Chapter 1205 (1/2)
”What is the side view of?”
Krum was a little bit confused. He looked at the van Lin and Hermione in the dance floor, and then Harry
”Well, I admit, I don't know what it is, but it's clear that he and his daughter have spent the whole holiday looking for them...” Harry felt he was trying to explain Luna and his father's eccentric behavior. ”It's her,” he said, pointing to Luna, who was still ecstatic, waving her arms like a mosquito.
”What is she doing?” Asked Krum.
”Maybe trying to get rid of a harassment.” Harry said he felt that was the symptom. Krum is now not sure whether the man in front of him is taking his own pleasure. He pulls the wand out of his robe and puts it on his leg, and he is ready to get up and leave.
”Gregovic!” Harry yelled, and Krum was terrified, but Harry couldn't care much, and he was so excited; when he saw Krum's wand, he remembered that olivarden mentioned it when he checked everyone's wand in the three world championship.
”What's wrong with him?” ”Krum said in surprise.
”He's a wand maker.”
”I know that,” Krum said. ”The wand he made for you! That's why I think Quedditch... ”
The more cloum listened, the more confused he was.
”How can you know the wand gregovic made for me?”
”Ah, I I think it was read somewhere, ”Harry said.” it's Well ”His improvisation seems to have let Krum's nerves relax a little bit,” a fan magazine said.
”I don't remember talking to the fans about the wand.” Krum muttered.
”Maybe there are too many interviews. Forget it. You can ignore that first. Then Well Where is gregovic now? ”
Krum looked at him in a puzzled way.
”He has been in hiding for many years. My wand is his last product. I think the wand he made is the best Of course, I understand that most of you in the UK prefer Olivander's products. ”
Harry stopped saying anything. He pretended to watch the ball with Krum, but he was thinking about it in his head.
Harry can't help thinking about the reason Voldemort is painstakingly searching for such a famous wand maker. It must be because of the flashback spell between their wands on the day Voldemort was raised. I'm afraid even Olivander can't fully understand why the two wands with the same phoenix tail feather resonate like that.
How much will gregovic know? Does it know more than Olivander? How much secret does Olivander know about wand?
”That girl is beautiful.” Krum's words awakened Harry from his contemplation. Crum is referring to Ginny, who is now with Luna. ”Is she your relative too?”
”Yes,” Harry replied, feeling a little annoyed. ”It's pretty, but the man has followed others. The man is a careful eye and can't afford it.”
”Yes,” Krum said, with a dismay, ”the price of being an internationally famous Quidditch player is that beautiful girls are picked away?”
After all, Krum took a sandwich from the waiter who passed by, and then turned and walked away along the dance floor.
Harry wanted to find van Lin as soon as possible and tell him about gregovic, but the guy was dancing in the middle of the dance floor with Hermione.
But Ron did not know where to go, those little sister Meiwa, Ron can proudly declare that he belongs to the kind of near water tower, lotus will help him, will not.
Harry wants to find Ginny again, but Ginny is jumping with Lee Jordan now. Harry wants to guarantee Ron and walks away painfully. Harry had never attended Muggle wedding before, so he could not compare the merits of Wizarding wedding and Muggle wedding. What he can only understand is that as the night gets deeper and deeper, the party becomes carnival. The wedding party's laughter is just like all other good times, and it is a bit fleeting.
Fred and George and Ron were running to a crazy place with Furong's cousins; Charlie, Hagrid and others sat in the corner singing the famous hero Oddo.
Harry encountered Ron's uncle in his wandering, and it took a long time to tell whether Harry was his son. Harry found an old wizard sitting alone at the table. Her white white hair made him look more like an old dandelion, and had a felt hat that had been eaten by insects. He looks familiar. Harry was racking his brains back.
Suddenly, he remembered that this was the eulogy of EFIA Togo, a member of the Phoenix, and Dumbledore. Harry walked towards him.
”I can sit like this?”
”Of course, of course,” Dogo replied. He has a high tone and a very old voice. Harry put together.
”Mr. Togo, this is Harry Potter.”
Togo was shocked.
”My child, Arthur told me you were here and would pretend to be I'm so glad to see you. ” Togo poured Harry a glass of champagne with surprise and joy. ”I want to write something for you,” he whispered, ”in Dumbledore After that blow For you, I think There was a little tear in Togo's eyes.”I saw your obituary in the prophet's daily,” said Harry. ”I didn't expect you knew so much about Professor Dumbledore.”
”No,” said Dogo, wiping his eyes hastily, ”but I should have known him the longest, if you don't count aberforth Of course, no one will remember aberforth. ”
”Speaking of the Daily Prophet, I wonder if you have noticed, Mr. Dogo?”
”Boy, just call me efeia.”
”Emilia, I don't know if you've seen Rita Skeeter's articles about professors?”
There was anger on Dogo's face.
”Yes, Harry, I see it. That woman, or greedy, is more appropriate. Talking about her really gives me a headache. I'm sorry that I've become so rude now. It's this stupid woman who has exhausted me
”What do you think of it?” Harry continued, ”Rita Skeeter said in her article that the professor had been involved in the dark arts as a young man.”
”Don't believe that nonsense,” Dogo said immediately. ”Don't believe a word, Harry. Don't let those rumors taint your sacred Albus Dumbledore.”
Harry saw Dogo's categorical denial, but more and more confused. Should Harry have believed in his resolute denial? Doesn't he understand that I need to know the whole truth?