander did not return to his seat directly, but looked at Harry:

"Miss Potter, after you are done working, can you stay for a few minutes?"

"I have something to remind you about your wand."

After seeing Harry nodding in agreement, Ollivander finally finished the wand inspection and returned to his seat satisfied.

"Thank you for your cooperation!" Professor Dumbledore stood up from his seat,
"Now you can go back to class... But I think you should go to eat directly. Anyway, there are still 15 minutes, and the bell is about to ring."

"Take a picture, Dumbledore, take a picture!"

Seeing that the warriors were about to leave, Ludo hurriedly shouted excitedly,

"Hey! Dumbledore, you forgot to take a photo! We planned to have a photo of each of the warriors, and a group photo of the referee and the warrior!"

"What do you think, Rita!"

"Uh... well... I think... well, let's take a picture."

Rita's eyes were erratic, and she nodded after getting a response from a certain witch. At the same time, she looked at the wizard holding the camera behind her,

"Work! Let's take a group photo first, and then give each warrior a single photo!"

The next photo shoot took a long time, even longer than the previous inspection of the wand.

No matter where Ms. Maxim stands, the photographer cannot fully include her in the lens;

While Karkaroff kept circling his goatee with his fingers, he told the photographer about the popularity of Krum's international star, and wanted his lover to stand at the forefront;

But the photographer was not very willing, he wanted the two beautiful witches, Harley and Fleur, to be at the forefront;

Although Krum himself is an international star, he doesn't seem to be used to taking pictures, so he has been evasive, and he wants to stay as far away as possible from Ludo, who is trying to stand shoulder to shoulder with him and take pictures with him...

Finally, after a long time of fuss, this photo was barely taken.

When the first one finished taking a single photo and left the classroom, Mr. Ollivander was standing quietly at the door, apparently waiting for a while.

"Sorry, Mr. Ollivander." Harry bowed slightly,
"In order to cooperate with the work of the Ministry of Magic, I probably kept you waiting for a long time."

"It's okay, I happen to be very free, old man." Ollivander stroked his beard, chuckled twice,
"This time I'm looking for you, Miss Potter, mainly to remind you about your wand."

Harry tilted his head slightly, looking at Mr. Ollivander quietly.

"I thought I should have mentioned to you that I didn't make this wand, but my grandfather made it, so I still don't know what the core of this wand is."

Mr. Ollivander said softly, "After making this wand, my grandfather went mad."

"I told you at the time that my grandfather was diagnosed by the St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Disorders. He went crazy because he drank a lot of alcohol after working hard and had brain problems."

"According to their judgment, my poor grandfather probably never recovered."

"I used to believe in Brother Sheng Wang's Magic Injury Hospital. But recently, my grandfather suddenly returned to normal."

"Back to normal?" Harry repeated softly, doubts in his voice.

"Yes," Ollivander's voice confirmed,

"The old man was already 130 years old when he went crazy, and he is [-] years old now."

"I was sure I couldn't leave him alone in St Mungo's, so I took him home."

"And recently he returned to normal briefly, and asked me about the whereabouts of the wand in your hand."

"After learning that you are now holding the wand, he asked me to give you a warning."

"His exact words were: 'Tell Harry Potter to watch out for the core of this wand!'"

"Be careful of the... core of the wand?" Harry was a little puzzled, "Did I hear it wrong? Mr. Ollivander?"

"No, you heard me right." Ollivander smiled wryly,
"Although I can't figure out the meaning of what he said, I still suggest you follow this advice."

"After all, there are too many mysteries in the magic world that we don't know."

"Only the wizard itself, so far we have been unable to explain a series of wonderful phenomena such as 'Transfiguration Magus'."

"Not to mention the vast and boundless magical world, which has many flaws in historical records."

With that said, Ollivander took out a small bottle of silver liquid from his arms:

"This is my grandfather's memory. He specially drew it out before he died, and let me give it to you."

"In it is the exact location where he got the core of this wand, and the process of making this wand."

"His exact words are, if you are interested, you can watch it accompanied by Headmaster Dumbledore."

"His old man forbids me to browse this memory alone, and I am not interested in it."

"This memory is given to you, but I personally don't recommend you to read it."

"Even that wand...I believe my grandfather's words, and suspect that there is something wrong with this wand."

"Although I am a professional wand maker, I shouldn't say that in my capacity, but I still want to suggest that you give up this wand."

"I can remake a more suitable wand for you."

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(Thanks to "Nine-tailed Flaming Fox", "Blue Dragonfly", and "Lily Eternal" for their rewards!)
(End of this chapter)