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Dumbledore added: "According to my analysis, Voldemort's curse is not meant to kill all the professors who come to take office, because we have changed more than 1955 professors since 30, and no one has died unexpectedly during his tenure. ——Except for poor Professor Torpin, who insists on catching a Chimera and releasing it into the Forbidden Forest... It's very difficult to find a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher these days. People don't want to do it because they think it's not a good job. Geely. But I once again guarantee in the name of the Headmaster of Hogwarts that for a normal teacher, this job is not life-threatening."

"Sir, thank you for your trust, but I am not sure whether I am qualified for this job." Regulus crossed his arms and leaned on the back of the sofa, seeming hesitant to Dumbledore's invitation.Of course he knew that this was not a rumor. Voldemort had revealed this to a few people and that he would get rid of all wizards who were "unsuitable" for this position.

Dumbledore smiled and said: "You are Horace's favorite disciple, and I believe in his vision. As for the requirements for professors, we require seventh-grade students preparing for the NEWTs exam to master things like the Patronus Charm and the Silent Iron Armor Charm." The spell, Regulus, is that not difficult for you to do?"

"Let me give it a try. In fact, I haven't done much magic in the past ten years..." Regulus's face became a little solemn, he stretched out a slender finger, and said in a deep voice: "Calling the gods for protection!"

The spell took effect, and a small ball of silver mist emerged from his fingertips, forming a ball of light.

"Without a wand, I can only do this much." He shook his head and crushed the ball of light.

Dumbledore applauded and praised: "What a wonderful performance. You must know that more than half of the adult wizards in the Ministry of Magic cannot cast a decent Patronus Charm with a wand. There is a... wizard in the legend, I forgot his name, When I tried using this spell, what I summoned was not a patron saint, but a bunch of Akawe maggots..."

Regulus's expression was wonderful. He was sure that what Dumbledore wanted to say at first was the word "dark wizard".

In fact, he has never seen any Death Eater use the Patronus Curse. Dark magical creatures like dementors are, in a sense, the same kind as dark wizards, and of course they will not attack each other.

Dumbledore seemed very satisfied with the outcome of this conversation, and even ate a few more Bibi's flavored beans that Kreacher had bought.

It's a pity that he continued his bad luck and successfully chose one with dandruff flavor.

"I would like to ask, I didn't notify anyone else about my return, but why did it bother you?" Before Dumbledore left, Regulus asked his question.

"Oh, I have a friend who happens to be working nearby. According to him, there have been no homeless people in this area for several years. Based on his description, I have a little guess, so I asked Phineas Help confirm it.”

Dumbledore was hesitant, and Regulus didn't want to ask further questions.

After Dumbledore left, Regulus ate something hastily and set off for Diagon Alley.

He could actually understand Dumbledore's thoughts.

His camp is unknown, his identity is suspicious, and he belongs to the category of "unknown dangerous persons".In addition, there are former Death Eater criminal records.

Dumbledore, as the de facto leader of the White Wizard, of course had to put him in the school, under his nose, and send one or two confidants to monitor him, so that he could better control the situation.

If he really wants to cause trouble, he only has one year.When time is short, space is small, and there are many chores, rushing to do things will inevitably reveal your flaws.

But these are all follow-up matters. The top priority now is to buy a new wand.

As for funds, it was impossible to sell antiques in Knockturn Alley. As the young master of the Black family, he had enough pocket money in his own coffers.

Diagon Alley is prosperous. Children gather in front of the Quidditch shop windows, debating among themselves the merits of the latest models of Nimbus 1999 and Sweeping Seven Stars. Florin's Cold Drink Shop is also full of people who don't like shopping. wizard.The process of withdrawing money went smoothly. The goblins in Gringotts don't care if you have been missing for ten years. They only recognize the identity certificate, which is the so-called key.

Regulus soon arrived at his destination.

A small and shabby shop, with a shabby sign with peeling gold paint on the door, which read: "Ollivanders: Making exquisite wands since 380 BC."

"Vine wood, twelve and a half inches long, dragon heart string, very hard...Mr. Regulus Black, I once thought that wand was the best for you."

Mr. Ollivander spoke the opening words in his characteristic soft and ethereal voice, and the person floated out of the room like a ghost.

"It's really easy to use, but it's a pity that I lost it." Regulus spread his hands.

Ollivander murmured: "It's a pity, that is a good wand... In that case, you might as well try this one, beech wood, snake nerve, nine inches long, very flexible..."

He took out the wand from the purple cushion and handed it to Regulus, as if the person standing opposite him was just an ordinary customer, rather than a person who had been missing for more than ten years and who was reportedly dead according to reliable sources.

But Regulus did not take the wand immediately. In a sense, his memory was as good as Mr. Ollivander's.

"I tried it once, when I first came to buy a wand. As soon as I picked it up, you told me it wasn't for me."

Ollivander nodded and agreed: "Ah, yes, the first wand I tried on everyone was this one. I think this is an unusual combination, very wonderful..."

Regulus smiled and said: "But in my impression, you only used three materials, which did not include snake nerves."

"Of course, the vast majority of wands here are made of unicorn hair, phoenix tail feathers and dragon heartstrings. As a professional wand maker, I do not reject innovation, but divergent thinking does not mean blindly trying. For example, my uncle once made a wand that he regretted for the rest of his life - using a troll's beard as the core. He may have thought that this would make the wand more powerful, but unfortunately, this wand was the only one that succeeded. The magic was caused by the powerful explosion that occurred after it was bitten off by a wyvern. My uncle was laughed at by other wandmakers for 100 years because of this. Therefore, for Ollivander's signature, I must use high-quality wand cores to ensure that every wand Ollivander's wands are all well-made products. According to my years of research, the commonly used materials before, such as the mane of the horse-shaped water monster, the bird-shaped man-eater-or the heartstrings of the mountain tyrannosaurus, are too flawed. Big..."

Ollivander turned to Regulus, his light-colored pupils dilated, and his voice became less ethereal: "But this is an exception. In fact, I am not sure what kind of snake nerve the core of the staff is. It may be an ordinary water snake. It could also be a bird snake, a rune snake, or even...a basilisk. I found it while sorting through my grandfather's belongings, and strangely, only beech wood was compatible with it. I've been trying to find one for it for years. A suitable master. Mr. Black, since you are no longer the same as before, why not give it another try?"

Seeing how persistent Mr. Ollivander was, Regulus no longer resisted and took the wand.

After taking the wand, there was no reaction, but Mr. Ollivander seemed to become excited.

"Say a spell, Mr. Black, say a spell."

"Fire is raging!" Regulus subconsciously chanted this spell.

A green flame spurted out from the tip of the stick and rushed directly to the ceiling, but strangely, the wooden material that should have burned instantly was intact.

Seeing this situation, Regulus was thoughtful, his wrist flicked, and the wand made a beautiful pattern on his fingertips. The green fire immediately started to dance, and finally formed a jumping ring of fire around him. .

"Wonderful...wonderful..." Mr. Ollivander looked extremely surprised until Regulus stopped the spell, put away the wand, placed seven galleons on the counter, turned around and left the wand shop, Ollivander Mr. Vander was still mumbling something.

Regulus was also very strange. He just cast an ordinary fire spell, but the effect seemed to be extraordinary.