Recently, Albert found himself in a little trouble, which came from his rejection of Yanila's invitation to the dance a few days ago. Now no matter what class Albert is in, Yanila will quietly listen. Although Yanila, who did not wrap her face with a scarf, was not as charming as Furong, it was still difficult for the boys in the class to concentrate in class. For this reason, Albert was forced to sit in the last row of the classroom.
Although the professors were somewhat dissatisfied with this, none of them would do something so rude as to blame the distinguished guest.
With Yanila's bad example, Albert soon found that several more girls came to the classroom where he taught, which made the professors even more unhappy.
"Okay, what do you want to do?"
In order to nip the worst situation in the bud, Albert decided to confront Yanila.
"It's quite interesting to listen to the lectures of the professors at Hogwarts." Yanila pretended not to understand and said with a smile, "The contents of the courses at Beauxbatons and Hogwarts are quite different."
"I remember that many schools' spells classes use the Standard Spells series." Albert said, staring into Yanila's eyes.
"Professors teach in different ways." Yanila was not embarrassed. As a singer, she was much better than others in some aspects.
"I suggest you just say it directly," Albert reminded kindly.
"You should be a gentleman when dealing with a beautiful girl. I heard that British men are very gentlemanly." Yanila winked at Albert. If it were any other man, he would have been fascinated by the girl's delicate face and lively personality.
"Maybe it's because I'm not a gentleman!" Albert bluntly admitted that he lacked gentlemanly manners.
"You..." Yanila was choked.
"Okay, Miss Yanila, I know you're worried about your dance partner, but I won't change my mind, so you can give up. Besides, I don't actually like dancing, and my dancing skills are terrible." Albert didn't want to beat around the bush and made the matter clear directly.
"It doesn't matter, as long as I can dance." Yanila said nonchalantly.
"Do you know how I usually solve troubles like yours?" Albert said suddenly.
"How to solve it?" Yanila suddenly had a bad feeling.
"As long as you forget a small part of your memory, it will be fine." Albert's expression became more kind. "To be honest, I am still very confident in my forgetfulness spell."
"You are really not a gentleman at all." Yanila couldn't help but complain.
"No, actually I am still a gentleman, otherwise I wouldn't be telling you all this here." Albert was very satisfied with his way of persuasion, and the effect was really good.
"Well, I think you wouldn't mind dancing with me!" Yanila put her face close to Albert's ear and whispered.
The girl compromised.
She didn't want to gamble at all whether Albert would dare to use the Oblivion Spell on her.
Without giving Albert a chance to refuse, Yanila stood up and walked away.
After the girl walked away, Albert said to the flower bed not far away: "She's gone, come out."
Just as he finished speaking, Fred, George, Lee Jordan and a group of girls appeared from nowhere.
"I told you before, the Disillusionment Charm can't fool Albert."
“We’re just… a little curious.” Lee Jordan smiled awkwardly. They hid in a nearby flower bed and eavesdropped, but they were unable to hear what the two were talking about.
"What does she want you to do?" Angelina asked impatiently.
"About the Yule Ball," said Albert. "I said I had a date."
"I think she wants to get to know you and pursue you." Lee Jordan's face was full of envy that he couldn't hide. "I wonder when I can be as popular as you."
"I suggest you go back to sleep now. Anything is possible in your dreams." Fred reached out and patted Lee Jordan's shoulder, teasing.
"Albert, who is your dance partner?"
"Keep it secret for now." Albert did not intend to reveal the news. After all, he had used Katrina as a shield, so he should not cause unnecessary trouble to the other party.
"I can almost foresee that there will be a bunch of girls asking you to dance at the ball," George suggested with a smile. "You'd better find someone to practice dancing with. As a Hogwarts warrior, it's not good for you to be a bad dancer. Fred dances well, you can practice with him... ahem, I mean you can practice with other girls. There are many girls here who know how to dance."
George changed his words under the oppressive stares of a group of girls.
"Don't be silly, of course I can dance." Albert tried to divert everyone's attention: "I think you should think about your dance partner."
At this moment, a junior girl trotted over here, stopped in front of Albert, and said with a red face: "Mr. Bagman asked me to take you to..."
"Detecting wands?" Albert finished the sentence for the other party.
"Yes, testing the wand, and it seems we need to take pictures."
"I'm afraid I have to go first. See you later." Albert said hello to the others and motioned for the little girl to lead the way. When he went there, there were only two people in the classroom, Rita Skeeter and the cameraman, Master Zuo.
"Long time no see, Rita Skeeter." Albert greeted the witch in front of him, "It's really unpleasant to see you here. It seems that you are planning to take this opportunity to stir up trouble again."
"You don't mind if I do an interview with you, right? I heard you have a good relationship with the warriors of Beauxbatons." Rita Skeeter was not embarrassed at all.
"You know, I don't like being in the newspapers. Believe me, you have better choices." Albert suggested to Rita Skeeter to interview the savior Harry Potter.
"There's a lot of interest in you," Rita Skeeter said, pulling parchment and a quill from her alligator bag.
"If you really want to interview me, I suggest you change your quill pen, or I can help you change one. You know, I hate the language processed by your quill pen." Albert kindly reminded, "I hate it even more when it appears in the Daily Prophet."
Rita Skeeter pouted and gave up reporting on Albert.
She has her own plans. If she wants to succeed, she needs to know which people she cannot offend and which things she cannot report.
Rita Skeeter once thought that Albert Anderson was just a relatively talented Muggle wizard. When the other party won the International Wizarding Chess Championship, she cleverly used her ability to make up stories based on pictures and fabricated a lot of popular gossip. However, she hit a wall and was found by the other party.
Albert pointed out her Animagus identity as soon as they met and threatened her with it. Although the two sides finally reached a settlement and promised not to publish Albert's reports indiscriminately, Rita Skeeter did not take the matter too seriously, because as long as she reported her Animagus to the Ministry of Magic and paid a high fine, the matter would be over.
But Rita Skeeter hesitated. If Animagus's identity was exposed, it would be difficult for her to obtain more valuable information in this way. People would inevitably be wary of her, and those who hated him would definitely make trouble for her.
It was obviously more cost-effective to reach a settlement with Anderson, but it was a risk, but it was worth it. Without those exclusive news, it would be difficult for Rita Skeeter to write news that satisfied everyone. The reputation accumulated over the years would soon disappear, and people would soon forget who Rita Skeeter was.
Although Rita Skeeter has a bad reputation now, she is famous after all, and her articles are hot-selling and popular, and she even has a group of loyal fans.
However, Rita Skeeter could not see through the man in front of her. He was definitely not a Muggle wizard. A Muggle wizard could not obtain the title of Wizengamot British Youth Representative, let alone the authorization of the Order of Merlin, Class III. This was the hidden rule of the wizarding world. They would only award the Wizengamot British Youth Representative and the Order of Merlin to pure-blood wizards.
However, this rule was broken by the other party, and Albert, who broke the rule, was still safe and sound, which is very telling.
The classroom door was pushed open again, and Filch walked in with velvet. He first placed three desks together, and then covered them with a long piece of velvet.
Five more chairs were placed behind the velvet-covered desk.
Not long after, Fleur walked into the classroom, followed by Ludo Bagman, the Head of the Department of Magical Sports and Physical Education who had not been having a good time recently. He forced a smile at Albert and then chatted with Rita Skeeter.
Cameraman Fu Zuo was very interested in Furong and kept observing her out of the corner of his eye. However, Furong was too lazy to even look at him and just sat down next to Albert.
"I heard that Yanila has been bothering you recently." Furong spoke to Albert in French. With her level of English, it was difficult for her to communicate with others.
"She's just interested in the courses at Hogwarts." Albert smiled.
"Do you believe that?" Furong said contemptuously, "That woman is really stubborn."
Albert made no comment.
"However, this kind of thing is actually quite rare. It is undeniable that the woman was quite popular when she was in Beauxbatons. If her suitors knew that you treated her like this, they would probably cause trouble for you."
Furong was actually very curious about the man in front of her. What charm did he have that attracted Yanila? Even her cousin Louise liked him very much.
While the two were talking, the door of the classroom opened again and Viktor Krum walked in. He still had a gloomy face as usual, and stood quietly in the corner, not talking to anyone else.
Fleur glanced at Krum and suddenly asked, "By the way, are you still in touch with Louise?"
"What's wrong with her?" Albert asked.
"She closed the soda shop and opened a witch beauty shop with two American friends she had just met."
"She mentioned it in her letter."
"She seemed to say that this shop is related to you?" Furong looked at Albert, "Could it be that you supported her in opening that witch beauty shop?"
"You overthink it." Albert shook his head.
At this moment, someone knocked on the classroom door again, and Harry Potter appeared outside the classroom, immediately attracting the attention of Ludo Bagman. The Director of the Department of Sports and Physical Education of the Ministry of Magic was very enthusiastic about Harry. Rita Skeeter, who was talking to him, was even more enthusiastic about Harry and directly pulled him to the broom room for an exclusive interview.
Moments after the two had left, Dumbledore came in with Professor Karkaroff, Madame Maxime, Mr. Crouch and Mr. Ollivander, and sat down on the five chairs prepared by Filch, his eyes sweeping over the three people in the classroom.
"Harry isn't here yet?"
"Rita Skeeter said she wanted to give Harry an exclusive interview," Ludo Bagman explained. "I don't think they've gone far."
Dumbledore went outside and returned a moment later with Harry and Rita Skeeter.
Dumbledore still adhered to his habit of talking less nonsense. After briefly explaining the reasons to everyone, the wand testing ceremony officially began.
Fleur, who was sitting next to Albert, was the first warrior to be tested. Mr. Ollivander seemed surprised that the core of Fleur's wand was actually a Veela hair. The even more surprising news was that Fleur's hair came from her grandmother. Although Albert had known that Fleur had Veela blood, Fu Zuo, who had been staring at Fleur, seemed to think this was a good topic.
Albert was the second warrior to be tested, and Mr. Ollivander seemed to prefer talking about his own work rather than the work of others.
"You know what? Wizards and witches who have successfully paired redwood wands are always very attractive. When I send them out of my studio, I always look forward to hearing about their exciting achievements in the future." Mr. Ollivander smiled at Albert and said, "In fact, I am very glad that it didn't take me long to hear about your deeds."
"It's in excellent condition. I can tell you've been taking care of it regularly."
"It's very easy to use and always brings me luck," Albert said with a smile.
"I remember you didn't believe this at first." Mr. Ollivander waved his wand, and a string of silvery-white smoke came out, forming a smoke raven, which flew out of the open window into the faint sunlight.
"I still stick to my point of view. Redwood wands themselves do not bring luck. They are just strongly attracted to certain wizards, and those wizards already have the admirable ability to turn danger into safety, make the right choices, and seize the advantages in danger." Mr. Ollivander nodded to Albert and said, "Obviously, that is your ability, not the luck brought to you by the wand."
Krum was the third warrior to be tested, and his wand came from another outstanding wandmaker, Gregorovitch.
Gregorovitch retired a few years ago, and Albert has several wands made by Gregorovitch himself. These wands have one characteristic: they are usually more powerful.
Perhaps, it is for this reason that Gregorovitch tried to copy the Elder Wand!
Harry was the last warrior to be tested. Mr. Ollivander simply stared at the wand for a long time, gave it a simple test, and then declared it to be in very good condition. He returned the wand to Harry without revealing the news of the two wands to anyone.
This is the end of the wand test.
After taking a group photo of everyone, Rita Skeeter asked to take individual photos of the warriors, but Albert ignored her. He nimbly dodged the other party's outstretched hand and walked straight towards Mr. Ollivander.
"Mr. Ollivander, I have something to tell you. Do you mind wasting a few minutes here with me?" Albert called out to the wand maker who was about to leave.
"Is there something wrong? Mr. Anderson." Mr. Ollivander and several others looked at Albert in surprise.
"I want to talk to you alone." Albert motioned Mr. Ollivander to follow him.
"Oh, okay!" Mr. Ollivander was still happy to hear what Albert wanted to say to him.
The two entered an empty classroom. After making sure that no one was around, Albert said to Mr. Ollivander, who was staring at him curiously, "In two years, you will most likely run into some big trouble. I suggest that you go out before next winter. It's best to travel around the world and don't let people find you easily. If you have family, it's best to go with them."
"What?" Mr. Ollivander was a little surprised. He probably didn't expect Albert to say such a thing.
"You can think of this as a fortune teller's well-intentioned advice that can help you avoid some trouble." Albert said calmly: "I originally wanted to invite you to participate... It seems that there is no chance."
"Fortune teller?" Mr. Ollivander stared at Albert with surprise, as if he wanted to see something from his face.
"I suggest you observe the situation next year and then consider my suggestion. It will be good for you." Albert kindly reminded: "By the way, please don't spread this matter. Many people don't believe that I have such ability."
"So, you knew the content of the Triwizard Tournament from the beginning." Mr. Ollivander was very smart.
"This is a matter of personal ability, not cheating." Albert defended, "The first project is the dragon, I think that's enough for you to verify what I said."
"You are right, that is indeed a matter of personal ability." Mr. Ollivander smiled and said, "Thank you for your advice, Mr. Anderson. I will consider it carefully."