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Narcissa Black, or Mrs. Malfoy, looks to be in her thirties. She is quite beautiful, but after hearing what Dracris said and knowing that Lin Mo and Ivel were magic thieves, she immediately

She put on a look of disgust, as if she smelled something particularly unpleasant. In little Harry's words, it felt like there was a ball of feces under her nose.

"Kris, this wand looks suitable," Narcissa said.

"No way! I don't want to use the wand from this store!" Dracris screamed outside the door.

Narcissa glanced at Lin Mo coldly, still maintaining an expression of disgust: "Okay, let's go to other stores. I heard that the two stores in the upper area only make wands for pure-blood wizard children.

"

After saying that, she also walked out.

Lin Mo relaxed.

Being ridiculed is nothing. He doesn't want to conflict with the other party, at least not now.

Narcissa is Sirius's cousin and Lucius's wife. Maybe she doesn't have the Dark Mark on her arm, but she is definitely a Death Eater like Lucius and a member of the Dark Lord. As a traditional child of the Black family, in addition to

In addition to doting on her son and daughter Dracris, she is also an out-and-out pure-blood believer, cruel and mean.

Lin Mo didn't think she was an easy character to deal with.

"Young man, don't be nervous, you are welcome here." A soft voice said.

An old man stood in front of them, leaned over and picked up the wand thrown away by Dracris, put it away on the counter, and said to himself: "Ten inches, hawthorn wood, unicorn feathers, strong affinity for fire.

, light, not very stable but with good room for improvement, Miss Malfoy has been chosen for this wand, and she will come back."

"Sooner or later." Ollivander's voice was soft and erratic, like gibbering.

Lin Mo saw that the old man had a pair of big pale eyes, which looked like two shining moons in the dim shop.

"You are very curious. It is a good thing for young people to be curious," Ollivander explained with a smile: "The wand will choose its owner. A wizard can only have one destined wand. Once the wand confirms its owner,

, that wizard will no longer be accepted by other wands, and Miss Malfoy will not be able to find a suitable wand for her in other shops. She will eventually come back."

"Then we have to pick quickly. I don't want to bump into that girl again." Lin Mo said.

He found many scattered wands on the counter, whether it was the ones messed up by Dracula or Harry earlier.

Ollivander leaned forward, his big pale eyes almost touching the young man's cheek. He didn't know what he saw. He nodded while looking at Lin Mo. After looking at Lin Mo, he came closer and looked at Ivel carefully, and murmured:

"The two law thieves are very special. I admit that this is a bit difficult, but it is very interesting. In the past few decades, there have been far fewer law thieves than before..."

"So who should we start with?" He didn't ask, but said to himself softly: "You, little girl, it's easier for you." He looked at Lin Mo again: "Let us make it more difficult.

Let’s deal with it later.”

Evel followed the old man's instructions and stepped on a low footstool, and an automatic tape measure began to measure her arm.

"what's your name?"

"Jane...Evel."

"Well, Miss Ewell, you have a very special magical talent, which is very rare. I haven't seen this kind of talent for many years. Let me think about what kind of magic wand you need..." He waved his hand to drive away

He picked up the automatic tape measure: "The size and weight of the wand is not important compared to the main magic material properties. Let us be more open-minded..."

His eyes searched back and forth on the high shelves in the room for a long time, but seemed to find nothing. He pondered for a moment, and for some reason closed his big pale eyes, as if falling asleep.

The house seemed even darker.

"What are you doing?" Ivel stood a little tired on the low stool.

"Shh..." Ollivander said with his eyes closed: "Listen, I am listening to the sound of these wands."

"Listen?" Lin Mo was curious. This magical world seemed more complicated than the one he knew.

"Yes, the wand will express its opinions, of course, provided you can hear their voices," Ollivander's voice became softer and softer: "This is also a talent, and not every wizard has the opportunity.

Deep into their world, most wizards can't even learn to listen to their own wands. Now, be quiet, there are too many wands here, I need some time..."

Lin Mo and Ivel couldn't help but hold their breath, for fear of disturbing the old man.

Just after a while, Ollivander's face, with his eyes closed, was suddenly happy and sad, as if he had encountered some trouble.

"Oh, okay, okay, I understand, don't argue yet," I don't know who he was talking to: "You guys try it first and then talk."

As he spoke, he opened his eyes, his gaze fell on the corner of the cabinet, and then he pulled out two wands, one white and one black. The white one looked like some kind of wood, but the black one was as clear as crystal.

"Yuehan wood paired with Thestral's rotten marrow, or black crystal paired with Black Tortoise's oracle bone, well... it's really hard to choose," he pushed the wand in front of the girl and encouraged: "I'm curious... what would you choose? Let's try it.

Try it.”

Ivel tried waving.

The white wood wand sprayed out a stream of flames, leaving a streak of blackness on the counter, and the black crystal wand conjured up a small piece of silver mirror. The mirror fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. The girl quickly put it down and hesitated: "It seems to be a bit heavy."

But Ollivander looked satisfied.

"Choose one," he said happily and expectantly, his eyes bright:

"These two wands are very suitable. The white one is a combination of Yuehan wood and Thestral rot marrow. It is 13 inches. It is more powerful but its attributes tend to be dark. The black one is 12 and one-half inches. It is made of crystal and

The combination of tortoise shells was a whim of mine, but it complements each other perfectly for your talents. Of course, both wands are extremely hard and heavy and require skill to master."

Ivel glanced at Lin Mo, and the young man nodded subconsciously. From what he knew, Ollivander's skills in making wands should be impeccable.

The girl tried again, and finally held the black crystal wand: "I choose this one."

The black crystal wand released a ball of soft light, which seemed to become lighter.

"Well..." the old man's eyes flashed: "A unique choice, Miss Ewell, I hope it will be helpful to you, even in the most difficult time, you will not regret today's choice."

Yvel jumped off the stool thoughtfully.

Ollivander looked at Lin Mo: "Now, let's solve the more difficult problem."

"Stand up, kid, what's your name?"

"My name is Lin Mo, Mr. Ollivander."

"Not so polite."

The old man looked at Lin Mo carefully again, and this time he did not wave away the measuring tape: "To be honest, you are more difficult than the previous Potter child. I can't seem to find any clue, but after all,

The law thief..."

He rubbed his hands together excitedly: "Let's try these first."

Unlike Yvel, Ollivander directly pulled out a dozen wands and placed them in front of Lin Mo.

He quickly changed wands for Lin Mo, and he gave up some before they even touched the young man's fingers.

"No, let's try this. Oh, this won't work either..." It seemed that the harder it was to choose, the brighter the old man's eyes became.

Lin Mo noticed that the handles of the wands here were not inlaid with gems, only a small groove, and wondered: "I saw Professor Xicklea's handle with a sea-blue gem embedded in it before. Why is the wand here?"

All"

"Twelve inches of elegant white peach wood, and very precious Pegasus feathers, very precious. I remember that child, Xicklea Tang, she was very talented," Ollivander explained while changing Lin Mo's wand.

: "As for what you said, it is not a gem, but a spiritual grid. Each wand can grow with the wizard and condense the spiritual grid. You will learn it in school."

"Lingge?"

"Yes," the old man said softly: "Every wizard, oh no, everyone's soul is unique, will leave unique traces in the world, and has unique power. Condensing this power into the wand is

Linge.”

Lin Mo suddenly thought of the Horcrux and lost his voice: "Condensate the soul on the wand?!"

"No, no!" Ollivander shuddered: "Mr. Lin Mo! How could you have such a dangerous idea? The soul is self-contained and cannot be divided or transferred, while the spirit is just a polished

The brand that comes out, is powerful, and corresponds to the soul, is not the soul itself, not, not. Well... let us not talk about these anymore, it is too early."

"It's a good thing to be curious, but remember, magic is dangerous, so you must proceed step by step..." Ollivander warned.

Lin Mo nodded in agreement and asked no more questions.

After replacing seven or eight more wands, the old man seemed to have encountered a problem. He looked at the wand on the counter and pondered:

"No, it can't be like this..."

"Mr. Lin Mo, have you already selected a wand in other stores?"

The young man shook his head in confusion: "Mr. Street Light brought me here directly."

"Strange, what's the reason..."

The dutiful tape measure was still beside Lin Mo. After measuring the boy's body length, arm length and even the distance between his noses, it began to measure the length of each finger of the boy. Ollivander glanced at it and his eyes fell on the purple mark.

"Your hand?" he shouted suddenly.

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat: "Have you seen my birthmark?!"

"No, no, but similar, similar," Ollivander grabbed the boy's right hand and put it under his eyes, staring at the neat lavender triangle. His hand was as rough and hard as old tree bark: "If I'm not wrong,

if"

He picked up a wand and touched Lin Mo's skin gently, like falling catkins. The triangular mark suddenly lit up, like a small purple star, and the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Okay, things are complicated.

Lin Mo stared blankly at the glowing birthmark, what's going on with this girl?

After a while, a sudden change occurred.

"Bang!!!" A purple wand flashed out from the inside and flew straight into Lin Mo's hand. The light was exactly the same as the mark on his hand. After flashing in response to each other for a few times, it gradually dimmed.

"Oh! Sure enough! Sure enough..." Ollivander was extremely excited: "Finally! It turns out to be you!"

"Ahem, it's true and finally, sir...can you explain it first?"

"How wonderful," Ollivander said softly:

"That was more than ten years ago, when I made this wand..."

"...One day I was listening, and a wizard walked into the shop in a hurry. He brought a magic material to me for identification. It was an extremely strong silk thread, containing a magic power that I had never seen before.

Yes, it is the same kind of magic as the mark on your hand. It is powerful and unfamiliar. I have never seen this material before. I was very excited and bought it from the wizard."

He reached out and touched the purple wand in Lin Mo's hand, like stroking a child:

"I studied it for a while and decided to use it as a wand core to create a wand that has the potential to surpass... well, create an extraordinary wand. But I didn't expect that after it was completed, it would be able to control it, as if it already had

Master, and,”

Ollivander sighed: "It's not complete. The silk thread seems to be just a part of a magic item. After more in-depth research, I speculate that the complete silk thread is longer and it is broken into at least three parts. This is just the middle part."

That part of the wand also causes great flaws in this wand."

Lin Mo raised his hand: "What does that have to do with my fetus...this mark?"

"If I guessed correctly, this triangular mark is part of the magic item. I don't know how it merged with you and turned into a magic mark. The silk thread was originally connected to it. It might be a pendant, a necklace, an ornament, or something else.

Or something else.”

"So, you don't know my life experience..." Lin Mo felt lost.

"Sorry, kid," the old man hesitated for a moment and then said, "But you are indeed a magic thief and not a wizard."

Lin Mo thought for a moment: "Where did that wizard get that piece of thread? Who is he?"

"I asked, and he said he snatched it from a few dark wizards by chance. As for that wizard..."

"... He was an excellent young man, but unfortunately... he was completely crazy. Unfortunately, that was an era when there was little sense." Ollivander shook his head and said nothing more.

It seemed that the last clue was broken. Lin Mo let out a breath and stopped thinking about it. He didn't have much obsession with his life experience in this world. In contrast, there were more important things in front of him that deserved attention:

"You just said this wand was deeply flawed?"

Ollivander smiled apologetically: "Yes, child, because the core of the wand is incomplete, I'm afraid it will be much more difficult for you to use magic."

Lin Mo's face darkened. Come on, we haven't reached Hogwarts yet. We don't want the difficulty level:

"Is there no way to make up for it?"

"If there is a chance to find the remaining pieces of silk thread to fuse with it and complete the core of the staff, it will become very wonderful, very, very wonderful. For this reason, I specially modified the body of the staff to make it capable of absorbing the same source.

Threads. But now, I'm afraid there is no way."

"What about other ones?" The boy put down the purple wand and wanted to try the white wand that Ivel gave up. The core of the Thestral Rotted Marrow sounded very awesome.

But before he could touch the wand, the purple wand placed on the counter actually shook, knocking the white wand away, then floated up and squeezed into Lin Mo's hand again.

It flickered for a moment, and I don't know whether it was in anger or coquettishness.

It's over, I'm stuck with this magic wand!

"Oh, how spiritual!" Ollivander exclaimed: "Like I said, it has recognized you as its master and has been waiting for you since the day it was made. Unless it is completely destroyed, there is no way to choose it again.

to other wands."

"Destroy it..." Lin Mo saw the wand in his hand shivering and flickering.

It seems too cruel... Moreover, the core thread of the staff has a close relationship with me, so it is not impossible to use it...

"Can"

"Although it is incomplete, it is extraordinarily powerful. It is 13 inches. It is made of balsa purple wood. It is fast, light and can carry extraordinary power. As for the little difficulty, Mr. Lin Mo, I will write to your school

The teacher will explain it clearly, please don’t worry.”

"Don't Mr. Lin Mo have the courage to try it?"

Damn it! You must have courage! I am going to Gryffindor, how can I not have courage!

Okay, okay, then on the hard difficulty level, whoever is a coward is the thief!

Lin Mo gritted his teeth, grabbed the wand and put it into the package.