Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 507 Are you really a Hufflepuff?

Ollivander came to the open space in the middle and looked at the three people in front of him.

 “Miss Delacour, you come first, okay?”

As an expert on wands, he could tell at a glance that Fleur's wand was the most special one among all the people present, so he was naturally very curious.

 “Okay.” Fleur walked over lightly and handed him the wand in her hand.

"Yes," Ollivander put the wand close to his eyes and looked at it carefully, "nine and a half inches... maple... the core of the wand is... oh, it's Veela hair."

 “It’s my grandma’s hair.” Fleur said.

"I see." Ollivander said, "Although I think a wand made of Veela hair is too sensitive and willful, but if you think it is suitable..."

 He waved his magic wand.

 “The orchids are in bloom!”

 A bouquet of flowers bloomed at the tip of the staff.

"Very good, very good, in good condition." Ollivander returned the flowers and wand to Fleur.

 “Mr. Crumb, it’s your turn.”

Krum stood up and put the wand over listlessly.

But this time Ollivander was not as enthusiastic as before.

“Hmm… Grigovitch’s products,” he said. “Horbeam…fire dragon heart tendon…ten and a quarter inches…flocks of birds!”

　With a loud bang, several birds flew out.

　　"Very good." He handed the wand back to Krum, "Then, there's only one left..."

Kyle then walked over.

"Oh, this is my product, isn't it." Ollivander said excitedly.

 If the first two times were due to interest and work needs, then he is really happy now.

 It is also an honor for him that his work participated in the Triwizard Tournament.

 It would be a shame if there were only wands made by Grigovitch and not his.

"Yes, I remember it very clearly..." Ollivander seemed to be caught up in a certain memory, "I found a particularly tall cedar tree in the center of the Black Forest. In order to remove a branch from it, I worked with The group of Bowtruckles have been discussing it for several days...and the phoenix tail feather..."

Ollivander vividly described the origin of the wand as if telling a story, spending more time than the previous two times combined.

five minutes later…

 “Fluorescence.”

A soft white light emitted from the wand, and Ollivander returned the wand to Kyle.

"Thank you everyone!" Dumbledore stood up from the referee's table, "Now you can go back to class...or it would be more convenient to just go down to eat. Anyway, you will be out of class soon."

 After that, they took a group photo of the warriors and a few individual photos. Then finally left the room.

The referees went to the principal's office upstairs together, while Kyle and Fleur were going downstairs to the auditorium for lunch.

However, just when Kyle reached the stairs, a claw-like hand suddenly grabbed his arm.

“Ms. Skeeter, what do you mean?” Kyle frowned.

“Just a few questions, dear… for the Daily Prophet.” Rita Skeeter said with an obvious smirk on her face.

"I think I have clearly refused and will not accept your visit." Kyle said.

However, Rita Skeeter still didn't let go, and even seemed more excited.

Her crocodile leather handbag has been opened, and inside, there is a fancy quill writing something quickly on a roll of parchment.

“The young and handsome warrior finally found his true love at Hogwarts. He was completely immersed in Fleur Delacour’s stunning beauty and wanted to stick to her side almost every moment..."

“Leave the pen alone, Kyle,” Rita Skeeter said. “Can you tell me why you want to sign up?”

"Let's go, Kyle, and ignore her," Fleur said.

"No, I changed my mind." Kyle smiled: "I decided to accept Ms. Skeeter's visit."

 The shorthand quill in the handbag pulsed again.

“He is keen on improving his reputation, and Sir Merlin cannot satisfy him. In order to make himself more famous, he even gave up his date with Miss Fleur..."

Kyle took a deep breath. Fortunately, due to the angle, Fleur couldn't see the words on the parchment from her position.

 Subsequently, after Kyle said a few words to Fleur, he walked into an empty classroom next to him. "Tell me how you feel about the upcoming game." Rita Skeeter asked eagerly as soon as she entered the door: "Are you excited or nervous?"

“All of them.” Kyle found a seat and sat down casually. "But more importantly, I feel lucky."

“Oh?” Rita Skeeter asked curiously, “Is it because I was chosen?”

"No, it's because you're here." Kyle looked her up and down, "You gave me the best excuse."

"Excuse? What do you mean?" Rita Skeeter felt a little out of touch with Kyle's thoughts, which was rarely the case in her career.

"Of course it's an excuse for failure." Kyle stretched and smiled: "I've read your article... To be honest, describing it as **** is a compliment."

"you…"

 “Don’t worry, Miss Skeeter, hear me out.”

Kyle waved his hand, ignored the fast-beating shorthand quill, and continued: "But it's not without its benefits...because once my grades are too bad, I can tell everyone that it was because of reading your article. , will become restless and lose the game.

 In this way, no one will scold me. Do you think I am very lucky? "

 Speaking, Kyle himself laughed first.

Rita Skeeter also smiled, "You can't, you are Sir Merlin..."

"No, I will." Kyle said, "As you just said, I am only fifteen years old and the youngest among the warriors. It is too difficult to win.

 But I don’t want to bear the notoriety caused by failure. This is the only way to keep my reputation, right? "

The smile on Rita Skeeter's face gradually disappeared.

 “They won’t believe it.”

"No, you are wrong, they will believe it." Kyle shook his finger, "It's still a matter of age... I'm three years younger than Fleur and Krum, so I'm naturally at a disadvantage. Even if I fail, it's hard for everyone to say anything. .

But after several centuries, the Triwizard Tournament was restarted for the first time, and Hogwarts was completely defeated on its own territory. You can't keep this anger in your heart. "

Rita Skeeter clutched her handbag tightly, and her shorthand quill finally stopped.

"So I prepared someone for them to vent their anger on... Oh, it's you, Miss Skeeter."

Without even looking at her, Kyle continued: "No one cares about the specific reasons for my failure and whether it has anything to do with your article. All they need is a punching bag.

 And you are exactly the most suitable candidate. "

Kyle stood up and bowed slightly, "Thank you again!"

Rita Skeeter's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water was dripping from her face.

As a person who is famous for playing right and wrong, she knows better than anyone else... no one cares about the truth, they only care about what interests them.

 The initiator of the failure of the Triwizard Tournament, this hat is too big... If Kyle really did what she just said, then she would most likely be doomed.

Rita Skeeter gasped violently.

 She got to know Kyle when she came here. He was a Hufflepuff. He had a good reputation and was a model student in the eyes of the professor.

 Her definition of Kyle is also a Dumbledore-like student.

The result... Looking at Kyle's smiling face, Rita Skeeter felt that she was so wrong.

 “Are you really a Hufflepuff?” she asked dryly.

“It’s true.” Kyle stood up and pushed open the classroom door.

"Oh, by the way." He turned around and said, "I will compensate you after the Triwizard Tournament is over, how about a hundred galleons."

 “Aren’t you afraid that I won’t publish this article?” asked Rita Skeeter.

"I don't think you will." Kyle said, "You are famously not afraid of power. How could you give up publishing an article just because of my few words? This is not the unruly and unruly Sky in my mind. Miss special."

 After saying that, Kyle left without looking back.

Rita Skeeter stood there, her expression changing.

 She was a little lucky.

 Although his definition of Kyle was wrong, fortunately, he also made the same mistake.

Rita Skeeter picked up the parchment full of words and tore it into pieces while making a sarcastic smile.

"We'll see...you really shouldn't have told me this."

 (End of this chapter)