Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

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"Please allow me to introduce Mr. Ollivander." Dumbledore said to Jemini after sitting down at the referee's bench: "He is going to check your wands and make sure they are in good condition before the game."

Ollivander walked to the open space in the center of the room, glanced at a few people with a smile, and then said, "Miss Delacour, come first, okay?"

Fleur nodded, got up and walked over to Ollivander, handing him the wand.

"Um……"

The wand turned a few times around Ollivander's thin fingers, fiddling with a baton, sparks of pink and gold from the tip of the wand.

Most wand makers have a special wand affinity that isn't some unique talent.

Ollivander said that wands choose wizards, and the same is true. Wands are not always in the hands of owners who do not recognize them. They will choose their owners actively, and they can also tell what kind of person holds them. people.

Therefore, a wand maker like Ollivander, who is very fond of wands, may not necessarily be chosen by the wand, but most wands are happy to get close to him.

Ollivander held Fleur's wand in front of him and examined it carefully.

"Yes, nine-and-a-half inches...great stretch...maple...with...oh my god—"

"A veela hair." Furong said proudly, "My grandma's hair."

"That's right..." Ollivander looked at the wand in his hands in admiration: "Yes, of course, I have never used Veela hair, I think the wand made of Veela hair is too sensitive and willful... However, everyone has their own preferences, and since it suits you..."

As he said that, Ollivander ran his wand with thin fingers. He checked the wand for scratches and bruises, and then he whispered, "The orchids are blooming!"

With a puff, a bouquet of flowers bloomed on the wand head.

"Very good, very good, in good shape." Ollivander said as he gathered up the flowers and handed them to Fleur together with the wand. Jemini laughed secretly while watching. The old guy also seemed to like it. beauty...

"Then... Mr. Krum, it's your turn." Ollivander looked at Krum.

Krum took eight steps to Ollivander,

He drew his wand and handed it to him, then put his hands in the pockets of his robes, and stood aside with a frown in his arms.

"Well..." Ollivander shook his wand: "If I'm not mistaken, this is Gregorovitch's product. He's a great wand maker, though his style is not like mine. Not quite...but...um..."

Ollivander held up his wand, turned it over in front of his eyes, and examined it carefully.

In his opinion, Gregorovitch is a good wand maker, but he cannot agree with the other party's pursuit of wands and production philosophy.

Gregorovitch chases the power and power of the wand, which defines the wand as a weapon.

Ollivander's definition of a wand is a partner, and his pursuit of a wand is perfection and fit, and power must be within fit.

Obviously, the two have completely different ideas.

"That's right... Horntochi, contains the heart tendon cord of a fire dragon, right?" Ollivander glanced at Krum, and Krum nodded.

"Much thicker than what people usually see, very rigid, ten and a quarter inches... Flock of birds!"

The wand made a loud bang, like a pistol firing, and a flock of birds flapped their wings and flew out from the tip of the wand and into the sunlight from the open window.

"Very good," Ollivander said, handing Krum his wand. "Mr Potter? It's your turn."

Harry was stunned, stepped forward, and handed over his wand.

Ollivander took the wand, his eyes flashing with excitement: "Yes yes... yes, I remember it clearly."

The voice fell, he closed his mouth, and did not say anything unrelated to the game.

It took Harry a lot longer to examine the wand than the first two, and Ollivander finally made the wand head spew a stream of wine before returning the wand to Harry, declaring it to be in very good condition.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes turned to Jemini, who made no secret of the fiery light in his eyes, with an eager expression on his face: "Ha... Mr. Fox, I heard..."

Jemini raised his hand, and a silver short sword appeared in his hand.

Ollivander stopped immediately, licked his lips, and looked at the mithril dagger in Jemini's hand with some eagerness.

"My God, is this a wand?"

Furong looked at the 60-centimeter-long dagger in surprise.

"Yes, this is a wand. I heard that Mr. Fox has an interesting wand in his hand not long ago..." Ollivander took the dagger handed by Jemini with both hands and brought it close to him.

"Oh my god...hehe... Mithril! If I remember correctly, the Gryffindor sword should be made of this material. It has a high affinity for magic, and it is also extremely hard. Depending on how it is made, the goblin craftsmanship— —"

Ollivander said, brushing his fingers on the knuckles at the end of the dagger: "However, the shape and pattern of this elder tree, you are very nostalgic, Mr. Fox... If I have not misunderstood, this should still be That phoenix feather, right?"

Jemini nodded.

"I still remember what it looked like at the beginning, thirteen inches, elderberry, phoenix feathers, a weird combination... It seems that it can't keep up with you, so that's why it has become this new form, isn't it?" Levander looked at Jemini with excitement and disappointment.

Jemini sighed and took out a wand from his bosom: "Flock of birds!"

There was a bang, and the tip of the wand exploded into the shape of a morning glory.

"As you can see." Jemini said helplessly.

"Ha...Yeah, I said that you would have a big achievement, but I didn't expect you to grow so fast, Mr. Fox." Ollivander looked a little sad, and then his eyes fell on the hand again. On the mithril dagger.

"To be honest, it's not that I haven't thought about the material of mithril, but when it comes to mithril, the goblins are the best at it. It's not that they can't do it, but it's just too partial. To be partial, and the wood itself is enough..."

Ollivander murmured: "Interesting and magical... No doubt, it doesn't show any scars, does it? And dust-dusting magic - goblins always do this, with some gimmicky ability, lest people know it's a baby…"

After watching for a long time, Ollivander waved his dagger: "Clear water is like a spring!"

wow-

A trickle of water rushed out from the tip of the dagger.

"Very good, very interesting." Ollivander swung the dagger again: "The curse stops immediately."

The spring water disappeared, Ollivander weighed the dagger in his hand, stood up, and waved gently at the stool he was sitting on before.

chah...

With a faint rubbing sound, the dagger easily split the back of the chair.

"There is no doubt that there is nothing wrong with Mr. Fox's wand, but..." Ollivander looked at the referee's bench: "Obviously, it is much sharper than ordinary wands, I don't know if this is considered a violation. , these should be considered by you, Dumbledore."

"Thank you for your hard work, Ollivander." Dumbledore said kindly: "The rules of the game do not stipulate the shape of a wand..."

"But about the definition of a wand, I think we need to discuss it carefully." Ms. Maxim interrupted Dumbledore directly.

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PS: ①Golden Snitch: Fantastic animal, a very fast flying bird, the golden snitch used in the original Quidditch game, but because it is endangered, this behavior was later banned, and the golden snitch made by alchemy was used. The Snitch, the first alchemical golden snitch was born in Godric's Hollow.

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