Harry Potter: The Martial Arts Professor at Hogwarts

In the dimly lit hall, Ollivanders sat on a bench with his back to the door.

The whole hall was filled with a suffocating smell, and long white smoke rose from the direction of Ollivanders.

"Scourgify!" Dumbledore waved his wand, and the suffocating smell of the shop vanished, and the white smoke was still slowly rising.

"Ollivander, good evening. He

saw Ollivander holding a large pipe, and some emerald green herbs were being lit in the pipe.

His tone immediately became serious, "It's better not to smoke this! Over time, you'll become dependent on the herb!" This

herb has a similar effect to the tobacco produced by Muggles, soothing the mood, relieving anxiety, and sharpening the mind.

However, such an effect does not come without a price.

While the herb does not cause damage to the body like tobacco, it can eat away at the soul of a wizard.

Once a dependence on this herb develops, if the herb is not consumed regularly, the sorcerer's mind will become sluggish, and his mood will become irritable and irritable.

The Ministry of Magic has long issued regulations for this herb, and each wizard cannot carry more than ten ounces at most. If you exceed the number, you risk being imprisoned in Azkaban.

"I don't understand. Ollivander's dull grey eyes blinked, "I was born into a family of wandmakers, and I grew up making wands in addition to studying magic.

"I just want to break through and study how to use the materials on Thestrals' body to make a wand, why did you find such a wizard to torture me. "

Ollivander...... "I don't know if it's because of seeing Ollivander's vicissitudes of life or because of the candy he just ate, Dumbledore felt that his throat was a little dry.

"Dumbledore, don't say it yet, listen to me. Ollivander squeezed his pipe tightly in his right hand, and the green tendons in his hand flared up, "What kind of wizard is he?, why is his mind so strange?",

"Why would he want a wand that is so inconvenient to carry? What is it called? From his feet to his eyebrows, it's more than six feet!"

"He actually asked me to make him such a big wand! I've never made such a big wand! This kind of thing can kill people even if you don't cast a spell

!" "I ...... Conno: ......"Dumbledore was speechless for a moment, and he didn't turn a corner.

But he now understands two things.

The first thing was that Conno could indeed use a wand to cast magic, and the second thing was that Conno wanted to customize a wand from Ollivander's side.

"Listen to me, Dumbledore!" Ollivander took a hard puff of the white smoke produced by the herb, half-closed his eyes, and exhaled a slightly cloudy puff of smoke from his nostrils and mouth.

He pulled a piece of parchment out of his pocket, "In addition to the eyebrow stick, he asked me to make him a piece of equipment that would channel magic."

Dumbledore took the parchment, which was a pair of Muggle-like gloves, with a few pieces of protection highlighted at the joints, looking wild and hideous.

Ollivander took another sip of the herb, "He wanted me to replace the shaft with something like leather, and then stuff a core like hair in the middle of the sandwich.

"It's a genius idea, I've envisioned a similar spell-casting rig before, but I've never had the chance to make it happen. Dumbledore, where did you dig up such a living treasure?"

Dumbledore couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I'm also curious, where did Newt find such a living treasure. Was there anything unusual when he picked up his wand?"

Ollivander shuddered, and a cloud of irregular smoke erupted from his mouth, "It's incredible! I've never seen anything like it!"

"The moment he touched the wand, he demolished my shop and destroyed a lot of his wand, it was a nightmare!

Dumbledore looked around and saw that there were indeed a lot fewer wand boxes on the shelves, and it was no wonder that the security wizard said that there were a lot of strange things going on today.

"Ollivander, can I understand that? he can't control the power in his body, so he needs a bigger wand to restrain him. "

No!" Ollivander shook his head dryly, "on the contrary, it was just an accident at first, and he was able to control the wand smoothly later.

"His mana control is so precise! he can even make two identical and parallel cuts!"

Dumbledore looked to the ground and saw the two sword marks that Connor had left before. He crouched on the ground and studied it carefully, his brows unconsciously locked together.

He could feel the magic, but it was a type he had never seen before, and he couldn't even describe how it felt to him.

"The bottom line!" Ollivander tapped his head with his pipe, "He gets along well with every wand! It's every wand!"

Ollivander grabbed Dumbledore's shoulder with his free hand, "Dumbledore! where the hell did you get such a strange thing! I just want to do some research on the Thestrals!Why did you let him torture me!".

Dumbledore's temples hurt even more, and Ollivander's eyes widened and his face flushed, and he felt like he was giving up on treatment and hysterical.

In desperation, Dumbledore could only snatch Ollivander's pipe and stuff it into his mouth, "Calm down! Ollivander! Isn't he gone?"

Ollivander took a sharp puff until the herbs inside turned gray, and the exaggerated expression on his face finally soothed a lot.

"Whew...... I'm sorry!" Ollivander let out a long breath, "I'm a little excited. Can you tell me who this wizard is? I'm curious. "

Dumbledore was a little embarrassed at this point, if he told Ollivander bluntly: Conno is my main suspect, so I want you to help test it.

In order to protect Ollivander's mental state, Dumbledore could only cough lightly, put his hand in his pocket, and said in a somewhat erratic tone,

"He is the druid found by Newt in the mountains, and he should be the only druid so far." As for other information, I don't really know much about it.

"By the way, he'll soon be teaching at Hogwarts, teaching martial arts, and we'll see how much of the druid's legacy he's earned. "

Martial arts lessons?" Ollivander scratched his ears, "Although it feels like the word martial arts and druids are very strange to match, if Conno is really a druid, he can indeed say a lot of things." "

No wonder he designs such a strange spell-casting equipment, it seems that when the time comes to collect materials with him, you will be able to see the legacy that belongs to the druid!"

"Collect materials together?" Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, "You still have to collect wands together to make materials?"

"The kind of wand he wants to customize is impossible for me to do on my own." So when I got the news of the material, I told him to come over and look for it together.

Dumbledore nodded silently, seeing Ollivander regain his composure, the stone in his heart also fell.

However, the thought of Ollivanders going to travel with Conno made him worry about Ollivander's mental state again.