Chapter 985

The snake wand is the main wand he wants to use in the duel, and the snake wand is also used when he spars with Kent, and he will continue to use it in the next practice, if Solim and the snake wand are in place during this time, so as to unlock the next layer of seals on their own, what kind of variables will the wand that suddenly become unfamiliar bring to the duel?

This is simply bad news.

Yes, Solim also has a dueling Poplar wand in his hand, which he is comfortable with, but it is not as powerful as the snake wand when using certain spells, and few wands can compare to the snake wand in terms of increasing mana output.

If it's against ordinary wizards, it's okay to use poplar wood, but when it comes to dealing with Dax, Solim wishes he could use a more powerful wand.

"Is there a way to ......?"

"If you want to ask if you can continue the wand in its current state, my answer is no. "

As soon as he spoke of his wand, Sewell's thoughts became clear, and his tongue sharpened.

"Can you still hold it back halfway through the bathroom?" Sewell didn't know about the duel, he was a little puzzled: "Wouldn't it be a good thing to break the seal earlier?" "

In normal times, Solim wished that his snake staff could unlock the seal, because it was a proof of his control over his magic power, but when was it now? Seeing that he was about to duel with Dax, his wand became unstable because of breaking the seal, and it took time to re-run, which would be fatal~.

The power of the bone spur is indeed greater than that of the aspen wand, but it also has many limitations, it can greatly enhance the power of dark magic, but the price is that it cannot use any magic with positive emotions, and the enhancement of neutral spells is not as good as that of aspen wood, not to mention that Dax has been plotted once by Solim with a bone spur, unless his memory is modified, how can he forget this wand of Solim-?

"I've needed to use it lately – maybe it's going to be intense, and I can't afford to risk it becoming no longer stable. "

Sewell didn't understand what Solim was talking about, but Archibald did.

"Is your grandfather going to give you any training during the holidays?"

Archibald naturally didn't know about Solim's dueling, which was Selwyn's family affair.

"If it's training, I use the same with poplar. But not this time, I need my most powerful wand to be stable and efficient. Solim said.

"Wait, you're not saying, what duel you're going to fight, are you?" Archibald looked at Solim in surprise.

The phrase "requires intense use of the wand" is basically an allusion to combat.

Archibald, as an alchemist, certainly didn't have any idea about this, otherwise he wouldn't have been so slow to react.

"It's a duel," Solim's tone was flat, as if he was talking about what to eat at night, "Prepare for the day tomorrow, I'll get married the day after tomorrow, and the duel will be officially fought in three days." "

Archibald and Sewell involuntarily opened their mouths, looking a little funny.

Archibald knew that Solim was going to get married the day after tomorrow, because he had an invitation from Selwyn, but he really didn't know about the duel.

"Does your grandfather know?"

Archibald also thought that Solim had made a duel with someone in private.

"Yes. "

While Solim and Archibald were talking, Sewell lowered his head and pondered something, his eyes getting brighter and brighter, wasn't this a great opportunity?

"If you're worried about your wand status, I've got a solution. Sevier seemed to feel that he had not finished his sentence, and added, "I can't do anything more with the wand that Faszil gave you, but I can give you a new one—a wand that is perfectly suited to you, absolutely to your habits, and to your magical path......"

Sewell had obviously not done anything tempting, and his tone was a little pompous.

But the effect he wanted was achieved.

"Is it too late? I still need time to get used to it...... If I don't have time to run in, I might as well use aspen. "

"It's too late! it's definitely too late!" Sevier's eyes lit up, rubbing his hands together, "and I assure you, the wand that goes out of me doesn't need to be run-in! it is a part of your body from the moment it is born, and it is completely yours. "

"Then what are we waiting for?" Archibald clapped his hands, "Hurry up!" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

It seemed that he couldn't go back today, and even stayed here for the next few days, so Solim summoned Zim and wrote three letters back on the spot, one for Grandpa, one for Vanessa, and the last one for Elena.

Solim finished his business and found that Sevier had taken out everything he had eaten: a beautiful three-sided workbench with all the tools neatly arranged on the shelves.

"What should I do?" Solim was involved in wand making for the first time, and he usually only needed to provide materials.

"I need to ask you before we begin—"

As soon as he came to his field of expertise, Sewell suddenly became serious and looked extremely professional. Solim felt that the workbench next to him had given him a lot of points.

"—which way of magic path you have chosen. "

"Don't feel abrupt," Archibald quickly explained, for fear that Solim, the little one, would start thinking again, "you're customizing your wand right now, which is completely different from when you bought it from Ollivander. "

"I must warn you here," Sevier said, "because of the different preferences for emotions, the wizard's inclination when casting spells is also different, which is very sensitive for wands, and I want you to tell me your casting preferences completely and without concealment." "

Solim frowned, the question was too private, even more intimate than asking Solim about the color of his panties. But it is clear that there is little room for bargaining in the current situation.

"Lean into the Dark Arts," Solim crossed his arms, "and while I don't really like the Dark Arts, you know, my identity doesn't allow me to do what I want. "

Solim reached for his aspen wand, and a stream of silver steam emerged from the tip of the wand and quickly condensed into the shape of a phoenix.

"As you can see, my Patronus Charm works well. "

Solim then dispersed his Patronus, and a gray mist began to rise...... It was a manifestation of the magic that enveloped Solim's negativity, and if a Muggle was hit with it, the hapless creature would eventually faint in hysterical madness, and only God knows what it would be like when he woke up.

"I don't know what kind of wand I'm supposed to have. Solim withdrew his wand, "I want to be able to go deep enough into the dark arts, but I don't want my character to be affected too much. "

"I'm roughly clear. Sewell nodded, "It's common, it's easy to do." "

Solim's face stiffened, and his heart said I finally opened up and opened my heart, this is how you reacted?

Still "very common"?

"You don't think you're special, do you?" Archibald scoffed, "Of course, Phoenix does make you a little special, but other than that, you're no different from those hairy boys in Sculler." "。