HP's Platinum Temptation

Ollivander's large, pale eyes were filled with astonishment.The movements of his hands also stopped.The automatic measuring scale hanging on the edge of the counter raised his head curiously, as if he was also looking at the questioning boy.

As the door was slowly closed, the hustle and bustle of Diagon Alley that poured in through the crack of the door just now was cut off.The quiet indoor environment brought back the old man's sense of trance.

"To be honest, although I am not surprised that there are guests coming at this time, your question really surprised me." The old man put down the flannelette and wand in his hand, and pointed to the bench behind Clarence: " Please sit down and talk."

"Thank you." Clarence thanked politely, and at the same time looked around the wand shop that was different from the last time I visited: "When I came last time, there were a lot more wands than now. But it looks like this It seems a little tidier."

"Yes, little wizards need more choices, don't they? You know, apart from that time, I don't have many customers who need to buy wands. Most wizards are still willing to take care of their wands themselves .” The gray-haired old man came out from behind the counter and held out his hand to Clarence: “Come on, let me see your wand, Mr. Lambert.”

Clarence drew the beige wand from the wand case, and placed both hands in the old man's.

"Oh yes, that's right, of course I remember it, [-] and [-]/[-] inches, dragon heart tendon, ash, very hard material. It's nice to see it's in such good condition. For Ollie For Vander, every wand sold is like his own child, who doesn’t like their children to be treated kindly?” After the old man checked the wand carefully and confirmed that there was no problem, he returned the wand to Claren S: "It's in very good shape and alive. So, what's your question?"

"I remember when you sold me this wand, you said it was a wand of a certain age. I wondered very much if there was anything special about it."

"It must be said that wand making is a noble art. Little Mr. Lambert, do you know why people are willing to choose Ollivander's wand as their intimate companion?" The old man sat next to Clarence Come down, and guide the topic with a gentle tone.

"Is it because you said that the wand has its own spirituality and will choose its own master?"

"Oh, you're right, but it's not such a simple thing. Usually, after a wizard owns a wand, if nothing happens, the wand will often accompany them all their lives, and they can always show Very good fit." The old man smiled and shook his head slowly: "Eleven-year-old little wizards will come here before entering school to choose a wand that suits them. At that age, most of them have just Start a new life as a wizard. But you know, children's development is always full of countless possibilities. But the first wand chosen is always the one that is the most comfortable. How about testing to find the best answer that seems difficult?"

The old man's question seems to have nothing to do with Clarence's question, but it seems to be expressing something: "Do you mean that the wand can predict the future development of the master?"

The old man didn't immediately comment on Clarence's answer: "I thought I could show you something. Have you ever heard of the Elder Wand?"

Clarence shook his head honestly, waiting for the old man's next words.

"That is a real legend. The Elder Wand is a gift from the God of Death. It is said to be the most powerful wand in the world. Only the most powerful wizards can own and use it."

"This sounds very powerful, so who owns this legendary wand?" Clarence asked cooperatively.

The old man showed a big smile, and deep wrinkles emerged from the corners of his eyes.He turned and walked to the window, took out the lonely wand on the purple cushion, and handed it to Clarence: "Why don't you try it?"

Clarence stretched out his hand a little unresponsively.When the handshake of the wand touched Clarence's skin, a desolate breath instantly washed away his whole mind.The exterior of the wand is still in good condition, just looking a bit worn.But when he was holding it, the heavy sense of time made Clarence almost unable to hold this ordinary wand, and then he heard his frightened voice: "Is this the Elder Wand?"

The gray-haired old man shook his head with a smile, took the wand that seemed to freeze Clarence's movements, and waved it lightly a few times: "This is my wand. The old wand has no specific form, it surrenders to defeat it Or we can regard him as an embodiment of power and rules. In fact, it should not be difficult for you to guess who the owner of the Elder Wand will be." The old man encouraged Clarence to tell himself with his eyes conjecture.

"You mean, Headmaster Dumbledore?"

"The name of this wand is Ollivander. It belongs not only to me, but to all Ollivanders. I prefer to regard it as a symbol of wisdom." The old man nodded in satisfaction. Put the wand back on the cushion again: "Every wand here may not be made by me, such as the one in your hand, but they all have the characteristics that Ollivander's wand has. The inside of the wand The core is also the core part of the wand. Every material we use comes from the voluntary donations of their owners. Therefore, each wand has its own soul. It is you who use the wand, but the wand itself is guiding you along a path that is both you and it. So, do you understand?"

Clarence nodded thoughtfully.

"Believe me, this conversation is also a new experience for me." The old man patted Clarence's shoulder lightly, and slowly walked back to his position behind the counter.

"Thank you, then I'll go first." Clarence knew that there would be no more results if he continued to ask, so he bid farewell politely and left the wand shop.

Ollivander's answer was intriguing, and Clarence didn't intend to continue his thinking on the streets full of people coming and going.

In a corner far from the wand shop and the Lambert clothing store, there is also a brand new shop.Almost the entire wall facing the street is made of transparent window glass, and there are only a few scattered commodities on the shelf behind the bed.Compared with the oversized window, the door of the store is a bit stingy, as if the window barely made a narrow space for it.

You can see through the window that there are other customers in the store.Clarence pushed the door open and stepped in.

"I didn't expect to meet you here, Mr. Lambert." The person standing in the shop admiring the goods on the shelves turned his head when he heard the door knock.After seeing clearly that it was Clarence, he took the initiative to say hello.

"Good day, Mr. Collins." Clarence replied immediately.

"We came a little early, before the time agreed on the invitation letter, so we went out for a stroll. Are you here to help Mr. Lambert?" Collins is a very handsome and attractive middle-aged man.

"No, sir, so I think you won't be able to see me in the store for a while." Clarence turned to the beautiful woman and child standing beside Collins: "Is this Mrs. Collins and Mr. Collins?"

"Yes. Is this the first time you have met? Let me introduce you. This is my wife, Ada, and my son, Bryce." After introducing Clarence, Collins turned to his family: "This It is Clarence Lambert, the youngest son of Mr Lambert."

Mrs. Collins is very beautiful, her big brown eyes are very bright, like water waves flowing, the makeup on her face is very simple, but it highlights her own beautiful temperament.The child who stood beside Mrs. Collins and kept looking at Clarence with curious eyes also inherited the excellent looks of his parents.

"Your family looks as beautiful as a painting standing together." Clarence praised sincerely.He had also met Mrs Lister and Mrs Horne (during the initial visits with the Duke of Rezland).But counting his own mother, the Duchess, among all the ladies Clarence had seen, even if they were well-dressed, they probably couldn't compare to Mrs. Collins's beauty.

"Haha, thank you for your compliment. It is also my honor to marry such a beautiful wife." Collins laughed very proudly, but there were two blushes that seemed unusual on his fair face.The laughter is still hearty, but it seems a little less energetic than before.Clarence also saw Mrs. Collins looking at her husband with a hint of concern.

"Of course, your luck will be envied by all men." Clarence responded, "However, Mr. Collins, with all due respect, your complexion does not look very good. Are you sick?"

"Oh, this." Collins withdrew his smile, and stretched out his hand to touch his face: "It's nothing. I went to St. Mungo's yesterday, and the therapist said it was a little tired, so he gave some dreamless potions. Let me take care of myself." You'll be fine after a few days of rest. Don't worry."

The ensuing conversation didn't last long, and Mr. Collins Jr. seemed to be about the same age as Draco, but less patient.

After saying goodbye, the Collins family walked to Lambert's clothing store.Clarence, on the other hand, changed his mind temporarily before going to Hogsmeade, and went back to Lambert Manor first.He wanted to check with the Duke of Rezlan about Mr. Collins' health before he went out.

But before he found his target, he was stopped by Link who was reporting to him.

"Little master! The thing you let Link guard last time seemed to be making some noise just now." The voice of the house elf panicked: "Please go and have a look!"

When Clarence heard this, his head grew dizzy.

After taking the diadem home in a dragonhide pouch, Clarence placed him in a sealed cellar at the manor.But because he wanted Link to observe whether the light of the curse on the crown faded every day, he didn't tie his pockets.

When Clarence rushed to the cellar, what he saw was a black and white light cluster, slightly floating away from the countertop where it was placed.

As if sensing Clarence's approach, the light cluster surrounding the crown suddenly rolled violently.

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