A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Felix stayed directly at the ‘Future World’ company for one night. In the early morning of the next day, he came to a small and broken shop on the south side of Diagon Alley. The gold paint on the sign was peeled off, but this store was famous in Diagon Alley because its name was Ollie. Van der.

As the slogan on the sign says, it has a long history of making excellent wands since 382 BC. The outstanding and stable quality has made most British wizards buy wands here in Ollivander, and they must It is mentioned that this is the only wand shop that has established a cooperative relationship with Hogwarts. All freshmen who are about to enter Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry will get discounts when they buy wands here.

For many people, the first magic wand is often a lifetime companion. This makes Mr. Ollivander, the owner of the magic wand shop, a high status in the magic world, and he will receive special respect no matter where he goes.

Today, the owner of the magic wand shop received Felix.

"Thirteen inches, ebony wood, with dragon heartstrings, a very tough combination. Of course, I mean the character of the wand is suitable for various types of offensive magic and transformation. It is almost the most comprehensive type of wand, that is The masterpiece of my youth, I have been looking forward to someone buying it."

Mr. Ollivander's light eyes seemed to glow in the dark.

"It turns out that my vision is right. The owner of the wand is shining." He said, "What would you like to buy, a set of wand maintenance kits? It contains delicate velvet cloth and beeswax. Be sure to give your wand to others. Left a deep impression"

He looked at Felix, guessing where Felix had hidden his wand.

"It's a pity, Mr. Ollivander, that wand is ruined." Felix said.

"Destroyed?" Mr. Ollivander repeated, his big light-colored eyes blinked in disbelief, "Do you mean it is broken? If it's just a small problem, you can fix it for me."

"No, it's not," Felix said, "it's completely ruined, there's no wreckage."

The old man calmed down and seemed to merge with this dimly lit storefront, only his pupils that were close to colorless flickered.

"Is that so," he said softly, "I hope it does its job."

"What?" Felix asked in surprise.

"I read the newspaper, the last event of the Haipu Tournament." Mr. Ollivander suppressed his voice and said, "You fought the mysterious man? Was the magic wand destroyed at that time?"

"Yes, until the last minute." Felix said.

Mr. Ollivander was even more excited, "Sure enough, I have always hoped to make up for my mistakes, everything is like yesterday... The person who can’t mention the name came over to purchase the magic wand alone. The magic wand was pleasantly surprised. The yew wood with phoenix feathers is very powerful...I praised him very hard."

"He must be so happy." Felix said blankly, as if looking at a liar. "You said something similar to me back then, and you just said it again."

"Ahem! You are different from him. I only see pure liking and yearning for magic in your eyes! I can see this... but the person who can’t mention the name is different. When I told him that he was born When he was extraordinary, he tried his best not to let himself be too excited," Ollivander showed a sly gaze, "I did say these things to many people, it's like a good wish, and the guests will be very happy to hear... And I’m not a lie. The magic wand chooses the wizard, and the magic wand assists the wizard. No one can tell a person’s future achievements."

"What's more, he did achieve great results in the end, even though he did bad things."

He fell into the memory, and after a while he came back to his senses, "Well, Mr. Haipu, then what is the purpose of your trip?"

"Buy a new wand."

"Ah, a new wand! Of course it is." The old man said of course, turning and walking towards the shelf, "but it may take a lot of time. It is always more troublesome for adult wizards to choose a wand, and there are more factors to consider."

"Mr. Ollivander" Felix tried to interrupt him.

"...You should know Sirius Black? He tried a whole wall of stock..."

"Wait, Mr. Ollivander. If I can, I hope to get an old wand." Felix said quickly.

Mr. Ollivander turned around with a strange light in his eyes.

"Old magic wand?" he whispered, as if asking a question or talking to himself.

"Yes, I hope that I can provide the core required to make the wand and build an exclusive wand in accordance with the standards of the old age." Felix said. Rather than pursuing illusory legends, he hopes to obtain a wand that matches him perfectly.

"It's really surprising." Mr. Ollivander said hesitantly, "I rarely do this kind of work. The custom wand always feels unstable, time-consuming and labor-intensive."

"But you can definitely do it. When this need appeared in my mind, this was the first thing I thought of." Felix said slowly, "You know what I mean, more than two thousand years of heritage, the magic wand The combination of a family and a genius brain..."

"You have found the right person, child." Mr. Ollivander said happily. "The Ollivander family is the best in the business of wand craftsmen in Britain!" he said, and then added in a low voice. "It may also be the best in Europe."

"So you agreed?" Felix asked.

"I'm willing to try," Mr. Ollivander said readily. "It will be my honour, first-class Merlin Medal winner, Mr. Haipu." He bowed slightly, and pointed his fingers at random as he straightened up. On the desktop, under the thick book is a daily prophet.

Felix pulled the newspaper out of the book, and on it was a picture of yesterday's ceremony. There are five people in the photo. Felix and Ms. Bones are standing on both sides, smiling faintly. The three in the middle Harry kept running through his hair, trying to make the thing smooth; Ron looked serious, but the next second he turned his back and kissed the medal secretly. Hermione smiled brilliantly, fingers again and again. Rubbing the pattern of the medal.

The headline of the newspaper's headline was "The Warrior Who Frustrated the Dark Lord".

"Do you have any suggestions for the core material?" Mr. Ollivander asked.

"Of course." Felix lifted his head from the newspaper. One of his hair began to grow rapidly. It was ten inches long, and then it broke from the root of the hair and floated towards the surprised old man.

"what?"

Mr. Ollivander caught the hair, took out a pair of glasses from the box with the other hand, lowered his head and looked at it carefully, "Wonderful... super magical substance, it is amazing... take the liberty to ask, your ancestors have Is it a humanoid bloodline?"

"I don't think so." Felix said with a black face.

Mr. Ollivander smacked his lips, obviously a little unbelieving. "In fact, it's not a big deal. Although this combination is against the worldly concept, the offspring born can sometimes be jealous of talents. For example, the professor of Hogwarts's curse class, you should know him... and The little Boothbatten girl I saw last year has the pedigree of the charm baby...Of course, I guess the headmaster of Boothbatton also..." He closed his mouth, looked serious, and stared down at Felix's hair.

"What's the matter?" Felix asked.

It took a long time for Mr. Ollivander to raise his head in surprise, "I can't see any traces of aliens. This shows that even if your ancestors had mixed blood, it was a matter of a dozen generations ago. It can be completely ignored..." Carefully place it in a brown box, "I'm going to use ebony wood, and the size will not change. How do you feel about it as close to your first wand as possible?"

"No problem." Felix said satisfied. At this stage, the magic wand can still play a big role for him, because he can't completely put aside the modern magic spell system, not to mention, he feels that this system also has many advantages.

At this time, jingle bells came from behind the door.

Someone came in with long pale yellow hair, a pale pointed face, and indifferent gray eyes. It was Lucius Malfoy.

Mr. Ollivander quietly closed the box with Felix's hair and stuffed it into the cabinet.

"Welcome, Mr. Malfoy," he said gracefully.

Lucius was stunned for a few seconds, his light-colored eyes bulged slightly, showing a look of surprise, and then he supported his body with a cane, his expression became cold again. At the same time, the starlight in Felix's eyes slowly converged.

Prophecy Ball...

Felix recalled the information that Lucius had revealed in the Thinking Room. In addition to complaining about the frightening life, he also gave an important message along the way. Taking advantage of the riots in the Ministry of Magic yesterday morning, a silent man who had been casted by the Imperius Curse entered the prophecy hall of the Department of Mysteries and tried to get a prophecy ball about the fate of Voldemort, but was injured by the protection spell.

Broderick Bode, Felix has heard the name.

It was a month ago when he met Bode in the prophecy hall of the Department of Mysteries. At that time, in order to avoid being interrupted while studying time energy, Felix had to stun him with regret. This person can be unlucky twice in a row, Felix feels that he is also responsible, he is going to give an amulet anonymously...

Well, it's kind of heartfelt.

...

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Haipu." Lucius said politely, and turned to look at Mr. Ollivander. "I came here today to buy a new wand. Unfortunately, my original wand. It was ruined by an accident."

Mr. Ollivander looked at Felix and Lucius with a weird expression. It is quite rare to see two wands destroyed in one day.

"Then I will leave first, Mr. Ollivander," Felix said, his heart moved and turned slowly.

"Oh, yes" he said in a provocative tone: "I heard that the dark demon with his head and tail also lost his wand and had to **** it from his servant." Mr. Ollivander immediately looked at Lucius, Lucius' pale face flushed.

"nonsense"

"But this approach can only be used as a means of transition, Mr. Ollivander, you have to be careful of his men kidnapping you." Felix finished speaking, and walked towards the door.

He said this to remind Mr. Ollivander to be safe~www.readwn.com~ Judging from the old man's silently picking up his wand, his goal was achieved.

As for Lucius, there is no need to worry about Felix. On the contrary, when he goes back and finds an opportunity to report the matter to Voldemort, Voldemort will take it for granted. And Felix also took the opportunity to show the conflict between the two, and Lucius' undercover identity would be hidden deeper.

Felix opened the door

"Wait, Mr. Haipu." Mr. Ollivander exclaimed suddenly. Felix turned his head and looked at him suspiciously. At the same time, Lucius was standing in the corner silently, annoyed into anger.

Excellent acting skills.

"That's it... Can I ask you a question?" Mr. Ollivander asked after getting a positive answer: "Why do you call the wand you want like that?"

Old magic wand?

"Isn't it fun to name your new wand with something from a fairy tale?" Felix replied with a smile.