Chapter 6 Magic Wand
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Wo Bu Geng Xin
"Gaunt, is that Gaunt?"
Ollivander looked at Luke and couldn't help asking.
Hagrid was taken aback by Ollivander's words, and then looked at Luke in surprise.Although he is a rough man, he still knows the basic knowledge of the wizarding world.Wizards of England, and wizards of the world, know this surname.
They are the 28 pure blood families in the UK, but they are also one of the oldest pure blood nobles in the whole world.
Although the Potter family was also a pure-blood family, Harry didn't understand some things at all.However, from Hagrid's expression and Mr. Ollivander's tone, Harry could feel that the person in front of him might have an unusual background.
Their current state gave Harry the feeling that they met a new friend while walking on the street, and it turned out that this friend's surname was Windsor.
"Yes, Mr. Ollivander, you are greeted by Luke Gaunt."
Luke made what appeared to be a rather complicated gesture at Ollivander.But the whole movement looks elegant and smooth.Ollivander also restrained the shock on his face, and made the same action seriously.
At that moment, the feeling of kindness and age seemed to dissipate from him, revealing a faint sense of dignity.
"Greetings, Mr. Gaunt."
Both Harry and Hagrid were dumbfounded.Professor McGonagall's expression was positive.This is the oldest wizarding greeting.And in those ancient times, only nobles could use this etiquette.Now, even those ancient families would not easily use this kind of etiquette.So this kind of etiquette seems to have disappeared into the long river of history and become the tears of the times.
But judging from the performance of these two people today, this kind of etiquette can only be forgotten, and those who can really use it still engrave it in their bones and can take it out at any time.
She also looked at Ollivander on the opposite side. This old man looked benevolent and smiling all day long. Many people ignored him. Ollivander was also one of the 28 pure-blood families.
However, after exchanging salutes, the nobility on Ollivander disappeared instantly.With a gentle and kind smile, he said to Luke: "Sure enough, it is much better than those shabby households. I just said how could the descendants of the Gunter family degenerate like that."
Having said that, he shut his mouth as if he suddenly remembered something.Then he said to Luke: "I feel the breath of the wand in you. It is ancient, noble, and powerful. More importantly, it fits you very well."
"It's too old, noble, and powerful, so I can't rely on it yet."
Luke also smiled helplessly.After all, a family that has been making magic wands for more than a thousand years cannot be more sensitive to the breath of magic wands.
Hearing Luke's explanation, Ollivander also nodded and stopped asking.
So he turned around and walked to the shelf where he placed all kinds of magic wands, pulled out a box very decisively, and then returned to Luke's side, opened the box, and took out a beautifully decorated wand, even carved with exquisite magic patterns on it. wand.
To be honest, when they saw the wand, the remaining two people present couldn't help but glance at the wand in their hands, and Hagrid couldn't help but look at his umbrella.
Well, it's strong, but compared with that wand, it looks a bit ordinary, or rather, crude.
"Try, Mr. Gaunt, elm, and dragon's heart nerve, twelve inches. Noble and mighty."
After a brief introduction by Mr. Ollivander, he handed the wand to Luke.Luke took the wand, waved it lightly, and then a ball of flame shot out from the tip of the wand, and Professor McGonagall subconsciously tried to extinguish the flame.But the flame unexpectedly did not get out of control.
Luke shook his wand lightly, and the flame moved with the tip of his wand.It seems very obedient.
Harry couldn't help feeling a little envious that the damage he'd caused when he tried on the wand just now hadn't been repaired, and Luke seemed to have found the right wand for the first time.
But at this time, Luke and Ollivander both frowned.
Luke extinguished the flames, then handed the wand back to Ollivander.
"Sorry, it's... not quite right."
The wand he felt was a far cry from the fit of a Slytherin wand.
Ollivander took the wand without accident, then nodded and said: "Although it looks very obedient, the feeling of deliberately flattering is too obvious."
So he really put the wand back into the box, picked up the box and went back to the shelf to start searching.
The description of 'deliberately flattering' really stunned the three of Harry.If Harry read it correctly, when the wand was handed back to Mr. Ollivander just now, he seemed very reluctant...
Harry suddenly felt a little sour.And the pride in my heart brought about by the support and respect of everyone just now was also hit.At first he thought he was someone special.But now it seems that I am not special enough.
While Harry was thinking wildly, Ollivander pulled out another wand.
"Try this, pine, unicorn tail, ten and a half inches, mysterious and noble."
This one doesn't look as refined as the previous one, but it still gives people a unique feeling.This feeling made Professor McGonagall feel that their wands were not the best batch...
Harry breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that this one was similar to his own.
Luke took the wand and flicked it again.This time, a clear spring gushed out from the tip of the wand, which was gentle and clear, giving people a feeling of joy and joy.
Luke felt that sense of fit, but for some reason, it still felt a little less interesting.
Ollivander felt the same way, so he frowned and held out his hand to Luke.
"Ninety percent of the fit is already very high, but it still feels a little out of place. It feels like it's missing something..."
As Luke returned his wand to Ollivander, he heard him mumbling.Luke also had a thought. If he really wanted to talk about it, maybe it wasn't because there was something missing from his wand, but because there was something more in him... such as the system, or the vision and ambition brought by the system's mission.
Ollivander returned to the wand stand again, resting his elbow with one hand and gently twirling his white beard with the other, as if he was in deep thought.
And at this moment, Luke seemed to sense a special attraction.He couldn't help but look towards the top of the wand rack.There was a new-looking box in there, sitting on top of the wand rack.
"Mr. Ollivander, can you show me that one?"
Luke pointed to the location of the box and said to Ollivander.
Ollivander looked at Luke and couldn't help asking.
Hagrid was taken aback by Ollivander's words, and then looked at Luke in surprise.Although he is a rough man, he still knows the basic knowledge of the wizarding world.Wizards of England, and wizards of the world, know this surname.
They are the 28 pure blood families in the UK, but they are also one of the oldest pure blood nobles in the whole world.
Although the Potter family was also a pure-blood family, Harry didn't understand some things at all.However, from Hagrid's expression and Mr. Ollivander's tone, Harry could feel that the person in front of him might have an unusual background.
Their current state gave Harry the feeling that they met a new friend while walking on the street, and it turned out that this friend's surname was Windsor.
"Yes, Mr. Ollivander, you are greeted by Luke Gaunt."
Luke made what appeared to be a rather complicated gesture at Ollivander.But the whole movement looks elegant and smooth.Ollivander also restrained the shock on his face, and made the same action seriously.
At that moment, the feeling of kindness and age seemed to dissipate from him, revealing a faint sense of dignity.
"Greetings, Mr. Gaunt."
Both Harry and Hagrid were dumbfounded.Professor McGonagall's expression was positive.This is the oldest wizarding greeting.And in those ancient times, only nobles could use this etiquette.Now, even those ancient families would not easily use this kind of etiquette.So this kind of etiquette seems to have disappeared into the long river of history and become the tears of the times.
But judging from the performance of these two people today, this kind of etiquette can only be forgotten, and those who can really use it still engrave it in their bones and can take it out at any time.
She also looked at Ollivander on the opposite side. This old man looked benevolent and smiling all day long. Many people ignored him. Ollivander was also one of the 28 pure-blood families.
However, after exchanging salutes, the nobility on Ollivander disappeared instantly.With a gentle and kind smile, he said to Luke: "Sure enough, it is much better than those shabby households. I just said how could the descendants of the Gunter family degenerate like that."
Having said that, he shut his mouth as if he suddenly remembered something.Then he said to Luke: "I feel the breath of the wand in you. It is ancient, noble, and powerful. More importantly, it fits you very well."
"It's too old, noble, and powerful, so I can't rely on it yet."
Luke also smiled helplessly.After all, a family that has been making magic wands for more than a thousand years cannot be more sensitive to the breath of magic wands.
Hearing Luke's explanation, Ollivander also nodded and stopped asking.
So he turned around and walked to the shelf where he placed all kinds of magic wands, pulled out a box very decisively, and then returned to Luke's side, opened the box, and took out a beautifully decorated wand, even carved with exquisite magic patterns on it. wand.
To be honest, when they saw the wand, the remaining two people present couldn't help but glance at the wand in their hands, and Hagrid couldn't help but look at his umbrella.
Well, it's strong, but compared with that wand, it looks a bit ordinary, or rather, crude.
"Try, Mr. Gaunt, elm, and dragon's heart nerve, twelve inches. Noble and mighty."
After a brief introduction by Mr. Ollivander, he handed the wand to Luke.Luke took the wand, waved it lightly, and then a ball of flame shot out from the tip of the wand, and Professor McGonagall subconsciously tried to extinguish the flame.But the flame unexpectedly did not get out of control.
Luke shook his wand lightly, and the flame moved with the tip of his wand.It seems very obedient.
Harry couldn't help feeling a little envious that the damage he'd caused when he tried on the wand just now hadn't been repaired, and Luke seemed to have found the right wand for the first time.
But at this time, Luke and Ollivander both frowned.
Luke extinguished the flames, then handed the wand back to Ollivander.
"Sorry, it's... not quite right."
The wand he felt was a far cry from the fit of a Slytherin wand.
Ollivander took the wand without accident, then nodded and said: "Although it looks very obedient, the feeling of deliberately flattering is too obvious."
So he really put the wand back into the box, picked up the box and went back to the shelf to start searching.
The description of 'deliberately flattering' really stunned the three of Harry.If Harry read it correctly, when the wand was handed back to Mr. Ollivander just now, he seemed very reluctant...
Harry suddenly felt a little sour.And the pride in my heart brought about by the support and respect of everyone just now was also hit.At first he thought he was someone special.But now it seems that I am not special enough.
While Harry was thinking wildly, Ollivander pulled out another wand.
"Try this, pine, unicorn tail, ten and a half inches, mysterious and noble."
This one doesn't look as refined as the previous one, but it still gives people a unique feeling.This feeling made Professor McGonagall feel that their wands were not the best batch...
Harry breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that this one was similar to his own.
Luke took the wand and flicked it again.This time, a clear spring gushed out from the tip of the wand, which was gentle and clear, giving people a feeling of joy and joy.
Luke felt that sense of fit, but for some reason, it still felt a little less interesting.
Ollivander felt the same way, so he frowned and held out his hand to Luke.
"Ninety percent of the fit is already very high, but it still feels a little out of place. It feels like it's missing something..."
As Luke returned his wand to Ollivander, he heard him mumbling.Luke also had a thought. If he really wanted to talk about it, maybe it wasn't because there was something missing from his wand, but because there was something more in him... such as the system, or the vision and ambition brought by the system's mission.
Ollivander returned to the wand stand again, resting his elbow with one hand and gently twirling his white beard with the other, as if he was in deep thought.
And at this moment, Luke seemed to sense a special attraction.He couldn't help but look towards the top of the wand rack.There was a new-looking box in there, sitting on top of the wand rack.
"Mr. Ollivander, can you show me that one?"
Luke pointed to the location of the box and said to Ollivander.
