The three masters of stick-making, who are at the top of their respective industries, met and naturally engaged in another round of mutual flattery.
"Master Gregorovitch, I heard that you collected a very powerful wand in your early years and conducted a series of studies on it. After so many years, you must have achieved a lot, right?"
Although Gregorovitch was the oldest of the three wand makers, he was in the best mental state of the three, especially after hearing the words "powerful wand".
He looked radiant, as if he had suddenly become decades younger. "Of course, this wand contains extremely powerful magic. Over the years, I have been trying to replicate one exactly, but I have failed every time."
Decades of research have failed to replicate it, so it seems this wand truly is as powerful as the legends say.
Ollivander and Merovingian were both very interested in this, but Gregorovitch was unwilling to say more and changed the subject to the wand testing ceremony.
Although there has never been a situation where four Champion appeared in the previous Triwizard Tournament, some minor surprises still occasionally occur.
For example, during the game, the Champion's wands suddenly malfunctioned.
To prevent such minor accidents from happening, the Champion's wands must be thoroughly inspected before the official competition to ensure that they are fully functional and in good working order.
This Triwizard Tournament is destined to be a tournament that will be remembered in history, because not only did the Goblet of Fire select four Champion, but the wands were also tested by three of Europe's most famous wand makers.
The desks in the small classroom were quickly pushed to the back of the classroom, making room for a large open space.
Three desks were placed side by side in the middle, covered with a long velvet cloth, and five chairs were placed behind the desks.
Bagman and Barty Crouch are setting up some video recording equipment provided by Wayne Enterprises; the wand testing ceremony will be released as a preview before the match begins.
Perhaps the equipment was too complicated, because they couldn't complete the installation even after fiddling with it for a long time.
"Ludo, didn't you bring the instruction manual?"
"Don't worry, Barty, I've memorized the whole instruction manual, I'll get it done soon."
About ten minutes later, Bagman was still fiddling with the equipment.
Barty Crouch didn't look well. "Ludo, are you still not done?"
"It'll be here soon."
It's already class time, and if we keep going like this, it'll probably be dark by then.
Bagman suddenly stopped. "Should I go back and bring the instruction manual?"
Barty Crouch's face darkened. "I'll go with you."
It would definitely take a lot of time to go back and forth, Dumbledore quickly stopped the two.
"Ludo, Barty, the equipment manufacturer is in the castle. I'll send someone to fetch him so you don't have to make a long trip."
Both Bagman and Barty Crouch were somewhat conflicted.
"Okay, Albus Dumbledore, but I need to go to the restroom first."
"Wait for me, Barty, I need to go to the restroom too." Bagman followed Barty Crouch out of the classroom.
The efficiency of the British Ministry of Magic truly opened the eyes of Madame Maxime and Karkaroff.
The Goblet of Goblet of Fire incident hasn't even been investigated yet, and now the installation of some recording equipment has gone wrong again.
Dumbledore returned to the two headmasters. "It's almost time. I was thinking of calling our Champion over as well. What about you?"
Durmstrang, like Beauxbatons, didn't have to attend class today, and Madame Maxime and Karkaroff also felt it was time to bring the Champion over.
The three principals left the room together, while Madame Maxime and Karkaroff left the castle and returned to their carriage and boat, respectively.
Dumbledore strolled leisurely into the Entrance Hall.
Now that only the three great Europe philosophers remain in the small classroom, he couldn't help but worry that their normal academic exchange might turn into a clash of ideas, and then escalate into a quarrel.
Just then, Colin, who didn't have classes in the afternoon, came down the stairs.
He had an old-fashioned Muggle camera hanging around his neck, apparently planning to take some landscape photos outside the castle.
If Dumbledore remembers correctly, this third-year student seems to have a pretty good relationship with Harry.
"Mr. Creevey, could you go to the Potions Classroom for me and bring Vincent, Harry, and Draco to the classroom behind the Entrance Hall?"
The principal gave the order personally, so how could the students dare to refuse?
Given that Colin was a big fan of Harry, he naturally agreed without hesitation.
However, he was still a little hesitant to interrupt Snape's class.
Dumbledore and looked at the Muggle camera on his chest. "It's like this, the Champion want to record a promotional video, but the equipment has just encountered some minor problems. I'd appreciate it if you could help me, Mr. Creevey."
Colin nodded excitedly. "I understand, Professor. I'll bring them over right now."
Dumbledore watched him stride toward the dungeon and thought he had enough courage to interrupt Snape's class.
They've only been gone a short while; the three idiots shouldn't have started arguing yet.
Unfortunately, the normal academic exchange had already ended, because Dumbledore had just returned to the corridor when he heard arguing.
"Gregorovitch, your thinking is too extreme! A wand should not only pursue power, but also be compatible with the user. This is the most important thing to consider."
"Come on! Ollivander, I admit you're highly skilled, but what kind of nonsense are you spouting? Wands choosing wizards? To put it bluntly, that's just an excuse. You're simply incapable of creating wands with high compatibility!"
"Can you stop arguing like children? We're one of the three major Europe— "
"Shut up, Merovingian!"
"Have you even figured out how to make a wand? All you do all day is add some fancy decorations to the exterior!"
Dumbledore quietly entered the classroom and saw Merovingian was red-hot, panting heavily, probably preparing some big move.
"Three masters, could we—"
Gregorovitch seemed unaware of his presence. "Ha— Merovingian, what I hate most are people like you and Ollivander, who only know how to study crooked and evil ways. I wouldn't even deign to be called one of the three great Europe with you!"
Ollivander was furious; his silvery-white eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets.
"And how are you any better than us? Gregorovitch, you've been researching wands for decades without any results. You must have made up this story!"
Dumbledore looked on helplessly as the three rod-wielding masters argued more and more fiercely.
In literature, there is no first place; in martial arts, there is no second. If you can't win an argument, you'll definitely resort to violence.
So before that, Dumbledore decisively drew the Elder Wand to clear the minds of the three masters.
"A pure heart is like still water; still water is the heart."
This is an ancient spell originating from the mysterious East. It is known as the calming spell or the Qing Xin Jue. It can make the person being cast the spell no longer affected by emotions and achieve the effect of quickly calming down.