Although many wizards had been eager to bring their wands inside after all the agitation and persuasion early that morning,
when they watched a wizard who had actually acted on it get hauled away, the others hesitated for a while, especially the wizard right behind him who was about to enter.
He had no time to hesitate at all. Looking at the Auror before him, whose expression was far from friendly after taking down someone just moments ago, he instinctively handed over his wand.
Hearing the hushed discussion behind him, the wizard's face darkened. But his wand had already been handed over... so he simply pulled his robes close and hurried forward.
After that, the line moved much more smoothly. Watching wizard after wizard ahead of them, who had likely hidden their wands in all sorts of ways—including, but not limited to, inside their boots and trousers—only to hand them over after being caught, Barty Jr. blinked.
"So it really is like that."
"There may not be a problem now, but the tournament lasts more than one day."
Manus tightened his grip on Barty Jr.'s hand.
"There'll still be trouble over the next few days. Don't let your guard down."
"We didn't bring any wands."
The group led by Manus, who had not even brought their wands with them, made the staff pause. After glancing at the children behind them, they nodded.
"Sorry, but we may need to use an instrument to inspect you."
"No problem."
Griffin spoke with the man, while Manus looked at the instrument he had taken out. Judging by this magical structure...
Was it merely scanning for traces of magic?
Wouldn't that mean any magical item would trigger a response?
"Beep—"
Manus suppressed the magical traces on his Spider-Silk Robe, but the instrument still sounded. Barty