She didn't dare say much. Any member of the judging panel could crush her, and she wasn't stupid.
She wrote barbs about Dumbledore because she knew he wasn't the sort of wizard to throw his weight around. His good temper was famous.
Would she dare write that way about Grindelwald or Voldemort? Even leaving those two aside, she didn't dare offend Will.
Mr. Ollivander swept his pale eyes over the group. "Oh, no offense intended, but I think we should start with the Hogwarts students. I made all their wands myself, so the inspections will be quicker."
No one objected. Karkaroff and Madame Maxime also showed the renowned wandmaker considerable respect.
"Oh, let's start with you, Mr. Behrens. You look more alert than ever. You always used to look sleepy."
Will stepped forward.
Before Will had even handed over his wand, Ollivander studied him and recited its details. "Acacia wood, phoenix feather, twelve and a quarter inches, correct?"
"Your memory is as remarkable as ever." Will handed him the wand.
Ollivander took it and examined it closely. "Oh, acacia wood and phoenix feather make an exceptionally rare combination. Few can master them. What a particular wand, and it chose you.
"You've cared for it well, Mr. Behrens. You're a good owner who treasures his wand. It made the right choice."
Mr. Ollivander waved the wand. "Orchideous!"
But the wand refused to oblige. Instead, it sprayed a burst of sparks.
"Well, it seems I can't master it. Your turn, Mr. Behrens. A few simple charms, please?" Ollivander handed the wand back to Will.
Will took it. "Orchideous."
A great mass of vivid flowers burst into bloom. Ollivander clapped. "Excellent. Truly excellent."
He looked to the other side. "Mr. Diggory, you're next."
Ollivander recited Cedric's wand's details just as precisely. "Unicorn tail