Hogwarts: I can load entries infinitely!

After a while.

The two came to an ancient shop.

It was small and shabby.

The golden sign on the door had peeled off.

It said.

Ollivander: Making fine wands since 382 BC.

That's right!

This is the place to buy wands in Diagon Alley.

Ollivander, the best wand maker in the whole of Britain.

Most of the wands of Hogwarts students are made by him.

Standing in front of such a famous shop.

Deveraux was still quite excited.

Followed Snape into the shop.

[Secret Realm - Diagon Alley Exploration: 35.1%]

Deveraux raised his eyebrows.

This is the shop in Diagon Alley that gives the most exploration.

It seems that the information density here is very high!

Just walked in.

There was a jingle of bells coming from somewhere behind the shop.

The store is very small.

Except for a bench.

There is nothing else.

Snape asked Deveraux to sit on the bench and wait.

He stood.

Deveraux looked around curiously.

The pile of long cardboard boxes almost touched the ceiling.

If Snape hadn't been next to him.

He would have gone up to look through them.

Suddenly.

There was a sound of wood colliding and ropes turning.

An old man with coin-sized eyes appeared in front of them.

"Good morning, gentlemen."

The voice was very soft.

"Hello, Mr. Ollivander."

Deveraux stood up from the chair and said.

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[Name: Garrick Ollivander]

[Age: 61 years old]

[Spell Library: ...]

[Entries: Magical Ability (Blue), Natural Wandmaker (Gold)]

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[Natural Wandmaker (Gold): Born to make wands, born with the bloodline of wandmaking, will make lifelong partners for countless wizards. ]

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Deveraud was not surprised that Ollivander had a gold entry.

After all, their family has been passing down the craft of making wands.

In the original book.

Almost every student at Hogwarts made a wand for him.

Really amazing.

Without hesitation.

Deveraud wanted to load his two entries!

But it was a pity.

He could only copy one blue entry.

The gold entry was still in cooling state.

But when Ollivander appeared in front of Deveraud.

Deveraud suddenly had a feeling.

It seemed as if one could feel countless powerful voices whispering in the whole room.

"Hmm, a new face, maybe no one in your family has ever bought a wand from me?"

Deveraux hadn't had time to listen carefully.

Ollivander walked in front of the two of them.

His big eyes stared at Deveraux.

He didn't even blink.

Deveraux felt uneasy.

"His name is Deveraux Alexander. His mother is French and his father is Chinese, so he has never bought a wand here."

Snape spoke in a low voice.

Ollivander looked up and immediately recognized Snape.

"Severus! Severus Snape! The day I sold you the wand seems like it was yesterday. It's made of birch wood and is thirteen and a half inches long, right?"

"Yes."

Snape still maintained a gloomy voice.

It seemed that seeing Ollivander made him uncomfortable.

Of course, Deveraux probably wouldn't feel comfortable meeting anyone.

"Well, birch branches are used throughout Europe to drive away evil spirits, and birch wands are also used to drive away ancient ghosts during ceremonies. They have both a sacred and beautiful temperament."

Olivander seemed not to see Snape's expression.

He began to popularize some knowledge about birch wood with Deveraux.

Snape's face became even gloomier.

He turned around and pushed open the door and walked out.

Deveraux was at a loss beside the bench.

After Ollivander gave a long speech.

He smiled slightly.

"I have always believed that the qualities of all people are reflected in the wands they choose. Oh, of course, the wand chooses the wizard."

He set his eyes on Deveraux.

"Okay, Mr. Alexander, which hand do you usually use?"

As he spoke, several measuring tapes floated up.

"Right hand."

Deveraux said.

"Okay, don't be afraid, just cooperate with them."

Several tape measures quickly measured Deveraux's whole body.

During this process.

Olivander nodded frequently.

He kept writing something on a booklet.

Then he turned and walked into the pile of paper boxes.

He searched around.

He took out a box.

He took out a wand from it.

He handed it to Deveraux.

"Here, thisThis wand should be suitable for you, oak and dragon heart tendon, eleven inches, very strong. ”

Deverot had an intuition when he saw it.

It felt like this wand was too heavy for him.

Took it.

Wave it casually.

A spark shot out immediately.

It smashed a chandelier on the ceiling directly.

Deverot felt that his whole body became uncoordinated in an instant.

It seemed that the right side of his body became heavier.

“No, no, no, it’s very strong, but unbalanced!”

Olivander rushed to take the wand.

Took out a new wand from the pile of paper boxes again.

“Try this one, cherry wood and water snake nerve, eight and a quarter inches, more flexible. "

Deverot hadn't really taken it in his hand this time.

He felt that the wand seemed a little too light.

Olivander seemed to think so too.

Deverot hadn't even touched it.

He took it away.

He tried several wands in a row.

None of them were suitable.

"No, no, why would I think so..., what a picky customer. "

Muttering, Ollivander went straight to the deepest part of the store this time.

"What... think he is too good, hiss, maybe this is the only one that suits you, French..., Chinese..."

As he spoke, he took out an antique wooden box.

Took out a wand from it.

The surface of the wood showed a delicate and uniform texture with a faint purple luster.

The overall shape of the wand was smooth and elegant, and the handle was slightly thickened for easy grip.

When Devereux saw it, he felt attracted.

Although he had not received any education in wand making.

But at this moment he felt that this wand was made for him.

"It's made of rosewood. Originally, I wanted to match it with unicorn hair, but I didn't expect why it became a wand directly. It's really very strange. Although it is very picky, I think it may be unexpectedly suitable for you. "

Deverot took it.

He suddenly felt that this wand was an extension of his body!

It was completely different from the previous wands that gave him a very serious sense of disharmony.

At this moment, he even felt that he was holding this wand.

The whole person became a lot lighter.

It seemed that his body was stronger.

With a casual wave.

The whole store seemed to tremble slightly.

Deverot suddenly had an idea in his mind.

"Restore to the original state! "

Deveraux cast his first spell in his life on the broken glass on the floor.

The broken glass that had just been scattered all over the store flew into the air.

They quickly matched each other and turned back into the chandelier that had just been hung on the ceiling.

This amazing scene shocked Ollivander.

Even the passers-by who had just passed by the store stopped to watch.

After all, a child who looked just eleven years old could cast such a perfect cleaning spell so smoothly.

It was really eye-opening!

"Oh, Merlin's beard! What did I see! This wand will only recognize a very talented master, and this is the case in several fields, so that he will be willing to serve. It seems that Mr. Alexander, your future is recognized by the wand. "

Olivander said to Deveraux after the initial shock.

He regained his composure and said to him.

Deveraux was also very shocked at this time.

It should be said that this wand is very good.

Deveraux is now a future star in the magic world with both magic prodigy and potion genius.

It is normal that this wand can be used.

But Deveraux's face is still full of uncontrollable excitement.

After all, this is his first time to use this spell.

And the system panel shows that he is only at the entry level of this spell.

Could it be that this wand brings him extra blessings.

It can increase his spell casting success rate?

Thinking of this, he wanted to open the spell textbook immediately.

Give him a try on every spell.

But he restrained himself, now was not the time.

"Sorry, Mr. Ollivander, I may have messed up your store. How much is this wand, um..."

Suppressing his excitement.

Deveraux then realized that Snape was no longer standing outside the store.

How should he pay?

No way, he had just chosen the wand he liked.

He was going to run out in shame to find Snape to pay.

Deveraux thought this was too social.

Just when he was at a loss.

Ollivander smiled and said.

"It's okay, Mr. Alexander, Professor Snape has already paid the money. I saw him walk to the left. You can go toGo find him over there."