DNF Meets Harry Potter

Karl looked at the only wand shop in the whole of Britain. It was because he had seen a little psychological preparation in the previous life but he couldn't help but feel shocked.

The reason is that it is so run-down here that even the most important signboard of a store has been severely painted and is suspended on the door plaque. This kind of scene makes him unable to dream of Harry Potter fans from all over the world. I want to come together in the Holy Land.

The sign above the shop says: Ollivander, since 382 BC, it has been making elaborate magic wands. Inside the dusty window, a solitary wand was placed on the faded purple cushion.

Carl couldn't help but stroke his head and sigh: "I said Olivander, but you are the last direct descendant of the three brothers of Peveril who dared to deal with the **** of death. Keep the Gu Ling Pavilion under any circumstances. "

Karl found through the window that Harry was already picking up his wand, so he pushed open the door that might fall with a little effort and walked in.

As for Hagrid, his magic wand was already broken by the Ministry of Magic, so he didn't dare to go into Olivander's magic wand shop. The old guy had specialized in rod making for decades. He glanced at Hagrid's umbrella for a while and knew that there was greasiness. So at this time he should prepare a birthday gift for Harry, the white owl called Hedwig.

"This little gentleman, please wait a moment, please, Mr. Porter has just started picking his wand ..." Ollivander heard the sound of opening the door, looked back, and whispered to Carl.

His eyes are large, and the color is a little light, and it shines like two small light bulbs in a dimly lit store.

"Mr. Porter, your parents were the first magic wand I bought here. I still remember it, like what happened yesterday, ten and a quarter inches long, made of willow wood, and the spell is very good. rapid."

"Your father is a little different, maybe he was a little bit more daring before he met your mother? He chose a mahogany wand, eleven inches long, which he used to achieve great results in transforming. "

Karl: "..."

British wands are basically sold here by you ...

Ollivander took out a tape measure with a silver scale from the pocket of his clothes with a serious expression. For him, making magic wands and helping little wizards choose magic wands are also the least sloppy things in life.

The tape measure automatically pulled away, over Harry's shoulder and began to measure various sizes, from head to shoulder to arm ...

Carl felt that the old man now knew the data better than Harry himself.

And when he really can't understand the wave of operations of Ollivander, does he not mean that the wand chooses the wizard? Why do you want to measure these like making clothes? Is it true that Ollivander chose the wand for the little wizard based on big data?

"Come, try this wand."

Harry took the wand from Ollivander and was somewhat at a loss in his hand.

"Take a try, Mr. Potter." He gently guided.

"boom!"

Harry waved his wand, and a vase in the shop shattered.

"I'm sorry, sir." Harry was a little sorry.

"It's okay, it seems that this root will not work, try this root again."

……

After repeated experiments, when Carl could n’t help but remind Olivand to take the holly wand directly out, he finally chose the right wand for the little savior.

"Maybe this one works?" Ollivander murmured and took a wand from the top box.

Harry took the wand, and the tip of the wand shone brightly. His hair was plated with golden light, and the surrounding walls were shining with dazzling light spots. Some dim houses suddenly brightened.

"I really deserve to be the savior, this compulsion is high!" Karl exclaimed inwardly.

"Wonderful, really amazing!" Ollivander jumped up and down.

"In this posture, there is a basketball and a piece of chicken. You are too beautiful. Maybe he can fly?" Karl looked a little speechless at Olivand.

"Sorry, sir, excuse me, may I ask what makes you wonder?" Harry asked with some doubt.

"Dear Mr. Porter, I clearly remember the date of sale and the owner of each wand I sold. It happened that this wand and the core of the other wand came from the feathers of the same Phoenix." Olivander explained with a smile.

"The other phoenix's name is Fox, which is the old Deng." Carl added inwardly.

"The wonderful thing is that this wand actually chose you, because its brother left you with this scar." Ollivander walked over and stroked Harry's lightning scar with his thin fingers. .

"Purple shirt body, 13:30 inches long, fell into that man's hand, causing this scar, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Alas ... I knew that, I would ..."

"You just charge a few hundred more gold gallon advertising fees? Which little wizard came to you empty-handed?" Karl continued to vomit.

In addition, when Carl looked at Harry Potter's messy shop after choosing his wand, he suddenly understood why the monopoly of the largest Oliver wand shop in the UK was so broken. The weapons of wizards all over the UK are derived from this, and even a few times a day this situation can't bear the Ling Xiao Bao Temple.

"Finally, Mr. Porter, the wand is choosing the wizard, and once a wand chooses its owner, he will follow him for life and death until he dies. And after the wizard's death, the magic of the wand will dissipate and become a complete one. Useless wooden sticks, so you must treat him well. "Ollivander finally warned seriously.

"Well, sir, please be assured that I will cherish it." The little savior clutched the wand in his hand tightly, and a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes.

Then when he heard this, Carl couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "hetui ~, I believe you are a ghost. You are a bad old man."

Voldemort was just pitted by your sentence.

Look at who is the final MVP? Old wand, no doubt!

If it was n’t for the last old wand mutiny, Voldemort was engulfed by his own magic, would he turn old Volley by a disarming spell of Harry Potter?

He can't help but praise Dumbledore's old glass. The phrase "old man is perfect" is really not in vain. Old Deng calculated everyone including himself. He knew the rules of the old wand and deliberately died to give Harry Potter such a chance.

Old wand: Is the wand the most important partner of the wizard? Sorry, I do n’t think so.