The day of the duel at Hogwarts

"Gellert, goodbye."

Standing inside the cell door, Grindelwald looked at Dumbledore and Sean standing outside the cell door, nodded slightly, and said: "Goodbye, Albus. Goodbye, Sean."

"Next time I come here, if there's anything you want, I'll bring it to you."

After hearing Dumbledore's words, Grandeward thought for a moment and said, "Then bring as many magical academic journals as possible. I met Sean today and I found that there are some things that I know too little about. Next time you come over, please bring me all the various magical academic journals from the recent period."

"Okay, then, I'll see you next time."

"Goodbye, Albus!"

clack clack...

boom!

The cell door slammed shut, completely isolating the inside and outside.

Dumbledore took one last look at the door that had returned to a wall-like shape, then turned to look at the dark space in front of him. He stretched out his hand slightly, and those small black squares the size of thumbs swept over again like waves of water, between Dumbledore and In front of Sean, a black staircase leads to the entrance below.

After walking out of Nurmengard, Sean turned to look at the prison with its gate closed and gradually restored to its original appearance, and said to Dumbledore: "The next time we meet, it may be Grindelwald's funeral."

Hearing this, Dumbledore's expression darkened. He nodded slightly and said, "I know you can see that Gellert's life is rapidly declining. Even if he is controlled by the potion, his life will probably be as short as There’s only three to five years left.”

For wizards, immortality is very difficult, but extending life is not difficult. Most wizards can live for more than a hundred years, and a few can live for two or three hundred years.

Of course, two or three hundred years is already the limit, and this still requires taking a large amount of expensive magic potions, otherwise more than 300 years would be the conventional age limit for wizards.

After many years in prison, although it can be seen that due to Dumbledore's selfishness, Grindelwald's quality of life is quite good, but once a person, whether a wizard or an ordinary person, loses the goal of life and loses his spirit, Then his life will not last long.

Otherwise, with Grindelwald's magical attainments, there should be no problem living for two to three hundred years.

"Sean, what are you going to do next? Go directly to Norway?"

After listening to Dumbledore's words, Sean thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I won't go to Norway for the time being. I plan to visit Mr. Ollivander."

Dumbledore immediately nodded suddenly and said, "Is it a problem with the wand?"

"Yes, I think Mr. Grandeward will never joke with me on this matter. Now that I have been warned, I am ready to check the wand problem."

Regarding the wand issue, Sean was somewhat speculating.

Because wizards' wands are selected from each other when they are purchased, if there is no external force, there should be no problems with normal use of magic, even extremely frequent and powerful magic.

But Sean's situation is different from before. He has grown too fast and has awakened his magic power countless times. Now he has undergone earth-shaking changes from the past. The wand that was originally very suitable for him is now It is very possible that because of the multiple awakenings of magic power, it gradually became no longer suitable for him.

All in all, with the war imminent, the wand problem must be solved immediately.

After saying goodbye to Dumbledore, Sean came to Diagon Alley.

After school started, the flow of people in Diagon Alley became significantly less.

Sean walked to Ollivander's Wand Store, looked at the empty wand store, opened the door and walked in.

"Welcome to Ollivander's Wand Shop...

Oh, look who this is?Minister Burst!Come in quickly! "

Ollivander's eyes shone, and he immediately walked out of the counter to personally welcome Sean into the store.

Sean looked at the attentive Ollivander, and without saying anything, he took out his wand and said to Ollivander: "Mr. Ollivander, there may be something wrong with my wand. Could you please check it for me?" ?"

"Oh? There's something wrong with the wand? Show it to me!"

Reaching out to take Sean's wand, Ollivander immediately returned to his counter. He put on his magnifying glasses and inspected them carefully. While inspecting, he exclaimed: "Amazing, it's really amazing. Well, I remember this wand, it was the last wand my father Ollivander Sr. made and it was the best one in my shop...

how can that be! "

With an exclamation, Ollivander immediately lowered his head and looked at the wand in his hand. He took out various tools, placed Sean's wand on a shelf, and then carefully inspected it. When Ollivander's hand was The moment those two tweezer-like tools pinched the head and tail of the wand, a wisp of pure silver light, like tassels of smoke, flowed out from the invisible cracks on the wand, lingering around the wand.

"It turned out to be like this...

This is so! "

Looking at Ollivander who was mumbling with shock and excitement, Sean stepped forward and asked him: "Mr. Ollivander, what's wrong with my wand?"

Hearing Sean's words, Ollivander finally reacted. He looked at Sean and said excitedly: "Problem, problem... No, no, no, no, specifically, there is no problem with your wand. …

Oh, that’s not right. There is indeed a problem, but the problem is with the body of the wand, because the phoenix feather in the center of your wand has, for some reason, undergone a huge change. This change is my A strange change that I have never seen in this life, it has become stronger, or it has sublimated, or it has evolved!

It is precisely because the phoenix feather as the core of the wand has changed that the body of the wand cannot match such a powerful core, which is why your wand has cracked after you have used it many times.

We only need to find a magic tree that can carry this new wand core to make a wand body, and we can get an unprecedentedly powerful wand!

It is even very likely to be comparable to the legendary Elder Wand! "

After receiving Ollivander's long-winded explanation, Sean finally knew what happened to his wand.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched the silver tassel-like light mist flowing from the wand. He vaguely felt a familiar breath, which was the same breath as the magic thread he intercepted from the wand!

Obviously, the changes in the core of his wand cannot be separated from the magic thread.