I really didn't want to practice immortality at Hogwarts

Zhang Chun couldn't wait to tear open the cover of the package, and Harry and Ron stood up eager to see what the exclusive wand that Ollivander had customized for Zhang Chun looked like.

Unexpectedly, after the cover was opened, the first thing that flew out was a letter.

The letter floated in the air and bowed respectfully towards Zhang Chun, exuding pink magic powder.

"Pleading letter! Who gave you this pleading letter?" Ron looked at the letter and then at Zhang Chun.

"What is a petition letter?" Zhang Chun was confused.

"A wizard's letter expresses his pleading attitude. It generally represents his humility and hope for the recipient." Ron explained.

"Open it, it'll be okay," Harry said.

As soon as Zhang Chun raised his hand and touched the pleading letter floating in the air, the pleading letter bowed humbly again, and then opened the envelope himself.

A humble voice with no distinguishable accent came from the letter,

"Dear Mr. Zhang, your wand has been made, and I made it according to your strict requirements. As you stated, it is great. I really didn't expect that this kind of wood from the East would be the same. Great stuff for making wands, thank you for opening me up to new knowledge.

There is a hidden compartment in the middle of the wand, and I have set up pre-made magic. If you find a suitable wand core material, you can just put it in. I wish you all the best when using it.

In addition, I have a grudging request. When you use this special wand, please never tell others that I made this wand. If other wizards know that I made this wand, , I would feel extremely ashamed.

Thank you for your tolerance and mercy. "

The plea letter ended, and the letter landed lightly on Zhang Chun's hand.

Harry and Ron covered their mouths and laughed secretly.

Zhang Chun lowered his head and looked at the signature of the letter, which read "Not well-known."

Zhang Chun's balls ached for a while, and he thought to himself how much resentment I had caused to Ollivander. The old man had been a kind and honest wand maker all his life, but he was so scared that he didn't dare to make a wand for me. Acknowledge your own work.

Ollivander probably had pain in his balls when he was making the wand.

Zhang Chun felt that there seemed to be another line of words under the name, but before he could look at it, Ron had already put his hand on his package.

"Okay, let's take a look at Zhang Chun's new wand that someone customized for him!" Ron laughed, took the package, and tore open the last cover.

"Wow!!"

The moment the "magic wand" was revealed, the students quietly watching suddenly exclaimed.

"There is such a big wand!"

"The wand actually has a handle and a guard!"

"The wand is actually flat...it looks like a sword to me."

"Yes, a wooden sword... a cyan and yellow wooden sword, wait, who said this was a magic wand?"

There was a buzz of discussion all around.

Ron held the hilt of the sword and pulled out the three-foot-five-inch "magic wand" and looked at it carefully with his mouth open.

"Zhang Chun! Your wand is so special." Ron raised the wooden sword high above his head.

The students around him heard that it was Zhang Chun's magic wand, and they all focused their attention on him with a swishing sound.

Classmate Zhang Chun’s new wand...is really a good second grader!

Zhang Chun had fun drawing the wand design. He designed the shape based on the "strongest sword" Xuanyuan Sword in the game "Xuanyuan Sword" he played in his previous life. When Ollivander saw this shape, he expressed that he could not accept making it by himself. The magic wand has this middle-class appearance, and therefore contributes a lot of negative emotional value to Zhang Chun.

But Zhang Chun's sketch was not perfect after all. Ollivander still integrated the style of European swords when creating this "Thunder Strike Peach Wood" sword-shaped wand, although it was not as majestic as the Xuanyuan Sword in Zhang Chun's memory. , but also smoother and more elegant.

Of course, when designing the "Xuanyuan Sword Shape Wand", Zhang Chun was still in a state of "lack of heart and unaware of it".Today, he looked at the "magic wand" he designed so well and felt the strange looks from his classmates. He couldn't help but feel that his head was covered with black lines and his face was burning.

Ron was having fun over there. He raised his sword with both hands, made a chopping motion, and then made a sweeping motion.He turned back to Zhang Chun and said, "Your wand is very interesting, but it's a bit too heavy. It doesn't look like a wand at all."

The classmates who were watching had already started whispering.

Zhang Chun has now been able to receive negative emotion values ​​​​contributed by his classmates one after another.

Just ignore them.

Zhang Chun made up his mind and simply took his "low-shaped wand" and held it in his hand, first making a sword flower.

The students immediately... took a few steps back.

Classmate Zhang Chun must have been too reckless these days. He drew a blue-gold circle with a sword in his hand...Is this a test of a magic wand or an attempt to cut someone else's hand?

(Negative emotions from Ron +132, from Harry...from Neville...)

Zhang Chun is quite satisfied. Although it is a bit heavy as a wand, as a sword it is just right!

"Try the wand, Chang Chun!" Harry encouraged him.

"Here? What if something like last time happens?" Zhang Chun hesitated.

Ron pulled him and walked to the corridor in the center of the auditorium and said to him, "The auditorium is so big, it's okay. You control your wind and just try to wave outside the auditorium door."

Zhang Chun looked at the empty Hogwarts Great Hall, and secretly felt that his "big sword and wand" responded accurately to the infuriating energy in his body, and nodded.

Just give it a try. Don’t use too much Qi this time, and control the Qi only in the direction of the auditorium door where no one is around.

"Then let me try!" Zhang Chun showed a smile on his face.

“Everyone, students, quickly make way for a passage!”

"Don't block the door! Be careful..."

Harry and Ron quickly asked their classmates to move out of the way where Zhang Chun was about to try the wand. Now there was almost no one from the middle of the auditorium to outside the gate.

Note that it is almost.

Because Professor Flitwick was excitedly climbing the stone steps to have breakfast, he was only a few steps away from the entrance of the auditorium. Mainly because he was short, no one paid attention to him...

"Let's go!" Zhang Chun poured a small amount of his true energy into the "Big Sword and Magic Wand", held it with both hands, and struck hard...

Boom! !

A shocking thunder suddenly sounded in the middle of the auditorium.

There was a burst of bang bang, and all the glasses and windows in the Hogwarts Great Hall exploded with the sound...

Along with the thunder, a strong cyan wind roared out from the sword-shaped wand, forming a cyan quality peaking wind dragon in the air that rushed out extremely quickly.

As soon as Professor Flitwick popped his head up from the steps, he was blown up into the sky by the strong wind with a roar...

Everyone was frightened by the sudden force of wind and thunder and was instantly stunned.

There were broken glass everywhere in the auditorium. A frightened junior classmate held a broken goblet handle in his hand. It took a long time before he shouted "Ah".

With the screams, more people recovered from the shock of fear. The students ignored the broken glass and flying drink traces all over their faces. They all looked at the instigator Zhang in the middle of the hall with horrified expressions. spring.

Zhang Chun's mind went blank, and he did not expect that trying the magic wand would produce such a result.

Just when everyone was stunned, the request letter flew up again.

"By the way," the voice in the letter was still so polite, "please do not try this wand indoors. This wood has been struck by lightning many times, and there is a thunderous sound every time it is swung."

In the silent auditorium where only the lower grade students roared, this speech was heard by all the students.

Everyone is going crazy.

...If you can't try, you should have told me earlier!I asked why there was such a loud thunder in the middle of the auditorium.

What kind of weird master is trying his evil wand and turning the auditorium into a hell-like situation?

Zhang Chun, you big devil...

Then various negative emotion values ​​of +999 began to flood Zhang Chun's system...