The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Warfare Professor

1.

Victor needs a new wand.

He had already exchanged several letters with Ollivander about this.Finally, on the weekend, Victor came to Ollivander's Wand Store with a cheerful face and a letter of "Come and try the goods."

Finding a wand suitable for ancient Egyptian magic is more difficult than finding a lifelong soul mate.

"I would rather choose a wand that will never break and be loyal to me." Professor Victor said to the little witches when talking about emotional issues with the students.

This time, Ollivander customized two sticks for Victor, one made of jujube wood, and the other also made of jujube wood.Victor picked up the left one first.

"...It seems to be manic."

Victor put down the culprit that caused the entire row of shelves in the wand shop to collapse, and picked up the one on the right.

The phase on the right is actually very good.

Normal casting is no problem.Victor was delighted to see it successfully cast the transformation spell, turning the failed wand into a candy cane.

"So, Mr. Eisner picked this one? It has more silk wood charcoal ash than the other one. Oh, maybe this material plays a role! I have to remember it..."

No, no, how can you be sure?

Victor quickly stopped Ollivander.

The most important thing is that I haven’t tried it yet.How compatible is it with ancient Egyptian magic? Have you forgotten?

Then Victor did an experiment with Millennium Bricks.

He touched the Eye of Horus on the block with the end of his wand.

"...How is it?" Ollivander was curious.

"...it's okay."

Ollivander didn't like the answer.But Victor couldn't help it. The magic power transmission just now was very weak. Maybe this was not a wand suitable for ancient Egyptian magic.

Why don't you worry about these two jujube trees and take out the products in your store one by one and try them out.Victor suggested.

Ollivander said there was no problem.

He coolly pulled back the cover on the shelf, pointed at the wand box that looked like a city wall, and said to Victor condescendingly:

"Choose one."

2.

After trying everything from ash to dogwood, and picking apart Ollivander's wooden signs, Victor finally settled on a pretty good one.

It is made of yew wood, and the core of the staff is wetland werewolf hair. It is nine inches, which is relatively small.

"Yew wood with werewolf hair, this wand will be very suitable for dark magic, Mr. Eisner. Do you have any needs in this area?"

"No, the only thing I want to match is ancient Egyptian magic. I don't care about its material or core."

Then, the next step is to pay.

Victor bought the yew wand for ten galleons with the benefit of being an old customer and being a teacher.

"Does it have a shelf life or a maintenance period or something?" Victor bent the cane.

"We do not provide such services to Mr. Eisner. This part of the price has been waived from the bill."

Feeling targeted, Victor took the new wand and left Diagon Alley.

After he left, Ollivander sighed slowly.

He picked up the six boxes of failed works hidden under the counter, planning to throw them away at some point.These are considered hazardous waste and must be reported to the Ministry of Magic.

He tried hundreds of recipes to meet Victor's needs, but almost all of them failed, leaving only two jujube sticks.

Unexpectedly, the one chosen in the end was an unknown yew tree.

"The wand... is so mysterious..." he murmured to himself.

3.

Victor took the wand away, still feeling a little worried.

It was difficult to cast the spell in Mr. Ollivander's shop just now. I have to find a place and try it with a Pharaoh card to see if I can cast the spell smoothly.

After much thought, he returned to the tree tower at Hogwarts.

And he also chose the Pharaoh card as an experiment.

It was the "Dark Magician" that I got from Draco?6?1 Malfoy before.

He won't admit that he actually likes this card.

Regardless of the origin, the Dark Magician is one of the protagonist's trump cards in Yu-Gi-Oh!, and is the most loyal monster card.

"It would be great if you could also be loyal to me..."

Victor confided in a low voice, pointing his staff at the card.

I hope nothing like the red-eyed black dragon will happen.He prayed silently.If he went crazy again at Hogwarts, he would definitely be investigated.

But is there any danger in the black magician?As a magician with the strongest offense and defense, he has a calm and silent personality. He will not pose any threat to me, the master... right?

Victor planned to use just a little magic power to summon the Dark Magician just to be on the safe side.

The whole process went so quickly that Victor couldn't see any difference between this summon and other cards.

Before he was even ready to face this famous black magician, he had already appeared in front of Victor.

Purple armor and pointed hat.Could this look come from an Egyptian priest?He also held a green scepter in his hand.

This is Victor's second high-level humanoid monster card after "The Silent Cam of the Wind".

But I have to say that Cam is much cuter than the Black Magician...

Victor looked directly into the Dark Magician's emotionless eyes.

Just when Victor thought that the experiment was over, stop creating complications and recall the black magician into the card, the latter moved his steps.

Victor reacted in response and tightened the wand and cards in his hand.

Then, two steps away from Victor, the other party stopped in place.

He leaned down and knelt down on one knee, as if he was performing some kind of medal ceremony, with his head lowered. He put all the respect from his previous life into this moment. Then he took Victor's right hand and kissed it. The back of the person's hand.

Victor reflexively wanted to pull away as if he had been burned.

It wasn't like he was shy or anything because this kind of etiquette was usually only reserved for ladies.Instead, he really felt something burning on the back of his hand.

Merlin, is this sulfuric acid? Did he have a mouthful of poison in his mouth or something? Victor felt a scalpel waving against his skin, cutting open his most tender flesh, and burying the salt in the seam between bones and flesh. It erupted with heartbreaking pain.

Victor was actually almost unsteady on his feet, but it was even more difficult to take his hand back, let alone do something with the wand in his hand.

Besides, what should he do?He didn't even know what the Black Magician was doing.

I should find an assistant to keep with me every time I try out new cards, just in case.Even if you are a student...

Victor thought in confusion.

It might have been ten seconds, or maybe half a minute, before the pain gradually left Victor's nerves.

The scars of the dark magic brand were left on the back of his hands, which were a bit ugly, but he had no time to care about them anymore.

The black magician, as if he had completed the ritual, exhausted his magic power and disappeared from Victor's eyes.