Harry Potter’s School of Invincibility

On Diagon Alley, Allen quickly walked down the street to the last store, and his robe sleeves flew in the cold wind with his pace.

The shop is small and broken, and the gold sign on the door has been peeled off, and it says that Ollivander has made excellent wands since 382 BC.

Allen pushed open the door without hesitation, and a tinkling bell came from behind the shop.

No one came out to meet, and Allen sat on the bench and waited patiently.

Suddenly, Allen looked up and looked behind the counter. An old man appeared there. His large, light-colored eyes were like two shiny moons in the dim shop.

"It's an honour, Mr. Allen Harris." Just looking at Ollivander's appearance, you can never guess that he would have such a soft voice.

"Hello, Mr. Olivander." Allen stood up and politely greeted the wand master.

"Your wand is okay? I remember, Mahogany, Phoenix's nerves ..." He was stunned for a moment, "You are here to-is it okay?"

Allen shook his head and moved slowly, saying "I'm so sorry, Mr. Ollivander, it was destroyed due to an accident."

"Have you brought it? I will see if it can be repaired." Ollivander asked hurriedly.

"It's a real pity that it was completely destroyed." Allen felt guilty and had to deceive the master in front of him.

"Well, okay." Ollivander's eyes sharpened in an instant. "Let's see which wand will suit you. I remember you being an extremely discerning guest."

Allen did not refute. He knew that the other party was not talking about his temperament, but about his previous magical fluctuations.

Ollivander picked on the shelf and handed a brown wand to Allen. "The elderberry is also the nerve of Phoenix."

Allen took it, and the colored starburst spewed out of the wand port.

"It's wonderful--" Ollivander applauded, but he quickly stopped, looking at Allen's frowning, and asked in surprise, "You don't look satisfied."

Allen had just planned to buy one for a show, but now he has a new idea, "Yes, I do n’t think it ’s suitable for me."

Ollivander did not ask why, but continued to search the pile of shelves that had reached the ceiling, "Well, try this one again."

Red flames spewed out, and Ollivander quickly extinguished them, before the whole wand shop was prevented from being burned.

"This is also not appropriate." Allen returned the wand to Ollivander. "Although it works well, I can feel that this is not what I want."

"Nature is mainly about your feelings." Instead of being angry, Ollivander became more and more excited.

Allen tried one by one, and the wands he tried were piled on the bench, the higher the pile.

Each wand can exert its maximum effect in Alan's hands. Each wand seems to meet Alan's needs, but Alan does not like any one.

"Oops, oops ..." Ollivander finally stopped picking and searching. He stared at Allen with pale and colorless eyes. "It's so strange, every wand chose to submit, but you didn't Satisfied with any one. "

"It seems that there is no magic wand I need here. Please forgive me for taking the liberty, Mr. Ollivander, can you lend me your production room? Maybe I can make the wand myself." Allen asked earnestly Road.

"You actually make your own wand. No wonder you don't feel fit, because you will have your own feelings about the details of every magic wave." Ollivander immediately turned around and made an invitation gesture, "Please follow I come, once you learn to make a wand, then the wand that suits you best in the world must come from your own hands. "

The storefront in front is so small, but the wand making room in the back is so large that it can be used as a training ground for training classes.

The walls were painted green, lifeless olive green. Allen looked up at the ceiling and saw an iron chandelier and twelve candles surrounding the city.

On one wall, a huge fireplace occupies most of the position. On the iron shelf next to it, various materials are placed in different categories.

Wooden chests of drawers cascade up to the ceiling. Labels such as "Dragon's Nerve" and "Lizard's Heart" are affixed to it.

The rest of the walls were covered with black and white photos, because the age was too long and they all turned yellow. The wizard inside looked at Alan curiously.

"Mr. Harris, you can use the tools of the room at will. However, it is the wand who chooses the wizard. After you are done, you may not be able to recognize each other. Be patient."

After talking, Ollivander sat down on a worn green sofa, and the old spring was crushed by him.

Allen looked at the room, the pictures, the broken carpet with the scorching stars, the ancient tables and chairs. High above the head, the candlelight jumped gently, their shadows swaying on the wall.

"Mr. Ollivander, I have a different view from you. The wizard is the master of the wand and can choose the wand freely." Alan Lang said.

The portraits on the wall immediately clamored.

Ollivander extended his hands and pressed down, and the sound on the wall stopped immediately.

"Oh, let us see your craft." Ollivander leaned on the back of the sofa, but sharp eyes kept betting on Allen.

Alan smiled slightly, without refuting, and doing more than anything.

Allen took some materials in the shelf and cabinet next to it, and picked a wand that was barely easy on the wand shelf next to it.

Then Allen began to process these materials, gathering, pressing, twisting ... a series of actions flowed like water, fast and precise.

"Professional handling ..." Ollivander straightened up, reading UU www.uukanshu. Com leaned forward with his elbows on his knees.

Allen reached into his robe and blocked Ollivander's sight and took a box out of space. When Ollivander saw the material in the box, he couldn't sit still and stood up , Quickly walked to Allen's side. He couldn't sit still anymore, stood up and walked quickly to Allen's side.

"Metal material ... Ancient alchemist Jebo's wand making method!" Ollivander stared at Allen with a staring look.

Allen nodded slightly, "When I followed Professor Flitwick to the United States a few years ago, I was fortunate enough to get the incomplete notes of the alchemist master Jaber, but unfortunately there are only a few of the techniques used to make magic wands if there are enough Mithril, this wand will be more perfect, but unfortunately it is difficult to find a sufficient amount of mithril now, I can only use platinum instead. Mr. Ollivander, I do n’t know if you are interested, use your wand making skills What do you learn from the lost technology that I acquired? "

Allen intends to delete a large number of key technologies, leaving only the part of how to make wands with metal materials in exchange for Ollivander's wand making technology, in order to better research and develop the potential of growing wands. I believe this part of knowledge is enough to attract the magic wand maker Olivander.

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