DNF meets Harry Potter

Chapter 12 Ollie to the Wand Shop
Carl looked at the only and only wand shop in the whole of England in front of him. Although he had watched a movie in his previous life and was a little psychologically prepared, he still couldn't help being shocked.

The reason is that the place is so dilapidated that even the most important signboard of a store has been seriously peeled off, hanging wobbly on the door plaque. Such a scene made him really unable to share the dream of Harry Potter fans all over the world in his previous life. Want to come to the holy place together.

The sign above the shop reads: Ollivander, who has been making excellent wands since 380 BC.Inside the dusty window, on a faded purple upholstery stood a lone wand.

Carl couldn't help rubbing his head and let out a sigh: "I said Ollivander, you are the last direct descendant of the three Peverell brothers who dared to make a deal with the god of death, why don't you be so ignorant, in terms of decoration? Let's suppress Gringotts no matter what."

Carl looked through the window and found that Harry was already picking out his wand, so he pushed open the door that might fall down with a little effort and walked in.

As for Hagrid, his wand had been broken by the Ministry of Magic a long time ago, so he didn't dare to enter Ollivander's wand shop. The old guy had been making wands for decades, and he knew something was wrong with just a glance at Hagrid's umbrella.So at this time he should prepare a birthday present for Harry, which is the white owl named Hedwig.

"Little gentleman, please wait a moment, Mr. Potter has just started picking out his wand..." Ollivander heard the sound of the door opening, looked back, and said softly to Carl.

His eyes are big, a little light in color, shining like two small light bulbs in the dimly lit shop.

"Mr. Potter, this is where your parents bought their first wand. I still remember it as if it happened yesterday. It's ten and a quarter inches long, made of willow, and it's easy to cast. fast."

"Your father was a little different. Maybe he was a bit fiddly before he met your mother? He chose a mahogany wand, eleven inches long, with which he had good success with Transfiguration. "

Carl: "..."

Basically all the wands in the UK are sold here...

With a serious expression, Ollivander took out a tape measure with silver scales from his pocket.For him, making wands and helping little wizards choose wands are also the most sloppy things in life.

The tape measure automatically pulled away, over Harry's shoulders and began to measure various sizes, from head to shoulder to arm...

Carl felt that the old man probably knew more about the data on him than Harry himself.

And since he really couldn't understand Ollivander's operation, didn't he say that the wand chooses the wizard?Why measure these like making clothes? Is it possible that Ollivander chose the wand for the little wizard based on big data?
"Come, try this wand."

Harry took the wand from Ollivander, feeling a little bewildered in his hand.

"Try to wave it, Mr. Potter." He gently guided.

"boom!"

Harry waved his wand, and a vase in the shop shattered.

"I'm sorry, sir." Harry said apologetically.

"It's okay, it seems that this one is not good, let's try this one again."

……

After repeated experiments, just when Carl couldn't help reminding Ollivander to bring out the holly wand, he finally chose the right wand for the little savior.

"Perhaps this one will work?" Ollivander murmured, taking a wand from the top box.

Harry took the wand, the tip of the wand was radiant, his hair was covered with a layer of golden brilliance, and the surrounding walls were reflected with dazzling spots of light, and the somewhat dark room suddenly brightened.

"It's really worthy of being the savior, and this force is high!" Carl admired in his heart.

"Wonderful, really amazing!" Ollivander jumped up dancing.

"This posture is only short of a basketball and a piece of chicken. Maybe he can fly?" Carl looked at Ollivander, who was a little out of control, and was speechless.

"Excuse me, sir. Excuse me. What makes you feel strange?" Harry asked with some doubts.

"Dear Mr. Potter, every wand I sell I remember exactly when they were sold and who they were. It just so happens that this wand and the other have a core from the same phoenix feather." Ollivander explained with a smile.

"The name of the other phoenix is ​​Fox, and it is the one owned by Old Deng." Carl added inwardly.

"The amazing thing is that this wand chose you, because its brother left this scar for you." Ollivander walked over and gently stroked Harry's lightning-shaped scar with his bony fingers .

"The body of the yew wood, ten 03:30 inches long, fell into the hands of the man, and caused this scar, alas... If I had known, I would have..."

"You just charged a few hundred extra Galleons for advertising? Which little wizard came to you and returned empty-handed?" Carl continued to complain.

In addition, Carl looked at the small shop that was in disarray after Harry Potter finished choosing his wand, and suddenly understood why Ollivander's wand shop, which monopolized the whole of the UK, was so broken.The weapons of all British wizards come from this, and it is unbearable to visit the Lingxiao Temple a few times a day in this situation.

"Finally, Mr. Potter, it is the wand that chooses the wizard, and once a wand chooses its owner, it will follow him for the rest of his life until his death. And after the wizard dies, the magic power of the wand will also dissipate, completely becoming a magic wand." It's a useless stick, so you must treat him well." Ollivander finally warned with earnestness.

"Well, sir, don't worry, I will definitely cherish it." The little savior tightly held the wand in his hand, a gleam in his eyes.

Then Karl couldn't help but rolled his eyes when he heard these words: "He tui~, I believe you, you bastard, you are a very bad old man."

Voldemort was fooled by your words.

Who is the MVP of the final battle?The Elder Wand, without a doubt!
If it wasn't for the Elder Wand's rebellion in the end, Voldemort was backlashed by his own magic, and Harry Potter's disarming spell did the trick?

Here, Karl couldn't help but praise Dumbledore's old glass, the saying that people become mature with age is really not for nothing.Old Deng calculated everyone including himself. He knew the rules of the Elder Wand in his heart, and he deliberately died to win such a chance for Harry Potter.

The Elder Wand: Is the wand a wizard's most important companion?Sorry, I don't think so.

　Ask for tickets and investment in a low voice (*^ω^*)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)