Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Ollivander completely ignored what Sebastian said, lost in his own world. He skillfully took out a soft cushion and gently placed it on the counter.

Then, from a drawer, he took out velvet cloths for wiping, beeswax for maintaining wands, and a row of brushes of various sizes, arranging them neatly beside the cushion. The whole process was like a ritual, precise and elegant.

When everything was ready, he finally looked up, staring at Sebastian with expectant and eager eyes, clearly waiting for him to hand over the Dragon Bone Wand. The flickering fanaticism in his eyes was almost overflowing, like an artist eager to see his most beloved work.

Seeing this, Sebastian smiled helplessly and took the Dragon Bone Wand out of his undetectable extension bag and handed it to him.

There was no way around it; this little old man was too fanatical about wands. He probably wouldn't be able to calm down and talk properly until his request was met.

However, it was precisely this attitude that made him a world-renowned wandmaker.

"Twenty-five inches, a humerus bone treated with special magic, paired with the heartstring from your dragon form. A very, very rigid combination, capable of perfectly releasing all kinds of offensive spells and transfiguration. To be honest, even if I were to make an exact replica, I'm not sure I could make one this good."

"Among all the wands I've ever handled, it's the most perfect, without a doubt! Although I haven't seen the legendary Elder Wand, if that wand really exists, I would even have the confidence to let the Dragon Bone Wand compete with it."

Ollivander's eyes shone as he held the Dragon Bone Wand in his hand, stroking it incessantly, examining it carefully from top to bottom, not wanting to miss a single detail, as if he couldn't get enough of looking at it.

"Very picky, and very proud, preferring to break rather than bend. Of course, I'm referring to the wand's personality. This ensures that it won't obey the commands of other wizards. Coupled with the special nature of the materials, only you can perfectly unleash its power."

"However," Ollivander's gaze shifted from the wand to Sebastian, "I can sense that you haven't fully unleashed its full power yet."

Oh?

It felt very smooth to use, and the power of the spells was also good.

And this wasn't even unleashing its full power yet?

Sebastian raised an eyebrow and looked at Ollivander, waiting for him to explain further.

"This phenomenon is indeed very magical," Ollivander frowned and shook his head. "Generally speaking, after a wand chooses its master, it will unleash its maximum power. I've never seen a situation like the Dragon Bone Wand before, not even when I maintained it during the Triwizard Tournament."

"No matter how you look at it, its condition has become better, and it's still trending towards further improvement."

His brow furrowed slightly, and he smiled slightly at Sebastian: "Wands are very magical objects, and the knowledge related to wands is as vast as the sea. Therefore, it's not surprising that such a strange phenomenon occurs."

Ollivander raised the Dragon Bone Wand and said, "It tells me that it has recently experienced a hearty battle, which makes it very happy. I think high-quality combat is the way to gradually achieve its perfect state."

"Sebastian, this is a wand with a strong desire for battle, and it only recognizes high-quality combat. You and it still need to work together more. If I'm not mistaken, once you two have perfectly meshed, it can at least double the power of your spells."

Double!

The power of spells in dragon form was already very considerable. If it were doubled again, wouldn't that mean he could beat up Voldemort?

Sebastian raised an eyebrow and looked at the Dragon Bone Wand with a hint of surprise.

High-quality combat, huh...

Come to think of it, when he fought Voldemort back then, there was indeed a faint feeling that the power of the spells was gradually increasing.

Should he find Voldemort again to fleece him for some wool?

Such a perfect sparring partner was hard to find. It was a life-or-death battle right from the start, which would definitely provide high-quality combat that was hearty and thorough.

Ollivander didn't say anything more. He placed the Dragon Bone Wand on the soft cushion and carefully began to maintain it. Only after the maintenance was finished did he ask contentedly.

"By the way, Sebastian, you just said you wanted me to move?"

Finally getting to the main topic!

To be honest, Sebastian had wanted Ollivander to move to Hogsmeade New Town for more than just a day or two.

At the beginning, it was to poach from Diagon Alley and attract traffic to the New Town. Later, another reason was added—to keep the Dragon Bone Wand a secret.

Sebastian had invited Ollivander several times, but he had refused to move, citing his reluctance to leave his homeland.

Today, Sebastian had even used the Dragon Bone Wand to set a trap for Voldemort, so if Ollivander refused this time, Sebastian was prepared to directly pack up the entire shop, along with the person and the wand, and take them away.

"Mr. Ollivander," Sebastian said, putting away his smile and speaking seriously, "The Dark Lord has returned. Your situation is very dangerous."

"He's really back?" Ollivander's face changed. "I originally didn't want to believe it, but your wand doesn't lie. I have no choice but to believe it now."

"However," his face was full of struggle, "I really don't want to move away from here. Ollivander's Wand Shop has been rooted here since before Diagon Alley was even built. It has witnessed the rise and fall of Diagon Alley."

"My father, my grandfather, my grandfather's grandfather, the Ollivander ancestors have been doing wand business here for generations. My feelings for this place are really deep."

"Besides, I'm just a wandmaker. The Dark Lord shouldn't bother me, right..."

"Unfortunately," Sebastian shook his head, looking into Ollivander's eyes, "During the battle with the Dark Lord, the Dragon Bone Wand performed extremely well. The Dark Lord has taken a liking to it, and there's a high chance he'll come looking for you because of it."

"Ah?" Ollivander was a little flustered. "I've never told anyone about the Dragon Bone Wand. I haven't even taken out the bone wands I practiced making. How would he know I made it?"

"Don't forget, Mr. Ollivander, you are the most famous wandmaker in the British magical world. When it comes to wand problems, the Dark Lord will definitely think of you first."

Sebastian said softly, "Let me tell you another secret. When the Dark Lord tried to kill Harry Potter, there was a very mysterious magical connection between their wands. It was because of this delay that I was able to arrive and save Harry Potter."

"The Dark Lord is very angry about this. If he wants to figure out this problem, he will still come looking for you. It's hard to say what will happen then."