[HP] Squib Prince

Although the mana was restored, Madam Pomfrey was still worried about Brian's physical condition, so she insisted on keeping him in the medical wing for observation for a whole day before letting him go back.

Brian bid farewell to Madam Pomfrey in a good mood, and then returned to his office.He stood in the middle of the office, looking around at the surrounding furnishings, as well as the things he packed and put aside, he couldn't help laughing.Sure enough, his mood was different, and now he remembered how he felt sorry for himself before, and couldn't help but feel ashamed while being funny, wishing he could run in front of Snape and cast a Forgetting Curse on him, but this was obviously impossible.

Thinking of Snape's personality that never gave people a good face, but was unexpectedly soft-hearted and responsible, Brian couldn't help but let out a silly smile.

"Oh, Brian." Just as Brian was thinking wildly, a silver translucent phoenix passed through the wall, then opened its mouth, and Dumbledore's voice came out of it, "Congratulations on your recovery. I Think I need you to come to my office."

After speaking, the beautiful phoenix flapped its wings and flew away.

Brian looked at the back of the phoenix enviously. He knew that this was Dumbledore's Patronus, and this improved version of the Patronus Charm could use the Patronus to convey messages.He'd seen Snape's doe deliver the message before.If possible, Brian would like to know what his Patronus is.

"Good morning, Principal Dumbledore!" Brian greeted Dumbledore in a good mood.

Apparently Dumbledore was also in a good mood, and he asked with a smile, "Good morning! How does it feel to recover your magic power?"

"Great." Brian shook his fist, feeling his whole body was full of strength, but he didn't plan to say any more on this issue, "Should I go to Azkaban with you now?"

Dumbledore shook his head: "This matter is not urgent at this moment. In fact, I want you to meet the best wandmaker in the world, Mr. Ollivander."

Brian was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled gratefully: "You are so considerate. I didn't even think about the wand."

Dumbledore stroked his beard kindly. He liked a young man who showed his emotions like Bryan.It's like James and Sirius back then.It's a pity... Dumbledore sighed secretly.

Brian keenly felt that Dumbledore's eyes looking at him seemed to be reminiscing about something through him.

"Come on, I'll take you to Mr. Ollivander." Dumbledore quickly recovered from his recollection, and he took Brian to the front of the fireplace, "You know, this matter is the three of us It’s a little secret. Things are often so magical, and people’s friendship often starts with a common secret.” As he said, Dumbledore winked at Brian.

Brian smiled slightly: "Oh, that's really my honor. I hope you don't dislike me as a rookie."

Dumbledore picked up a small handful of powder with shining highlights, and explained: "This is Floo powder. You stand in, shout out the destination, and then sprinkle it into the fireplace. When it turns green, the transmission starts. Then you can go where you want to go."

Brian looked curiously at a handful of powder in Dumbledore's palm, then looked suspiciously at the still burning fireplace, and asked suspiciously, "Are you sure you won't get burned?"

"Oh, of course not." Dumbledore replied with a smile, "You have to believe in magical magic."

"Okay, okay," Brian murmured, "as someone who only believed in science for the first 20 years, I might have to change."

"So, what's my name?"

"Ollivander's Wand Shop." Dumbledore said the name slowly and clearly, "Remember, the pronunciation must be accurate and clear. Otherwise, you will be taken to another place."

"Ollivander's Wand Shop..." Brian repeated it carefully several times, and after confirming that he was not mistaken, he saw a strange expression on Dumbledore's face, so he asked puzzledly, "What's the matter? "

"Oh, it's nothing." Dumbledore shook his head. He knew that Brian didn't understand that people in the wizarding world like to use academies to distinguish people, so he didn't want to tell the other party that he just felt that no matter how cheerful and straightforward his personality was, he would always pay attention to details. It can be seen that he still will not be a Gryffindor.

Seeing Dumbledore shaking his head, Brian no longer insisted on asking what the result would be. He picked up a handful of Floo powder and asked, "So, can we start?"

"of course."

Brian got permission, and stood cautiously inside the fireplace. He finally understood why wizarding fireplaces always seemed so big.After confirming that he was indeed not burned by the stove fire, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then clearly read "Ollivander's Wand Shop". Just as he shouted, he sprinkled the Floo powder in his hand on the stove in.As soon as the floo powder came into contact with the fire, the entire flame turned green in a flash.Brian only felt his head spinning for a while, and then he seemed to have got into some kind of passage, surrounded by the choking smell of smoke, and it seemed that he could still see various figures coming towards him.But without waiting for him to observe more, his whole body suddenly stopped, and then he fell out of that passage.

Brian managed to stand still, and then coughed loudly a few times due to the smell of smoke in the fireplace. He didn't have time to look at this very gloomy room until he stopped coughing.

"Pure black hair, coming out of the fireplace. Mr. Brian Prince, welcome to Ollivander's Wand Shop." An old voice came from above Brian's head.This startled Brian, and he looked up quickly.A silver pupil met Brian's directly.The owner of the eyes is a short old man, who is stepping on a ladder that reaches the roof, looking down at him.

"Oh, I was shocked." Brian stroked his chest before greeting the old man, "Hi, I think you are the famous Mr. Ollivander."

"Haha, Garrick, you still like to scare people so much." Dumbledore's voice came from the fireplace behind him.He walked out of the fireplace calmly, and then brushed the dust off his robe casually.Bryan looked at Dumbledore's actions enviously. In such a comparison, he couldn't bear to look directly at his embarrassment just now.

"Albus." Mr. Ollivander nodded at Dumbledore, and then climbed down from the ladder.

"Brian's wand will trouble you." Dumbledore patted Bryan on the shoulder, then nodded to Ollivander, the two looked very familiar.

Ollivander looked Brian up and down, and then said blankly: "The wand chooses wizards, so let them try it."

Brian was very interested in this statement. He glanced curiously at Mr. Ollivander who said this seriously, and then obediently followed Ollivander's instructions and walked to the middle of this small storage room-like room .

"Prince's..." Ollivander touched his chin, then looked at Brian, and quickly took out several long boxes from the shelf behind him, "I remember Prince Most people in my family like to use harder materials, such as Irene’s iron birch, and her brother Auston’s is black rosewood, I think you can try these kinds.”

After speaking, Ollivander drew out a black wand and handed it to Brian.

Brian took the wand blankly, looked at Mr. Ollivander at a loss, suppressed his beating heart, tried to make his voice sound less tense, and asked, "What should I do? "

Ollivander waved impatiently and said, "Just wave your wand."

After listening to Ollivander's words, Brian waved his wand obediently, and then heard a loud "boom", and a shelf full of wands behind Ollivander collapsed.Brian was taken aback by such a large destructive power, and quickly put down the wand in his hand, apologizing: "Oh, I'm really sorry. I never thought that I could help clean up..."

Ollivander waved his hand indifferently, then withdrew his wand and said excitedly, "Come on, change this."

Brian forced a wand into his hand by the excited Mr. Ollivander.He followed the other party's instructions dumbfoundedly, and waved again.As a result, it was obvious that water from nowhere poured all over Ollivander's body, making him look like a drowned rat.

Who knew that Ollivander seemed to have not noticed his embarrassment at all, and then went to find a few more wands, and let Brian try them one by one, until the whole room was as messy as a typhoon passing through, and Brian also No convenient wand was found.Or, in the words of Mr. Ollivander, "no wand chose him".

Bryan looked bitterly at Dumbledore, who was standing aside and watching the fun with a smile. Only the other party in the room was not affected, and now even Bryan's body was dripping wet.As a result, Dumbledore just laughed and ignored Brian, who was dragged by Ollivander to say "interesting".Brian saw a hint of schadenfreude in his expression.

"Interesting, it's interesting." Ollivander took Brian's hand, and then said to himself, "Maybe I'm thinking in the wrong direction. Maybe you can try Prince's in-law's usual wand." Finished , He climbed up and down on his own, choosing a possible wand for Brian, and he was so agile that he couldn't tell that he was an old man with silver hair.

"Very good, let's try this." The wand that Ollivander pulled out was completely black, and the handle was carved with regular geometric patterns, which seemed to be designed for non-slip, and there was no decoration in other places. Compared with the few wands I tried before, it is really inconspicuous. "The body of the wand has been buried in the ground for 3000 years. It is relatively gentle but tough and durable. The heart of the wand is the heartstring of a dragon."

Brian took the wand, he could smell the faint fragrance of the wand.He waved casually, and a gust of wind blew by, and the three people present suddenly felt refreshed.

"It's amazing." Mr. Ollivander finally showed a faint smile, "Why didn't I think of it at the beginning. You should prepare according to Christine's family..."

Brian also likes this kind of wand very much, the feeling of communicating with the wand is really wonderful.

"Then twelve Galleons, thank you for your patronage."

Brian watched Ollivander's face change dumbfounded, and then paid the money to the other party.

"Very good." Dumbledore stepped forward, "Then we can think about how to get to Azkaban."

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