"Seleus?" Yi Qianqian frowned. "That sounds a little familiar."
"Esmiller Sereus?" Cedric asked.
Harry nodded.
"Oh, I remember! That master wandmaker from France?" Yi Qianqian clapped her hands, looking enlightened.
Several of the others around them nodded too, indicating that they knew of him. There were exceptions, though, such as our young master Ron.
When it came to brains, Ron's worked very well indeed.
If you needed him to think about something, all you had to do was give him a kick. If he did not dare hit back, he would put his mind to work and demonstrate his astonishing powers of thought.
However, as someone with terminal laziness, young master Ron did not like memorizing things.
So, although his extraordinary thinking abilities surpassed most people's, our young master Ron often knew nothing about things that most people knew.
At that moment, he looked utterly blank, completely unaware of what Harry and the others were talking about.
"He's a master wandmaker in France. His family has been making wands for generations, just like the Ollivander Family here," Lavender hurriedly explained, glancing at her bewildered boyfriend.
Although Lavender could not compare with Hermione or Ravenclaw's top students, she was still different from the average Gryffindor.
Most of the time, she was a little quieter and enjoyed reading. As a result, Lavender knew things that ordinary Gryffindors did not.
"They make wands in France too?" Ron nodded and spoke without thinking.
The moment those words left his mouth, however, everyone else looked at him as though he were an idiot.
"Of course they make wands in France. Where else would their wands come from?" Hermione looked thoroughly disdainful.
"I thought they were all passed down through their families." Ron spread his hands. "The year before last, during the Magic Cup Triwizard Tournament,