Hogwarts founder returns to campus

Ollivander seemed to be talking to himself, and Hermione seemed to be taken aback by a long list of words.

Looking at Hermione who opened his mouth slightly, he coughed lightly and asked, "What's your name?"

"Hermione... Hermione Granger, sir."

Ollivander took a deep look at Hermione, as if he wanted to keep this little wizard who caused the vision in mind.

After a while, he came back to his senses, looked at Salazar and Justin and asked, "Okay, there are two little wizards left, which one of you will come first?"

Probably because of Hermione's stimulation just now, Justin hurriedly took a step forward and said, "Me first! My name is Justin Fenrieri!"

"Okay, Mr. Finlaye, please hold out your dominant hand, I need to measure the data for you." Ollivander said, a tape measure flew out of his robe, and began to measure the data for Justin.

Ollivander did not wait in place, he turned his gaze to Salazar and asked, "How do you know the material of that wand?"

"I once made a wand myself, but it was destroyed in a battle." Salazar stretched out his right hand unconsciously, as if he was still holding the wand he made himself. The imprint renders a layer of halo.

Ollivander's face changed slightly, and just as he was about to speak, the tape measure had already flown back into his robe pocket, which forced him to start his own work first.

He quickly pulled out three wand cases, flipped one open, handed it to Justin and said, "Try this one, nine and a half inches, English oak, unicorn tail hair."

Justin just held it in his hand, and a firework appeared at the tip of the wand. Although it wasn't as bright as Hermione's, it was still brilliant.

"Unicorn tail hair? Is it better from a dragon?" Justin seemed to love this wand, but he still asked hesitantly.

"Mr. Finlayley, the wand chooses its master. The English oak wand will choose a wizard who has both strength, courage and loyalty as its partner, and unicorn tail hair is also the most stable core. Please believe me, It's what suits you best."

Seeing that Justin was still hesitant, Salazar suddenly wanted to tease the vacillating boy, so he said, "Do you know Merlin? It's the legendary wizard who assisted King Arthur. His wand is said to be made of English oak. .”

Justin turned his attention to Ollivander, hoping to get a positive reply from him.

"Yes, there are indeed such rumors." Ollivander's eyes widened slightly, his gaze resting on Salazar, and then he nodded mechanically.

After helping Hermione and Justin repack the wand, Ollivander took a deep breath, held the tape measure in his hand and said, "What should I call you?"

"Salazar Kerber." Salazar held out his right hand.

This time the tape measure did not move. Ollivander pulled the tape himself and carefully measured the data for Salazar before walking towards the wand boxes with a heavy face.

"Why does it feel like Mr. Ollivander has such a different attitude towards you?" Justin asked, holding his wand box tightly, and approaching Salazar.

"I don't know, maybe because I think I can't find the wand?" Salazar shrugged, sitting on the bench and waiting.

Soon Ollivander returned to the shop with a pile of wand boxes, some of which were dusty and looked old.

"Then let's begin, Mr. Colber." Oliver took out the first wand, which was a golden wand, and you could still see the extremely beautiful wood grain on it, "Acacia wood, twelve inches, dragon's heart string .”

Salazar held the wand in his hand, and the tip of the wand burst into light, as if someone had suddenly thrown a flashbang into the store, which was extremely dazzling.

But the light at the tip of the wand quickly dissipated, and eventually the light disappeared completely, and the wand even trembled slightly.

Sarah looked at the back of her hand, and the halo on the black flame-like brand seemed to deepen a bit.

"Sure enough..." Salazar was having a headache now, and he could probably guess that the brand on his hand that belonged to the power of silence was rejecting these wands.

He could even feel the silent release of emotion, which was resisting, resisting these wands that could not bear its power.

"Mr. Ollivander, I think I may not be able to find the right wand," Salazar said after putting the acacia wand back in its place.

"No! No! No! You can find a suitable wand in Ollivander's wand shop. Try this one again. Applewood, eleven inches, phoenix tail feathers."

Salazar took the wand, there was no light, and he felt obvious resistance as soon as he took it, like holding a live fish and trying desperately to break free from his grasp.

Applewood wand is the most unsuitable wand material for black magic, and his right hand happens to have silent power, so it's normal to have resistance.

The wand almost jumped back into the wand box by itself. Ollivander watched the scene in front of him, swallowed, and then took out the third wand: "Cedar wand, eleven and one-half inches, one-horned Beast tail hair."

No light, trembling slightly.

"Chestnut wand, nine inches, with phoenix tail feathers."

no response.

Ollivander began to frequently go back and forth between the shop and the back hall, taking out piles of wand boxes.

"Wand of aspen, thirteen inches, with dragon's heartstrings."

Radiant, then obliterated, like the first wand Salazar tried, began to tremble.

Salazar took wand after wand, but none could overcome the fear of the silent power.

The welcome bell rang again, and Professor McGonagall walked into the shop.

"Salazar, haven't you chosen a suitable wand yet?" Professor McGonagall asked in as gentle a voice as possible.

"Many wands were willing to choose him, but in the end they all gave up because of fear." Ollivander's bloodshot eyes, like full moons, said in a high-pitched voice.

"If you don't have it, forget it..." Salazar also had a headache, he was afraid of what would happen if the gray-haired wizard couldn't accept the stimulation and fainted.

"Black walnut wand..." Ollivander didn't answer, just took another wand.

Still...no response.

"Yew wand, thirteen inches, dragon's heartstring." Ollivander almost shouted, behind him was a mountain of wand boxes, and it was estimated that almost all the combinations of wands in the store had been tried.

A bright light burst out from the tip of the staff.

"Isn't this wand a good fit?" asked Professor McGonagall.

The light disappeared immediately, and the body of the staff began to tremble slightly...

With the same reaction as the previous wand, Ollivander's face was paler than his eyes...