The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

Rita Skeeter had great respect for Crouch.

She immediately put the quill and parchment into her handbag, smiled and said to Crouch:

"Mr. Crouch, you really know how to joke! It just so happens that my interview here is similar, so go ahead."

Crouch nodded to Rita Skeeter and quickly brought John and Harry out.

Only then did John realize that those chairs were already full of people.

Madame Maxime and Karkaroff were talking to Fudge.

Bagman was waiting beside him, serving tea and water.

Dumbledore winked at John.

"Please allow me to introduce Mr. Ollivander." After John and Harry sat down, Dumbledore said to the warriors, "He will check your wands to make sure they are in good condition before the game."

An old wizard with two large light-colored eyes waved at them.

John recognized this guy.

He and Michelle bought their first wands at Ollivander's.

Ollivander walked to the open space in the center of the room and said with a smile:

"Miss Delacour, you come first, will you?"

Fleur stepped forward with light steps and handed over her wand.

"Um--"

Ollivander pondered.

He turned the wand on its tip like a pen.

As he moved, the wand erupted into many pink and gold sparks.

Then he brought the wand close to his eyes again and looked at it carefully.

"Very good," he whispered, "nine and a half inches... very strong, made of maple wood, and inside... wow!"

"Contains a veela's hair," Fleur said, "my grandmother's hair."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone present instantly focused on Furong.

Bagman even whistled loudly and frivolously.

This move caused Madame Maxime to roll her eyes.

"Don't look at me like this, I'm just paying tribute to Miss Delacour's grandfather. He was a brave man!" Bagman said hurriedly, "Although there are many people who are willing to date Veela, the ones who are really willing to marry them are Not many people go home, after all, it’s so…”

"To shut up!"

Under Mrs. Maxim's scolding, Bagman tightly covered his mouth.

At this time, Fleur had blushed and lowered her head.

The atmosphere at the scene was a little awkward.

Ollivander deliberately coughed twice before saying:

"It's in good shape and suits you well. Now, Mr. Krum's turn."

Krum walked over listlessly, put the wand into Ollivander's hand, then frowned, put his hands in his pockets and waited.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is a Gregovich product."

Ollivander looked at the wand in his hand and said, "He is an excellent wandmaker, although I am not very fond of his style...but...hornbeam wood, containing the dragon's heart tendon, is better than the common wandmaker." The wand is thicker and stiffer... the birds are flocking!”

The hornbeam wand thumped like a pistol fire, and a flock of birds flew out of the wand head, flapping their wings, and into the dim sunlight through the open window.

"The power is quite powerful, but the controllability is not enough. It's not bad at the moment." Ollivander curled his lips and said, "Next, Mr. Diggory!"

Cedric had been waiting aside for a long time, and when he saw this, he hurried forward to greet him.

Now Ollivander finally had a smile on his face.

Because he made Cedric's wand.

He excitedly introduced the advantages and disadvantages of this wand, using more space than Fleur and Krum combined before.

Then the wands handed over by Michelle and Harry made him even more delighted.

He enthusiastically recounted the time when Harry and Michelle each went to his shop to pick out wands.

John had to admit that Ollivander's memory was indeed very strong.

He remembered almost every wand he sold, and who owned them.

In Ollivander's telling, Michelle is a complete genius.

She was approved by almost all the wands in the store, but in the end she chose the alder wand at the beginning because the flower-like wood grain on the handle of this wand was very beautiful.

This story made Michelle a little embarrassed, while Fudge and others laughed.

Of course, most of these laughs are good-natured.

Normal people would not dislike a cute, innocent and kind girl like Michelle.

And after all the laughter, it was John's turn.

With a smile on his face, he took the lead in passing over the original blackthorn wand.

"Another masterpiece of mine!" Ollivander said happily, "Thirteen inches long, moderately elastic, made of blackthorn wood, and the core of the staff is the heart nerve of a dragon."

Ollivander turned his wand so that golden sparks erupted from the tip.

"It's very well maintained. It can be seen that you have always taken good care of it."

Ollivander spoke and returned the wand to John.

At this moment, Dumbledore suddenly said:

"John, I remember you still had a wand."

John glanced at Dumbledore.

Ollivander was surprised and said:

"And? I don't remember him buying a second wand from me!"

"But that's the fact." Dumbledore smiled, "and he uses the second wand significantly more frequently than the first blackthorn wand."

Ollivander's doubtful eyes turned to John again.

John nodded helplessly and said:

"Yes, that's true. Because I think that wand is more convenient."

"This is impossible!"

Ollivander said angrily, "The blackthorn wand I gave you is definitely the most suitable for you! How can there be a wand in this world that you feel more comfortable using? Quick! Show me!"

John took a deep breath and slowly took out the nun's wand.

Ollivander held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

As time went by, the original angry look on his face gradually disappeared.

Instead, there was an expression of surprise, or perhaps horror.

"It's the same thirteen inches long, but the material is black walnut, and the core is fire dragon horn... You're right, John, this wand is indeed better."

As Ollivander spoke, he handed the wand back to John stiffly.

Karkaroff sneered:

"Ollivander, this is different from what you said at the beginning. Could it be that there is some special device hidden in that wand? For example, a small mechanism that can increase the probability of winning the Triwizard Tournament... something like this You are the best at it. Otherwise, Hogwarts wouldn't have four warriors at the same time."

Ollivander said:

"That wand was made by my ancestors, that's why I said that! In fact, there is nothing wrong with it, it is just a normal wand!"

Hearing this, John took a deep look at Ollivander.

He believed that Ollivander must have seen something, but Ollivander said nothing.

This was somewhat beyond his expectations.

He had originally prepared some excuses to deal with Ollivander and Dumbledore's inquiries about the origin of the nun's wand.

As a result, it is no longer useful.

On the other side, Karkaroff was still a little unconvinced and was ready to refute Ollivander.

Dumbledore stood up in time and said:

"Then the testing ceremony is over. Everyone, please go back to class... Maybe it would be more convenient to go directly to eat. Anyway, they will end get out of class soon."

Michelle was already starving. After hearing this, she immediately cheered and ran downstairs.

Fleur was very disdainful of this kind of foodie behavior. She snorted coldly and followed Maxim back to the carriage.

The other warriors also retreated.

"Everyone, please stay at Hogwarts for dinner." Dumbledore greeted Fudge and others warmly, "We have prepared a very sumptuous dinner!"

Everyone readily agreed.

Even Crouch does the same.

However, Ollivander said with a pale face:

"Sorry Dumbledore, I'm not feeling very well, so I'm going back first."

Dumbledore asked with concern:

"Garrick, are you okay?"

"I...of course there's nothing wrong with me, I'm just old."

Ollivander stammered in explanation.

After saying that, he ignored Dumbledore, Fudge and others' attempts to stay and quickly left the room.

He walked faster and faster, until he was about to leave Hogwarts, he turned back and glanced at Hogwarts Castle with some fear.

He couldn't believe what he just saw.

John Shafiq's wand was indeed made by his ancestors hundreds of years ago, and was made of black walnut wood and a fire dragon horn core.

But these are not the key.

The most important thing about that wand is the golden runes on its body!

These runes are drawn with the blood of an extinct fire dragon, and refer to some elf techniques. They have special abilities. They can not only give the wand a special coercive effect, but also absorb external magic power to strengthen itself.

The person who commissioned his ancestor to make this wand wanted to create a legendary wand that was even more powerful than the legendary 'Elder Wand'!

In order to accomplish this goal, the client took his family and slaughtered at least tens of thousands of people to absorb magic and souls and enhance the power of the black walnut wand!

This is a scary number!

Ollivander could not help but shudder just thinking about the strings of numbers he saw when checking family history records.

But now, this wand that has been lost for hundreds of years has reappeared.

Although most of its current power is still sealed due to the characteristics of the black walnut wood itself.

But what if it is unblocked?

The greed of the human heart is unlimited.

This will force the wand to become a source of disaster again!

Ollivander could not imagine how many people would die when he received it!

But it has nothing to do with him.

His family had an ancient pact with the black walnut wand's first owner to never reveal the wand's secrets.

This is also his family's way of protecting themselves.

"Maybe I should find a place to hide for a while."

With this murmur, Ollivander quickened his pace and left Hogwarts.

At the same time, John seemed to have sensed Ollivander's words and looked back towards the foyer.

However, he failed to see Ollivander's panicked figure running away.

Shaking his head, John quickly returned to the dormitory.

The two-way mirror hidden in his shapeshifting lizard-skin wallet had been shining for a long time.

This was enough to prove that Michael had extremely important news to tell him.