Chapter 34 Magic Wand? Chopsticks!

Alas, here we go again.

Looking at Ollivander who was in a sluggish state, Dumbledore couldn't bear to look at him and raised his right hand to rub his slightly sore forehead. From yesterday to today, he had seen similar situations too many times. Lina always seems to be able to question the common perceptions of everyone in the magic world from some very strange angles.

"Ahem, Mr. Ollivander, you don't have to worry too much about this problem. As far as I know, most of the graduates of Hogwarts still use the wands they purchased when they enrolled. We are still doing the same as before. , go ahead and pick your wand."

Dumbledore coughed slightly, glared majestically at Elena, who was still about to say something, and patted Ollivander's shoulder gently in an attempt to get everything back on track.

"Oh, yes, yes. Honey, please raise your arms."

Ollivander suddenly came back to his senses, lightly snapped his fingers, and the silver tape measure automatically unfolded and flew around to measure Elena's size. Ollivander himself was walking between the shelves, busy moving down the long box containing the wand.

"Every Ollivander wand contains super powerful magical substances, and this is its essence, Miss Kaslana."

Ollivander returned to Elena with a pile of rickety long boxes, explaining, "We use unicorn hair, phoenix tail feathers, dragon tendons, snake nerves, etc. as the core of the wand. , if you want to fully utilize these powerful magic items, you need to be at least four or five years older."

"Dragon tendons? Snake nerves?"

The silver-haired little loli keenly captured the words in Ollivander's mouth, and before Dumbledore could stop him, she quickly asked, "After these magical substances are stripped from living magical creatures, they can still remain." Active—er, I mean magical properties?"

"Of course, in a sense, every wand has its own life. It's an art, not just a stick."

The old man nodded proudly. The Ollivander family's determination of the wand core and wand wood materials, the process of integrating them, and the selection of the ideal owner of the wand have always been secrets coveted by other wand makers.

"alright."

Regarding this topic, Ollivander obviously didn't have much desire to explore further. He took out a wand from the long box in his arms and handed it forward, "Then, Miss Elena, try this one. Grape Vine Wood And dragon heart tendon, ten and three-quarter inches, it should be more suitable for you with your extraordinary wisdom."

Gulu~

At that moment, Ollivander was sure he heard a very slight swallowing sound.

Elena took the wand and murmured quietly.

"In other words, the sealed magic and ingredients in each wand (whispering)... all have a long shelf life?"

As she spoke, the silver-haired little loli's gaze slowly became intense. She raised her head and looked at the densely packed long boxes around her. She lightly licked her upper lip with her little tongue - each wand was a miniature can. ah!

Buzz~

The wand held in Elena's hand trembled strangely, and the sheen flowing on the wooden surface dimmed instantly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Oh, my God." Before Elena could react, Mr. Ollivander's expression changed and he immediately took the wand from her hand.

"Maple wood, 13 inches long, the heart tendon of the fire dragon. Try it -" This time, before the silver-haired little Loli could even hold the wand, as soon as her fingertips touched it, the wand He trembled slightly, and then became disheartened.

"No, no - try this one, beech with unicorn tail hair, 9 inches 7, tolerant and full of wisdom, very flexible...hiss..."

As Elena tried wands one after another, she could clearly see that a series of fine beads of sweat had appeared on Mr. Ollivander's forehead, and they were piled on the benches and floor of the entire wand shop. He picked up all kinds of magic wands, and without exception, they all showed a dead silence.

Even in the later stage, like some kind of terrible infectious disease, row after row of wands lost their activity under Elena's fingers, and the entire wand shop was filled with an indescribably weird atmosphere.

"Hey, is this a bit too much?!"

Elena raised her eyebrows unhappily. Why did other protagonists see all kinds of strange lights after entering the wand shop, but she was like a god of plague, and all the wands seemed to be dead when they were in her hands.

"Calm down, don't rush, don't rush."

Ollivander took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and took a deep breath. He didn't know whether it was more about comforting Elena or about self-comfort.

After dealing with wands for so many years, Ollivander has never seen a wizard who can make wands feel fear like this - yes, fear.

As the caster of these wands, he could definitely feel the slight tremor from each wand, as if a small animal had encountered a vicious predator.

"A um, rather special customer. I think there is always a way to find one that is least afraid of you, um, I mean the one that is most suitable and close to you - let me think about it - that's right!"

Ollivander glanced at Dumbledore, slapped his forehead suddenly in realization, rushed into the shelf and pulled out a long box that seemed to have been deliberately placed in the corner, and handed it to Elena solemnly.

"An extraordinary combination, holly wood, phoenix feathers, eleven inches long. The holly wood, which symbolizes endurance and perseverance, and the phoenix feathers, which symbolize courage and hope, I think there should be no problem."

"Um, Professor Dumbledore..."

Elena blinked and subconsciously looked back at Dumbledore. Isn't this the wand of the savior Harry Potter? She was not worried that the wand had chosen her, but she was worried about what would happen if Harry accidentally frightened the little wand to death when Harry came.

"Is there any problem? As recommended by Mr. Ollivander, let's try it first..."

Dumbledore smiled gently and had no other reaction.

"Sigh - to be honest, I have an ominous premonition -"

Elena sighed and picked up the wand under Ollivander's expectant and anxious eyes.

As she held the end of the wand, the entire Ollivander's Wand Shop suddenly remembered a loud phoenix chirp, and red light flickered from the head of the wand, dyeing the space with a warm golden color. .

Mr. Ollivander breathed a sigh of relief, clapped with a smile on his face and said, "Oh, great! Really, great...eh?!"

The wand held in Elena's hand seemed to have suddenly gone crazy, trembling violently to an unprecedented degree, which was more intuitive and violent than the state shown by all previous wands.

Whoosh~

Snap.

Next, the crazy phoenix wand broke away from the palm of the silver-haired little loli and rushed upwards. After hitting the hard ceiling hard, it lost strength and fell to the ground again.

"Um, so this wand, which symbolizes courage... was scared away by me?"

Elena had a dark face and rubbed her palms expressively - because she worked too hard, there was an obvious red mark on her palms. She had decided that during her time at Hogwarts, she must eat phoenix meat to relieve her anger.

"……probably."

Ollivander nodded sluggishly, glanced at Elena and the "corpse" of wands scattered around her in confusion, and fell into a long silence. For him, for a moment and a half, I can't find a suitable wand.

At this time, Dumbledore, who had been quietly acting as a spectator, suddenly broke and said.

"It seems, Garrick, you need to order an extra wand for Miss Elena Kaslana, just like you did before."

In fact, before Garrick Ollivander took over the family business, most wandsmiths in the wizarding world were relatively casual in this regard. A customer will often hand over to the wandmaker a magical substance that they prefer, have inherited from their ancestors, or that the family trusts.

This perception did not change until Garrick Ollivander, the Mr. Ollivander in front of them, appeared.

Garrick Ollivander was a purist who insisted that the core of the best wand would never come from the whiskers of a customer's beloved cat, or the white nectar that saved his father from poisoning. Twigs, or the hair of a mermaid the customer encountered while on holiday in Scotland.

In contrast, the best wands contain a magically powerful core made of carefully selected materials that complement the properties of the core, and are chosen from the wizards who find the wand most attractive to it.

Although there was initial resistance to this subversive approach to wandmaking, it was soon discovered that Ollivander's wands were superior to any other.

"Customized wand? It seems that this is the only way."

Ollivander frowned. Although he was a little reluctant, it seemed that this was the only way at the moment. After all, the long-established Ollivander family's signature could not be flawed in his hands, but there was still another one. question.

"I have a few options for the material of the wand, but Albus, what should I use for the core?"

"A hair."

"My hair."

Dumbledore's and Elena's voices sounded almost at the same time.

Ollivander thought carefully, spread his hands, and said seriously.

"No. If I'm not wrong, this Miss Elena Kaslana should be a half-Veela, right? The magic material contained in her hair is not enough to construct a powerful wand."

"She doesn't need an overly powerful wand." Dumbledore shook his head. "The magical potential in her body is already amazing enough. For her, the most important thing is to learn how to control it, rather than pursuing more power. strength. I think this shouldn’t be difficult for you, Garrick, right?”

As he spoke, Dumbledore waved his wand gently, and a long silver hair fell off silently and floated into Ollivander's hand.

"Well, okay. If you insist. However, let's agree beforehand that custom-made wands are not cheap. As for the material, I suggest choosing black walnut."

Ollivander pondered for a while, then shrugged helplessly and agreed.

"Wait a minute, hey, there's one more little request..."

Elena gritted her teeth, pulled out several long silver hairs from her head in one breath, and handed them to Ollivander's hands with tears in her eyes.

Ouch~ It hurts so much~~

Then, the little loli begged with a sweet and flattering look, "Grandpa Ollivander, can you help me make two wands? After all, I am special. If one breaks, I still have a spare."

Two? Ollivander looked at the silver-haired little Loli in front of him with a dumb smile. Did this little girl think that wand casting was a simple craftsman's job? He shook his head and said proudly.

"Every Ollivander's wand is unique, so..."

"Ahem," Dumbledore looked at the tearful silver-haired little Lolita and cleared his throat, "I remember that there was a community of unicorns living in the Forbidden Forest..."

"Of course, because we cherish the use of magical materials, we will occasionally use the same materials to make wands. Leave an address and I will have the owl send it to you in a week."

Ollivander changed his words without hesitation, not noticing the subtle change in Dumbledore's expression next to him.

"Huh? Thank you Professor Dumbledore, thank you Mr. Ollivander."

Elena was overjoyed and thanked her repeatedly - black walnut, that's a very rare wood for making chopsticks, ah, it's the top wood for wands.

(Click to view the introduction of black walnut)

——————

——————

PS: Regarding the previous chapter, it should be noted that the protagonist did not propose a new concept, but inspired Ollivander from the path of studying materials and wand cores to the path of the alien wand form. Just like after the emergence of hard pens, quill pens gradually disappeared from mainstream society. Since magic wands became system production, exotic wands have completely withdrawn from the market. However, the short and simple stick-shaped wand has become a mainstream format, but this does not mean that it has complete advantages and applicability in all scenarios. For example, some people like big swords and big sticks.

PS2: I have placed a description of the wand material in the extra chapter, which is imported from pottermore. Young wizards who are interested can check it out.

PS3: Please give me your recommendation votes, 嘤嘤嘤~~This is a huge chapter of nearly 4,000 words.

PS4: I stayed up late to write this chapter and finished the wand plot in one go. This way, everyone won’t have to wait too long. You can watch my plot smoothly.

Elena Kaslana: When I lift my chopsticks, the world will tremble.

If you don’t vote for recommendation, I will eat you~~

Hey, hey, there will be no recommendation slots next week, please continue to support~~~