I really didn't want to practice immortality at Hogwarts

Ollivander looked at him doubtfully, and took the wood after a while, "Okay, but I will test its magical affinity first. Having said that, if he can't meet my standards, I won't Use it to make a wand!"

"You won't be disappointed."

"But what part should I use to make a wand? I'm really not familiar with this exotic material..."

"Don't have to make an ordinary wand! Wait for me to draw a picture for you." Zhang Chun took the parchment, picked up the quill, and began to draw his own "magic wand".

After he finished drawing, Ollivander took off his glasses and picked up the parchment and took a look...

Contributed 500 negative emotion points on the spot.

"Merlin's beard?! What is this?" The old man pointed at the drawing anxiously.

"It's okay, just do it like this." Zhang Chun said.

"Impossible! This is an insult to me as a wand maker! I will not make such a wand..." The old man was very angry.

"Like I said, you have to think clearly. It's not too late to regret now. Harry, please bring me the elder wand just now. I'll test my magical ability again..."

(Negative emotion value from Ollivander +478.)

Just as Zhang Chun wanted to stand up, Ollivander pinned him down in the chair.

"Okay, I'll do it!" The old man almost cried.

The three Harrys and Professor Moody also came over to take a look at Zhang Chun's "wand design". As soon as they finished reading it, the four people immediately covered their heads and began to contribute negative emotion points to Zhang Chun.

"But what material should be used to make the core? I personally feel that unicorn mane, dragon heartstrings and phoenix feathers are not suitable..." Ollivander said to himself while holding the wood.

"Do all wands have to use cores?" Zhang Chun asked.

"Using the hair and tendons of magical animals to make wand cores is the original creation of our Ollivander family. Wand makers in other parts of Europe do not strictly regulate the core materials, so they are not as good as our family."

"Just leave it empty for now. I'll find suitable materials later."

As Zhang Chun spoke, he poured out all the gold Galleons he had left on the table, and then said to Ollivander sincerely, "This is the money you spent to make my wand and to pay for your shop." Compensation for losses…”

"No! Mr. Zhang, I said that if I lose, I will not charge anything for your wand." The old man refused.

"Take it, and I have another request. I want to buy all the acacia wands, elderwood wands and English oak two-handed wands you just picked out for me." Zhang Chun said.

"Why is this?" Not only Ollivander, but also Harry, the three of them and Moody felt strange this time.

"No one stipulates that wizards can only have one wand, right?... What if one breaks in a duel, I have to have a spare, right? What if this spare also breaks? I have to have a spare." "Zhang Chun replied seriously.

What Zhang Chun said made Harry, Ron and Hermione confused.

...do I need a spare wand?

Do you need a spare wand for a spare?

Classmate Zhang Chun, you, the wizard, are really too cautious, right?

(Negative emotion value from Harry +124, from...)

"No!" Ollivander flatly refused, "I said, it is the wand that chooses its owner. Besides, you already have this (the old man just raised Zhang Chun's drawing and glanced at it and contributed 100 negative emotion points). How could you choose any other wand?"

"Then let me try to see if other wands can respond to my magical ability..." Zhang Chun made a gesture.

(Negative emotion value from Ollivander +622.)

"...Sell!! I sold it. You take away all three boxes of wands. But I don't want these galleons, so I'll give them to you..." Ollivander stood up in a hurry.

"You'd better keep it. This money is to express my apology and gratitude..."

"No! Our Ollivander family has principles!"

"Harry, please give me the elder wand to use..."

(Negative emotion value from Ollivander +766.)

"I'll take it! I will keep these Galleons, please disappear from my wand shop immediately!!" Ollivander couldn't bear it anymore.

……

In the afternoon, in Zhang Chun's personal dormitory.

Ron threw the two large bags full of items on the ground, plopped down on Zhang Chun's armchair, and never wanted to move again.

"Brother Chun, I finally understand. Why do you need three study companions? You have too many things. I think you also need a Norwegian Spinosaurus to carry your luggage."

Zhang Chun's face turned a little pale and he looked apologetic, "I'm sorry, I lost too much blood. I'm dizzy and weak, so I can't carry anything."

"It's okay...but it's really heavy. Now I wonder why we live in the tower instead of living in a room below like Hufflepuff. For the first time, I feel that carrying luggage up to the tower is so painful...Speaking of which Why didn't I know this when school started?" Harry put the box containing the cauldron on the ground and leaned against the wall to catch his breath.

Before Zhang Chun could speak, Hermione used her wand to fly a box into Zhang Chun's room.

"Land safely!" She chanted a spell, and the box landed on the ground by itself. Then, Hermione turned to Harry and Ron and said, "You feel tired for two reasons. First, your Charms class. If you don't go well, you should practice your flying spell. Secondly, you should be grateful that the house elves carry your heavy luggage up to the tower every time school starts."

"Okay, I'm grateful. Please tell the house elf to bring some food by the way. I will thank him in person." Ron said weakly.

"You should put Zhang Chun's belongings back into their proper places. It's so messy and piled aside..." Hermione raised her wand and recited another spell, placing the luggage in the lockers by category.

"I'm hungry..." Ron said.

"Me too..." Harry said.

"But it's just past lunch time..." Hermione curled her lips helplessly and put away her wand.

Zhang Chun quickly took out the biscuits and other things he bought in Diagon Alley from a box and distributed them to everyone. Harry and the three of them grabbed the biscuits and ate them. After a while, they felt better.

"Are our three meals a day prepared by house elves?" Zhang Chun suddenly asked.

"Of course! There are other jobs throughout the castle," Hermione replied.

"If we miss lunch, like today, will the house elves specially prepare lunch for us?" Zhang Chun asked again.

"Of course they will. These kind elves always help wizards selflessly. But wizards ignore their rights. They don't even have vacations. They can only stay in a dark corner without pay and cry secretly..." Hermione The more he talked, the angrier he became. He put his biscuits on the table and stopped eating them.

"Come on, Hermione. House elves take it as an honor to help wizards for free. They won't cry." Ron said vaguely after just swallowing a chocolate bullfrog.

"This is fraud, this is oppression!" Hermione was very angry when talking about the house elves.

"Wait a minute, I have a way to make house elves meet everyone's needs while also cultivating their independent spirit and ability to get the rewards they deserve." Zhang Chun said with a smile.

"What can I do?" All three of them were very surprised.

"Deliver food!"