A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 508 Ollivander
Felix stayed one night directly at the 'future world' company.Early the next morning, he came to a small, shabby store on the south side of Diagon Alley, the gold paint on the signboard was peeling off, but this store was famous in Diagon Alley because its name was Ollie van der.

Just as the slogan on the signboard says - making excellent wands since 380 BC - the long history, excellent and stable quality makes most British wizards buy wands here in Ollivander, and must It should be mentioned that this is the only wand shop that has established a cooperative relationship with Hogwarts, and all freshmen who are about to enter Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry will get discounts when buying wands here.

For many people, the first magic wand is often a companion for a lifetime.This makes the owner of the wand shop, Mr. Ollivander, a very high status in the wizarding world, and he will get special respect no matter where he goes.

Today, the owner of the wand shop received Felix.

"Thirteen inches, ebony, with dragon heartstrings, a very strong combination - of course, I mean the character of the wand - suitable for all types of offensive magic and transfiguration. Almost the most comprehensive class of wands Yes, it was my masterpiece when I was young, and I have been expecting someone to buy it."

Mr. Ollivander's pale eyes seemed to glow in the dark.

"As it turns out, I was right, the owner of the wand shines," he said. "What would you like to buy, a set of wand care cases? Contains fine velvet cloth and wax, guaranteed to give your wand Left a deep impression--"

He looked at Felix, wondering where Felix hid his wand.

"Unfortunately, Mr. Ollivander, that wand is ruined," said Felix.

"Destroyed?" Mr. Ollivander repeated, his big light-colored eyes blinked incredulously, "Do you mean broken, if it's just a minor problem, you can bring it to me to repair—"

"No, no," said Felix, "it's totally ruined, and there's not a single wreck to be found."

The old man calmed down, and seemed to blend in with the dark storefront, only his nearly colorless pupils flickered.

"Is that so," he said softly, "I hope it did its job."

"What?" Felix asked in surprise.

"I'm reading the newspaper, Mr. Hype. On the last item of the Tournament—" Mr. Ollivander said in a suppressed voice, "You fought You-Know-Who? Was the wand destroyed at that time?"

"Yeah, it protected me until the end," Felix said.

Mr. Ollivander became even more excited, "It really is. I have been hoping to make amends. Everything seems like yesterday... The person who cannot mention his name came to purchase wands alone. I was pleasantly surprised, the yew wood and the phoenix feathers are very powerful...I highly praised him."

"He must be overjoyed." Felix said blankly, as if watching a liar. "You said something similar to me back then, and you just repeated it."

"Ahem! You are different from him, I only see pure liking and yearning for magic in your eyes! I can see this... But the person who cannot mention the name is different, when I told him that he was born When he was extraordinary, he tried his best not to be too excited," Ollivander showed a sly look, "I have indeed said these words to many people, it is like a good wish, and the guests will be very happy to hear it... And I'm not lying, the wand chooses the wizard, the wand assists the wizard, no one can judge a person's future achievements."

"Besides, he did achieve great success in the end, even though he did bad things."

He fell into the memory and came back to his senses after a while, "Okay——Mr. Haipu, what is the purpose of your trip?"

"Buy a new wand."

"Ah, a new wand! Of course it is." The old man said as a matter of course, and turned to walk towards the shelf. "But it may take a lot of time. It is always more troublesome for an adult wizard to choose a wand, and there are more factors to consider."

"Mr. Ollivander—" Felix tried to cut him off.

"...you're supposed to know Sirius Black? He tried a whole wall of stock..."

"Wait, Mr. Ollivander. I'd like an Elder Wand if I could," said Felix hastily.

Mr. Ollivander turned with a strange gleam in his eye.

"The Elder Wand?" he whispered, as if asking a question, as if talking to himself.

"Yes, I hope that I can provide the core needed to make the wand according to the standards of the old era, and create a special wand." Felix said.Rather than chasing illusory legends, he hopes to obtain a wand that perfectly matches his own.

"It's surprising," said Mr. Ollivander hesitantly. "I rarely do this kind of work. Custom wands—it always feels unstable and time-consuming."

"But you can definitely do it. When this need appeared in my mind, the first thing I thought of was here." Felix said slowly, "You know what I mean, more than 2000 years of ancient inheritance, A family of wands combined with a genius brain..."

"You've got the right man, boy," said Mr. Ollivanders cheerfully. "When it comes to wandmakers, the Ollivanders are the best in England!" he said, and then added in a low voice, "Probably the best in Europe too."

"So you agree?" Felix asked.

"I'd like to try—" Mr. Ollivander said briskly. "It would be my honor, OBM, Mr. Hype." He bowed slightly, and pointed as he straightened up. On the messy tabletop, there is a daily prophet under the thick book.

Felix pulled the newspaper out from under the book. On it was a photo of yesterday's investiture ceremony.There were five people in the photo, flanked by Ms. Felix and Ms. Burns, smiling faintly.The three people in the middle-Harry kept stroking his hair, trying to smooth it out; Ron looked serious, but turned his back and secretly kissed the medal in the next second, Hermione smiled brightly, pointing fingers Rubbing the pattern of the medal over and over again.

The headline of the newspaper article was "The Warriors Who Defeated the Dark Lord."

"Do you have any suggestions for core materials?" asked Mr. Ollivander.

"Of course." Felix raised his head from the newspaper, and one of his hairs began to grow rapidly, with a length of more than ten inches, and then it broke from the root and floated towards the surprised old man.

"Hey, it turned out to be hair..."

Mr. Ollivander caught the hair, took out a pair of glasses from the box with the other hand, put on them and looked down carefully, "Wonderful...the super powerful magic substance is really amazing...May I ask, you Do you have humanoid blood in your ancestors?"

"I don't think so," said Felix darkly.

Mr. Ollivander smacked his lips in evident disbelief. "Actually, it's not a big deal. Although this kind of combination is contrary to the worldly concept, the offspring born are sometimes so talented that people are enviable. For example, the professor of charms at Hogwarts, you must know him... and The little girl from Beauxbatons that I met last year has the blood of Meiwa...Of course, I guess the principal of Beauxbatons is also..." He closed his mouth, with a serious expression, and stared down at Felix's hair.

"What's the matter?" Felix asked.

It took a long time for Mr. Ollivander to raise his head in surprise, "I can't find any traces of other species, which means that even if your ancestors had mixed blood, it was more than a dozen generations ago, and it can be completely ignored..." He will send Silk carefully put it in the brown box, "I'm going to still use ebony as the material of the wand, and the size will not change, try to be as close as your first wand—what do you think?"

"No problem." Felix said with satisfaction.At this stage, the magic wand can still play a big role for him, because he can't completely abandon the modern magic spell system, not to mention, he feels that this system also has many merits.

At this time, there were bursts of jingling bells from behind the door.

Someone came in--Lucius Malfoy, with long fair hair, a pale pointed face, and cold gray eyes.

Mr. Ollivander quietly closed the box containing Felix's hair and stuffed it into the cabinet.

"Welcome, Mr. Malfoy," he said politely.

Lucius froze for a few seconds, his light-colored eyes protruded slightly, showing a look of surprise, then he supported his body with a cane, his expression became indifferent again—at the same time, the starlight in Felix's eyes slowly convergence.

Prophecy Ball...

Felix recalled the information that Lucius revealed in the thinking hut. Apart from complaining about the frightening life, he also said an important information by the way.Taking advantage of the riots at the Ministry of Magic yesterday morning, a Reticent Man who had been cast with the Imperius Curse entered the Prophecy Hall of the Department of Mysteries, trying to get a prophecy ball about Voldemort's fate, but was injured by a protective spell.

Broderick Bird, Felix had heard the name.

That was a month ago, when he met Bode in the Hall of Prophecy in the Department of Mysteries.At that time, in order to avoid being interrupted when studying time energy, Felix had to stun him unfortunately.This person was unlucky twice in a row, Felix felt that he was also responsible, and he was going to send an amulet anonymously...

Well, a little thought.

……

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Hype." Lucius said politely and rudely, then turned to look at Mr. Ollivander, "I came here today to buy a new wand, unfortunately, my old wand It was destroyed by an accident."

Mr. Ollivander looked at Felix and Lucius strangely.It is quite rare to encounter two wands destroyed in one day.

"Then I'll take my leave, Mr. Ollivander," said Felix, turning slowly with a heartbeat.

"Oh, by the way—" he said meaningfully: "I heard that the dark lord lost his wand and had to snatch it from the servant—" Mr. Ollivander looked at him immediately. To Lucius, Lucius' pale face flushed.

"Nonsense!" he snapped loudly.

"—But this approach can only be used as a transitional means, Mr. Ollivander, you have to be careful that his Death Eaters will kidnap you." Felix finished speaking and walked straight towards the door.

He said this to remind Mr. Ollivander to pay attention to safety. Judging from the movement of the old man silently picking up his wand, his goal has been achieved.

As for Lucius, Felix didn't have to worry about it - on the contrary, when he went back to find an opportunity to report this to Voldemort, Voldemort would still take it for granted.Moreover, Felix also took the opportunity to show the conflict between the two, and Lucius' undercover identity will be hidden deeper.

Felix opens the door—

"Wait, Mr. Hype," cried Mr. Ollivander suddenly.Felix looked back at him suspiciously.At the same time, Lucius was standing silently in the corner, looking as if he was furious but dared not speak.

Not bad acting, Lucius.Felix praised in his heart.

"That's it...can I ask you a question?" After receiving an affirmative answer, Mr. Ollivander asked, "Why did you call the wand you wanted that way before?"

The Elder Wand?
"Wouldn't it be fun to name your new wand after something from a fairy tale?" Felix replied with a smile.

　I was delayed by something today, so far I have written so much, I will try to write more tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)