Looking at Ollivander who was in a sluggish state, Dumbledore couldn't help but raised his right hand and rubbed his slightly sore forehead. From yesterday to today, he had seen similar situations too many times.
Lina always seems to be able to question the common perceptions of everyone in the magical world from some very strange angles.
"Ahem, Mr. Ollivander, you don't have to worry too much about this problem. As far as I know, most of the graduates of Hogwarts still use the wands they purchased when they enrolled. We will continue to do the same as before.
, go ahead and pick out your wand."
Dumbledore coughed lightly, glared majestically at Elena who was still about to say something, and lightly patted Ollivander's shoulder in an attempt to get everything back on track.
"Oh, yes, yes. Honey, please raise your arms."
Ollivander suddenly came back to his senses, and with a slight snap of his fingers, the silver tape measure automatically unfolded, flying and began to measure Elena's size. Ollivander himself shuttled between the shelves, busy placing the items on the shelf.
The long wand case was moved down.
"Every Ollivander wand contains super powerful magical substances, and this is its essence, Miss Kaslana."
Ollivander returned to Elena with a pile of rickety long boxes, explaining, "We use unicorn hair, phoenix tail feathers, dragon tendons, snake nerves, etc. as the core of the wand.
, if you want to fully utilize these powerful magic items, you need to be at least four or five years older."
"Dragon tendons? Snake nerves?"
The silver-haired little Luoli keenly captured the words in Ollivander's mouth, and before Dumbledore could stop him, he quickly asked, "These magical substances can still remain active after being stripped from living magical creatures."
——Um, did I mean magical properties?”
"Of course, in a sense, every wand has its own life. It is an art, not a simple stick."
The old man nodded proudly. The Ollivander family's determination of the core and wood materials of the wand, the process of integrating them and selecting the ideal owner of the wand have always been secrets coveted by other wand makers.
"alright."
Regarding this topic, Ollivander obviously didn't have much desire to discuss it in depth. He took out a wand from the long box in his arms and handed it to the front, "Then, Miss Elena, try this one. Grapevine Wood."
The dragon's heart tendon is ten and three-quarter inches, and you who have extraordinary wisdom may be more suitable."
Gulu~
At this moment, Ollivander was sure he heard a very slight sound of swallowing saliva.
Elena took the wand and whispered softly.
"In other words, the sealed magic and ingredients in each wand (whispering)... all have a long shelf life?"
As he spoke, the eyes of the silver-haired little Luoli gradually became intense. He raised his head and looked at the densely packed long boxes around him, and lightly licked his upper lip with his little tongue - each wand is a miniature can.
!
Buzz~
The wand held in Elena's hand trembled strangely, and the sheen flowing on the wooden surface instantly dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Oh, my God." Before Elena could react, Mr. Ollivander's expression changed and he immediately took the wand from her hand.
"Maple wood, 13 inches long, the heart tendon of the fire dragon. Try it -" This time, before the silver-haired little Luoli could even hold the wand, as soon as her fingertips touched the wand, the wand shook slightly.
He trembled for a moment, and then became disheartened.
"No, no - try this one, beech with unicorn tail hair, 9 inches 7, tolerant and full of wisdom, very flexible...hiss..."
As Elena tried wands one after another, she could clearly see that a series of fine beads of sweat had appeared on Mr. Ollivander's forehead, and there were piles of sweat on the benches and on the floor of the wand shop.
I picked up all kinds of magic wands, and without exception, they all showed a kind of deathly silence.
Even in the later stages, like some kind of terrible infectious disease, row after row of wands lost their activity under Elena's fingers, and the entire wand shop was filled with an indescribably weird atmosphere.
"Hey, hey, it's a bit too much?!"
Elena raised her eyebrows in displeasure. Why did other protagonists see all kinds of strange lights after entering the wand shop, but she was like a plague god, and all the wands seemed to be dead when they were in her hands.
"Calm down, don't be anxious, don't be anxious."
Ollivander took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and took a deep breath. He didn't know whether it was more to comfort Elena or to comfort himself.
After dealing with wands for so many years, Ollivander has never seen a wizard who can make wands feel fear like this - yes, fear.
As the caster of these wands, he could definitely feel the slight tremor from each wand, as if a small animal had encountered a vicious predator.
"A um, a rather special customer. I think you can always find one here that is least afraid of you, uh, I mean the one that is most suitable and close to you - let me think about it - that's right!"
Ollivander glanced at Dumbledore, slapped his forehead suddenly in realization, rushed into the shelf and pulled out a long box that seemed to have been deliberately placed in the corner, and handed it to Elena solemnly.
"An extraordinary combination of holly wood and phoenix feathers, eleven inches long. The holly wood, which symbolizes endurance and perseverance, and the phoenix feathers of courage and hope, I think there should be no problem."
"Um, Professor Dumbledore..."
Elena blinked and subconsciously looked back at Dumbledore. Isn't this the wand of the savior Harry Potter? She wasn't worried that the wand chose her, she was afraid of what might happen.
I accidentally scared this little wand to death. What will I do when Harry comes?
"Is there any problem? As recommended by Mr. Ollivander, let's try it first..."
Dumbledore smiled gently and had no other reaction.
"Sigh - to be honest, I have an ominous premonition -"
Elena sighed, and picked up the wand under Ollivander's expectant and anxious eyes.
As she held the end of the wand, the entire Ollivander's Wand Shop suddenly remembered a loud phoenix chirping, and red light flickered from the head of the wand, dyeing the space with a warm golden color.
.
Mr. Ollivander breathed a sigh of relief, clapped with a smile on his face and said, "Oh, great! Really, great... Huh?!"
I saw that the wand in Elena's hand seemed to have suddenly gone crazy, trembling violently at an unprecedented rate, which was more intuitive and violent than the state displayed by all previous wands.
Whoosh~
Snap.
Next, the crazy phoenix wand broke free from the palm of the silver-haired little Luoli and rushed upwards. After hitting the hard ceiling heavily, it lost strength and fell to the ground again.
"Um, so this wand, which symbolizes courage... was scared away by me?"
Elena had a dark face and rubbed her palms with an expression on her face - because she worked too hard, there was an obvious red mark on her palms. She had decided that during her time at Hogwarts
, she must eat a meal of phoenix meat to relieve her anger.
"……probably."
Ollivander nodded sluggishly, glanced at Elena and the "corpse" of wands scattered around her with a kind of surprise, and fell into a long silence. For him, for a while and a half,
I can't find a suitable wand.
At this time, Dumbledore, who had been quietly acting as a spectator, suddenly broke and said.
"It seems, Garrick, you need to order an extra wand for Miss Elena Kaslana, just like you did before."
In fact, before Garrick Ollivander took over the family business, most wandmakers in the wizarding world were more casual in this regard. A customer would often give the wandmaker their favorite wand they had inherited from their ancestors.
, or a magical substance trusted by the family.
This perception did not change until Garrick Ollivander, the Mr. Ollivander in front of them, appeared.
Garrick Ollivander was a purist who insisted that the core of the best wand would never be the whisker of a customer's beloved cat or the white nectar that saved the customer's father from poisoning.
Twigs, or the hair of a mermaid the customer encountered while on vacation in Scotland.
In contrast, the best wands contain a magically powerful core made of carefully selected materials that complement the properties of the core, and are chosen from the wizards who most appeal to the wand.
Although everyone was initially opposed to this subversive way of making wands, people soon discovered the fact: Ollivander's wands were superior to any other wands.
"Customized wand? It seems like this is the only way."
Ollivander frowned. Although he was a little reluctant, it seemed that this was the only way at present. After all, the long-established Ollivander family's signature could not be flawed in his hands, but there was still another
question.
"I do have a few options for the material of the wand, but Albus, what should I use for the core?"
"A hair."
"My hair."
Dumbledore and Elena's voices sounded almost at the same time.
Ollivander thought carefully, spread his hands, and said seriously.
"No. If I'm not wrong, this Miss Elena Kaslana should be a half-Veela, right? The magic material contained in her hair is not enough to construct a powerful wand."
"She doesn't need an overly powerful wand." Dumbledore shook his head. "The magical potential in her body is already amazing enough. For her, the most important thing is to learn how to control it, rather than pursuing more power.
strength. I think this shouldn’t be difficult for you, Garrick, right?”
As he spoke, Dumbledore waved his wand gently, and a long silver hair fell off silently and floated into Ollivander's hand.
"Well, okay. If you insist. However, let's agree in advance that custom-made wands are not cheap. As for the material, I suggest choosing black walnut."
Ollivander pondered for a while, then shrugged helplessly and agreed.
"Wait a minute, hey, there's one more little request..."
Elena gritted her teeth, pulled out several long silver hairs from her head in one breath, and handed them to Ollivander's hands with tears in her eyes.
Ouch~ It hurts so much~~?
Then, little Luoli begged with a sweet and fawning look, "Grandpa Ollivander, can you help me make two wands? After all, I am special. If one breaks, I still have a spare."
Two? Ollivander looked at the silver-haired little Luoli in front of him with a dumbfounded smile. Did this little girl think wand casting was a simple craftsman's job? He shook his head and said proudly.
"Every Ollivander's wand is unique, so..."
"Ahem," Dumbledore looked at the tearful little silver-haired Luoli and cleared his throat, "I remember that there was a community of unicorns living in the Forbidden Forest..."
"Of course, because we cherish the use of magical materials, we occasionally use the same materials to make wands. Leave an address and I will have the owl send it to you in a week."
Ollivander changed his words without hesitation, not noticing the subtle change in Dumbledore's expression next to him.
"Huh? Thank you Professor Dumbledore, thank you Mr. Ollivander."
Elena was overjoyed and thanked her repeatedly - black walnut, that's a very rare wood for making chopsticks, ah, it's the top wood for wands.
(Click to view the introduction of black walnut)
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PS: Regarding the previous chapter, it should be noted that the protagonist did not propose a new concept, but inspired Ollivander from the path of studying materials and staff cores to the path of the alien staff form.
Just like after the emergence of hard pens, quill pens gradually disappeared from mainstream society. Since wands became a systematic production, exotic wands have completely withdrawn from the market. But short and simple wands in the form of small wooden sticks have become
has become a mainstream format, but this does not mean that it has complete advantages and applicability in all scenarios. For example, some people like big swords and big sticks.
PS2: I have placed a description of the wand material in the extra chapter, which is imported from pottermore. Young wizards who are interested can check it out.
PS3: Please give me your recommendation votes, 嘤嘤嘤~~This is a super big chapter of nearly 4,000 words.
PS4: I stayed up late to write this chapter and finished the wand story in one go. This way, everyone won’t have to wait too long and can watch my story smoothly.