With extraordinary comprehension, I built a floating city at Hogwarts.

In the center of the classroom, three desks were lined up in front of the blackboard, covered with a long piece of velvet.

Behind the velvet-covered desks were six chairs, one of which sat Ludo Bagman.

"Oh! So you're not a warrior after all. Hello Levin, you're the first one here!"

Ludo Bagman was as enthusiastic as ever. He quickly stepped forward and took Levin's hand. "This is your first time participating. You may not know that we've gathered everyone here to help the warriors perform a ritual to test their wands."

"Detection wand?"

Levin asked, somewhat puzzled.

"It's just to check if your wands are working properly; it's a standard procedure for the Triwizard Tournament."

Bagman leaned closer to Levin and whispered, "You know, wands are the most important items for the warriors in the upcoming competition. We must ensure that no one tampers with them. Of course, the expert who will be checking the wands is Ollivander, the old man who sells wands in Diagon Alley. He's one of our own from Hogwarts, so..."

You know what I mean, right?

Soon, Professor Karkaroff, Ms. Maxim, and Mr. Crouch arrived at the small classroom and, guided by Bagman, sat down behind the long velvet table.

The door creaked open, and a blonde witch in a magenta robe darted in. She adjusted her jeweled glasses, and the moment she saw Levin, she raised a thickly drawn eyebrow.

It was Rita Skeeter, an old acquaintance of Levin's.

Hermione slipped in from behind her and stood next to Levin.

Durmstrang and Beauxbatons' young wizards followed Dumbledore in, with Harry bringing up the rear.

“This is Estella Dumont,” Fleur introduced to Caiwen. “She’s a girl from the Dumont family. Her brother David is a famous genius in Beauxbatons, though of course, he’s far inferior to you.”

Beauxbatons does seem to have an imbalance of female and male players, as both of his chosen warriors are girls.

Levin's gaze swept over the other person.

Well, she's not bad looking, but she's nowhere near as good-looking as Furong.

Another warrior of Durmstrang was Polyakov, a boy with a goatee and a hooked nose who followed Karkarov around all day, seemingly as his assistant in managing the students.

"Now, heroes, let the most charming blonde, Rita Skeeter, take you to a wider world. At the request of the Ministry of Magic, we need to take a group photo and interview you—an unprecedented six heroes. After the photo session, please wait a moment; we still need to conduct individual interviews."

Rita tossed her blonde hair. "They made the right choice. I'm the best journalist; my unruly quill pen has exposed countless empty boasts."

“Well, I must say, your article about the International Wizarding Federation Congress was truly superb,” Dumbledore interrupted, his eyes shining. “I especially loved reading the part where you portrayed me as a rigid old madman—This book was compiled by [Baiyoujie], copyright belongs to the original author, the text is for preview only! [Baiyoujie] reminds you: arrange your reading time reasonably and avoid becoming addicted to online novels!”

part."

Rita Skeeter showed no sign of embarrassment.

"I just wanted to point out that some of your views are a bit outdated, Dumbledore, and many wizards outside—"

“I would love to hear your frank reasoning, Rita,” Dumbledore said, smiling and bowing politely, “but I’m afraid we’ll have to discuss this matter another time. Now, let’s take a group photo of the warriors.”

The photographer Rita brought jumped up.

“Uh—okay, let’s take a group photo first,” Rita Skeeter said, her gaze falling on Levin. “Maybe we’ll take some individual photos later.”

Levin rolled his eyes at her. "Don't even think about taking my picture this time, Rita. I'm not a contestant this time; I'm an organizer and a referee."

"That's a real shame," Rita sighed affectedly.

Just as she was about to lead the warriors into the hut one by one, Levin stopped her:

“Miss Skeeter, this isn’t the first time we’ve worked together. This time, the terms are simple: I don’t want to see Hermione and Fleur’s scandalous affair. As for the rest, it’s up to you.”

“Of course, Mr. Green, I would be happy to do your job.”

After waiting for a long time, and after all the warriors had been interviewed one by one, the warriors were led back to the velvet table.

"Please allow me to introduce Mr. Ollivander," Dumbledore said to the warriors after taking his seat in the referee's box. "He will be checking your wands to make sure they are in good condition before the match."

“Miss Delacour, would you like to go first?” Mr. Ollivander said, walking to the open space in the center of the room.

Fleur Delacour gracefully approached Mr. Ollivander and handed him her wand.

“Hmm,” he said.

He twirled the wand between his long, slender fingers as if it were a conductor's baton, causing it to spark with pink and gold. Then he brought the wand close to his eyes, examining it closely.

“Not bad,” he said softly, “nine and a half inches…very strong…made of slag…contains…oh my god…”

“It contains a Veela’s hair,” Fleur said. “It’s my grandmother’s hair.”

“That’s right,” said Mr. Ollivander. “Yes, of course, I myself have never used Veela hair. I find wands made from Veela hair too sensitive and capricious… However, everyone has their own preferences, and since it suits you…”

Mr. Ollivander ran his fingers over the wand, clearly checking for scratches and dents. Then, he whispered, "Orchids in bloom!" A bouquet of flowers bloomed on the wand's tip.

Next were Estella, Krum, and Polyakov. Although some of them weren't made by him, he could immediately identify the material and length of the wands and even point out some minor flaws.

Harry's wand received high praise from him, who called it one of his proudest masterpieces.

Until he saw Hermione's wand.

"A wand made of gold metal? My goodness, I've never seen this kind of craftsmanship before!" Ollivander carefully took the wand, holding it in his hands as if it were a priceless treasure. "It's made entirely of goblin silver, eleven inches long, and the core is... some material I've never seen before, but it must be very powerful. The runes on it seem to be reinforced."

The effects of magic and conduction...

The cores of metal wands are mostly made of Ew's feathers, which Ollivander had never seen before.

He stared at the wand for a full five minutes before reluctantly letting go and looking at the girl.

“Miss Granger, I remember you. It seems you bought your first wand from me.”

“10 3/4 inches, a wand made of grapevine wood, with a dragon heartstring core,” Hermione said generously. “That wand helped me a lot, and the one you have is a gift from Levin.”

“That’s amazing. You are definitely a master wand maker.” Ollivander looked at Levin with burning eyes, wishing he could directly exchange wand-making techniques with him.

Levin broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this address.

He suddenly remembered that he had also talked about Ollivander behind his back in the same way.

Is this retribution after so many years?

Everyone looked at Levin with great surprise, including Dumbledore.

It's important to know that while Ollivander wasn't the only company in the world making wands, only one German wand master, Grigovich, could rival him in fame.

However, they all used traditional wooden wands and magical materials for the cores; none of them ever made a metal wand.

From Ollivander's description, we can tell that this metal wand is not just a gimmick, but is actually usable and seems to be very powerful.

Creating magic, magical Animagus, potions, alchemy, Quidditch, wand making... what can't he do?

Karkaroff and Maxim are increasingly grateful that excluding Levin from the competition was the best decision they ever made.

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Chapter 316: Not getting caught doesn't count as cheating

After the inspection, Ollivander reluctantly returned the metal wand to Hermione.

Karkarov, who was standing nearby, suddenly stood up and questioned:

“Wait, Mr. Ollivander, you just said that this metal wand is more powerful than a regular wand. That seems unfair to the other warriors. I think we should ban him from using this wand in the competition!”

"The Triwizard Tournament doesn't stipulate that champions can't use the improved wand, does it, Karkaroff?" Dumbledore frowned and said with displeasure.

“But the charter prohibits the use of oversized magical items, and in my opinion, Miss Granger’s wand should fall into that category!” Karkaroff argued.

When Karkaroff learned that the wand was made by Levin, he realized something was wrong.

This Levin Green appears to be very close to Hermione Granger, the champion of Hogwarts.

This is not good.

In order to prevent Levin from participating, they had to tolerate him becoming one of the organizers and obtaining a judge's position, a choice that was already biased enough towards Hogwarts.

Who knew that stopping Levin wouldn't stop him from pushing his own men into the Warriors' position?

If Levin were allowed to help this girl without restraint, what would become of him?

Mrs. Maxim agreed with Karkaroff's view, but before she could express her agreement, Levin countered sharply:

"A wand is just a magical tool used in daily life. The power it can unleash depends on the wizard's own ability. How can it be banned just because its power is slightly beyond the norm?"

He glanced at Karkaroff, then at Krum, his tone becoming stern: "If Hermione's wand is really to be banned, then I would suggest that Firebolt, a flying broomstick used in competitions, is also a magical item that disrupts the balance. Everyone should only use Cornflower in the competition."

Cornflower is a brand that focuses on household flying brooms, characterized by "safety" and "reliability," and also features a built-in anti-theft buzzer.

As for speed...

To put it simply, the difference between a fire arrow and a cornflower is like the difference between an Formula 1 race car and a low-speed electric vehicle.

Then, Levin looked at Mrs. Maxim and Fleur, silently apologizing to the girl:

"Furthermore, I think Miss Furong's lineage is also extraordinary. I might need to suggest that she cover her face during the competition to avoid using Veela abilities and affecting the performance of other contestants and the judges' scores!"

Karkaroff was speechless at Levin's words.

As Durmstrang's warrior, one of Krum's biggest advantages is his unparalleled talent as a Quidditch star.

Lady Maxim, standing nearby, obediently shut her mouth. Fleur's selection as a warrior was not only due to her exceptional magic, but also significantly enhanced by her Veela bloodline. If she were to be eliminated, it would be a tremendous loss for Beauxbatons.

Seeing that the three parties were about to start arguing, Ollivander had no choice but to step in and say something fair:

"Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to say a word."

“Miss Granger’s wand was made at least six months ago, so it wasn’t specifically made for this match. I don’t think it’s something to be wary of. Besides, a good wand is crucial for a warrior’s performance. It would be unfair to Miss Granger to have to change her wand at the last minute!”

“That’s right!” Levin immediately chimed in. “If Hermione’s wand really has to be banned, then I suggest that all contestants ban their own wands and use the wands provided by the organizers. What do you think?”

This reason completely refuted Karkaroff and Madame Maxim.

They had no choice but to accept the fact that Hermione could use a powerful wand in the game.

But Karkaroff still said, "In that case, let's leave the wand issue behind, but you must guarantee that you won't provide Miss Granger with any powerful magical items that could affect the competition."

“Of course.” Levin nodded.

He never intended to use magical items to help Hermione cheat.

Otherwise, Gwen and Orianna would also be considered magical items.

Levin has plenty of ways to help Hermione.