Chapter 144 The Restoration Spell of the Elder Wand
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Nian Gao Pei Ma Tuan
After Glenn had dinner, he took Hagrid's wand all the way to the principal's office on the eighth floor.
The gargoyle at the door was as enthusiastic as ever.
It was obvious that he really liked this Ollivander boy.
Glenn climbed the golden spiral staircase and came to the oak door.
The wooden door was ajar, and a deep voice came from inside.
"I don't understand what you like about him..."
There was a hint of disgust in that voice.
"Like his father, he is mediocre and arrogant, loves to violate discipline, likes to be in the limelight, attract others' attention, and is rude and rude..."
"You are seeing what you expected to see, Severus. As far as I know, the other professors are praising him..."
"Tuk Tuk~"
Glenn knocked on the office door.
"Please come in."
The wooden door in front of him opened with a creak, revealing the scene inside.
Old God Dumbledore was sitting on the ground behind his desk, holding a copy of "Transfiguration Today" in his hands without raising his head.
He picked up a candy and stuffed it into his mouth, licked the icing on his fingers, then gently opened the corner of the magazine and turned to a new page.
Professor Snape stood facing him, turning to look at the door.
Seeing that it was Glenn who was coming, his expression returned to its normal state.
"As I just said, Severus," Dumbledore lowered his head and said, "For example, Glenn, what is your first impression of him?"
"Not arrogant, but equally mediocre."
Glenn:? ? ?
Lay a gun?
Dumbledore raised his head, looked at Glenn with a smile, and winked at him.
"Let's continue talking about Harry. The professors all praise him for his modesty, easy-going, and good talent. Personally, including me, I also think he is a lovable child."
Professor Snape snorted coldly.
Dumbledore didn't seem to hear, and said to himself: "Please keep an eye on Quirrell, okay?"
The professor glanced at Glenn subconsciously, frowning slightly, as if he had some doubts about Dumbledore's undisguised words.
"Don't worry, Severus." Dumbledore showed a naughty smile, "As for what's wrong with Quirrell, the 'mediocre' Glenn has already discovered the clues himself."
He put a special emphasis on the word 'mediocre'.
A look of unnatural embarrassment flashed across both Glenn's and Professor Snape's faces.
"understood."
The Half-Blood Prince said something coldly, tossed his black robe, and strode away.
The wooden door closed with a click and locked automatically.
"Come to see me today. What can you do, dear little Glenn?" Dumbledore looked at Glenn with a smile, seemingly very happy, "Would you like a cup of tea?"
At this time, the principal looked like an empty nester who welcomed his children home.
Glenn looked at his appearance, smiled and nodded.
Dumbledore waved gently, and a cup of steaming black tea fell in front of him in the blink of an eye.
"Do you remember what I said last time about repairing the wand?"
Glenn reached out, took out the cardboard box containing the oak wand from his pocket, opened it and placed it on his desk.
"I see."
Dumbledore showed a look of astonishment, and looked down at the wand that was broken into two pieces in the box, leaving only the core connected.
"Oak wood, sixteen inches, the heart tendon of the fire dragon." Glenn introduced.
Dumbledore smiled meaningfully at him and said.
"If I remember correctly, this should be Hagrid's wand, right?"
Glenn nodded and said, "Yes, Professor."
"You should know why this wand was broken, right?"
"Yes, Professor." Glenn nodded, "But I believe that no matter the reason why Hagrid was expelled back then, it must have been a misunderstanding."
"Oh? I don't seem to understand what you mean."
A smile appeared on Dumbledore's lips and he looked at him with interest.
"I mean..."
Glenn thought for a moment and said.
"No matter what happened, I always believe in Rubeus Hagrid's character. He would never take the initiative to harm anyone."
[Core character, Albus Dumbledore, friendliness +10, exchange currency +1000. 】
"Actually, I quite agree with you."
The smile on Dumbledore's face became more obvious.
"I'm not sure how much you know about what happened back then, but one thing is for sure. Hagrid has always been a very kind person."
Glenn nodded and said: "I just heard some superficial information, and it seems to be related to a monster. As for the specific situation, can you briefly introduce it?"
"Of course, but before that, we should first..."
Dumbledore smiled as he drew out the Elder Wand and pointed it at the remains in the box.
"Restored as before."
The silver light flashed, and Glenn instantly felt a huge amount of magic power, and even his breath was somewhat different from when an ordinary wand cast a spell.
The two wands in the box trembled slightly, as if part of the magic power was directly integrated into the wand body, and the dragon heartstrings connecting them glowed again.
The two wands came into contact again, and the wood stubble intertwined, joining together like mortise and tenon joints.
With a burst of red light that converged inwards, the crack in the middle disappeared, and the surface of the staff returned to smoothness and luster.
This scene is like the scene of breaking the wand played backwards.
Glenn nodded, reached out and picked up the intact wand, and gently touched the place where it was originally disconnected.
It's smooth to the touch, without a trace of obstruction, and no trace of any injuries at all.
"Flying flocks of birds!"
He flicked his wand, and a group of small birds the size of sparrows appeared out of thin air, circling and flying around Glen, their wings vibrating rapidly and making a buzzing sound.
The chirping of birds is clear and gentle, with a bit of intimacy.
"The wand's effects are fully restored..."
Glenn raised his head and looked at Dumbledore with slight surprise.
"Is this what the Elder Wand is capable of?"
"Yes."
Dumbledore took a deep look at him, making sure that his eyes were clear and devoid of even a trace of greed.
"As I said, every time the Elder Wand appears in history, it inevitably triggers a bloody conflict."
Glenn nodded silently.
Worthy of being called the Deathly Hallows, the Elder Wand does have its special features far beyond ordinary wands.
In layman's terms, if an ordinary wand can increase magic power twice, then the Elder Wand can achieve nearly twice the increase.
This is not only a difference at the digital level, but also can break through the bottleneck reached by ordinary wands and achieve some theoretically impossible magic effects.
The most common example is the repair of a broken wand.
But although Glenn was greedy for the Elder Wand, he had no desire for it.
At least, not now.
If you have a life to take it, you must have a life to use it...
The gargoyle at the door was as enthusiastic as ever.
It was obvious that he really liked this Ollivander boy.
Glenn climbed the golden spiral staircase and came to the oak door.
The wooden door was ajar, and a deep voice came from inside.
"I don't understand what you like about him..."
There was a hint of disgust in that voice.
"Like his father, he is mediocre and arrogant, loves to violate discipline, likes to be in the limelight, attract others' attention, and is rude and rude..."
"You are seeing what you expected to see, Severus. As far as I know, the other professors are praising him..."
"Tuk Tuk~"
Glenn knocked on the office door.
"Please come in."
The wooden door in front of him opened with a creak, revealing the scene inside.
Old God Dumbledore was sitting on the ground behind his desk, holding a copy of "Transfiguration Today" in his hands without raising his head.
He picked up a candy and stuffed it into his mouth, licked the icing on his fingers, then gently opened the corner of the magazine and turned to a new page.
Professor Snape stood facing him, turning to look at the door.
Seeing that it was Glenn who was coming, his expression returned to its normal state.
"As I just said, Severus," Dumbledore lowered his head and said, "For example, Glenn, what is your first impression of him?"
"Not arrogant, but equally mediocre."
Glenn:? ? ?
Lay a gun?
Dumbledore raised his head, looked at Glenn with a smile, and winked at him.
"Let's continue talking about Harry. The professors all praise him for his modesty, easy-going, and good talent. Personally, including me, I also think he is a lovable child."
Professor Snape snorted coldly.
Dumbledore didn't seem to hear, and said to himself: "Please keep an eye on Quirrell, okay?"
The professor glanced at Glenn subconsciously, frowning slightly, as if he had some doubts about Dumbledore's undisguised words.
"Don't worry, Severus." Dumbledore showed a naughty smile, "As for what's wrong with Quirrell, the 'mediocre' Glenn has already discovered the clues himself."
He put a special emphasis on the word 'mediocre'.
A look of unnatural embarrassment flashed across both Glenn's and Professor Snape's faces.
"understood."
The Half-Blood Prince said something coldly, tossed his black robe, and strode away.
The wooden door closed with a click and locked automatically.
"Come to see me today. What can you do, dear little Glenn?" Dumbledore looked at Glenn with a smile, seemingly very happy, "Would you like a cup of tea?"
At this time, the principal looked like an empty nester who welcomed his children home.
Glenn looked at his appearance, smiled and nodded.
Dumbledore waved gently, and a cup of steaming black tea fell in front of him in the blink of an eye.
"Do you remember what I said last time about repairing the wand?"
Glenn reached out, took out the cardboard box containing the oak wand from his pocket, opened it and placed it on his desk.
"I see."
Dumbledore showed a look of astonishment, and looked down at the wand that was broken into two pieces in the box, leaving only the core connected.
"Oak wood, sixteen inches, the heart tendon of the fire dragon." Glenn introduced.
Dumbledore smiled meaningfully at him and said.
"If I remember correctly, this should be Hagrid's wand, right?"
Glenn nodded and said, "Yes, Professor."
"You should know why this wand was broken, right?"
"Yes, Professor." Glenn nodded, "But I believe that no matter the reason why Hagrid was expelled back then, it must have been a misunderstanding."
"Oh? I don't seem to understand what you mean."
A smile appeared on Dumbledore's lips and he looked at him with interest.
"I mean..."
Glenn thought for a moment and said.
"No matter what happened, I always believe in Rubeus Hagrid's character. He would never take the initiative to harm anyone."
[Core character, Albus Dumbledore, friendliness +10, exchange currency +1000. 】
"Actually, I quite agree with you."
The smile on Dumbledore's face became more obvious.
"I'm not sure how much you know about what happened back then, but one thing is for sure. Hagrid has always been a very kind person."
Glenn nodded and said: "I just heard some superficial information, and it seems to be related to a monster. As for the specific situation, can you briefly introduce it?"
"Of course, but before that, we should first..."
Dumbledore smiled as he drew out the Elder Wand and pointed it at the remains in the box.
"Restored as before."
The silver light flashed, and Glenn instantly felt a huge amount of magic power, and even his breath was somewhat different from when an ordinary wand cast a spell.
The two wands in the box trembled slightly, as if part of the magic power was directly integrated into the wand body, and the dragon heartstrings connecting them glowed again.
The two wands came into contact again, and the wood stubble intertwined, joining together like mortise and tenon joints.
With a burst of red light that converged inwards, the crack in the middle disappeared, and the surface of the staff returned to smoothness and luster.
This scene is like the scene of breaking the wand played backwards.
Glenn nodded, reached out and picked up the intact wand, and gently touched the place where it was originally disconnected.
It's smooth to the touch, without a trace of obstruction, and no trace of any injuries at all.
"Flying flocks of birds!"
He flicked his wand, and a group of small birds the size of sparrows appeared out of thin air, circling and flying around Glen, their wings vibrating rapidly and making a buzzing sound.
The chirping of birds is clear and gentle, with a bit of intimacy.
"The wand's effects are fully restored..."
Glenn raised his head and looked at Dumbledore with slight surprise.
"Is this what the Elder Wand is capable of?"
"Yes."
Dumbledore took a deep look at him, making sure that his eyes were clear and devoid of even a trace of greed.
"As I said, every time the Elder Wand appears in history, it inevitably triggers a bloody conflict."
Glenn nodded silently.
Worthy of being called the Deathly Hallows, the Elder Wand does have its special features far beyond ordinary wands.
In layman's terms, if an ordinary wand can increase magic power twice, then the Elder Wand can achieve nearly twice the increase.
This is not only a difference at the digital level, but also can break through the bottleneck reached by ordinary wands and achieve some theoretically impossible magic effects.
The most common example is the repair of a broken wand.
But although Glenn was greedy for the Elder Wand, he had no desire for it.
At least, not now.
If you have a life to take it, you must have a life to use it...
