"The core of my wand is the same as my sister's. We both have Grandma's hair," Gabri said sadly. Gabrielle said, a little sad. In her mind, her grandmother was a very beautiful and kind person. She could tell many interesting stories and cook many delicious dishes. Five years ago, after my grandfather died, she also left to return to nature. Before she left, she kept these two hairs as a souvenir. I haven't seen her since. "
"Left to return to nature?!" Hermione could not help but ask, "Then why don't you go and find her?"
"We don't know where she is. She's hiding and won't see us," Gabri said, her eyes a little red.
"I'm sorry..."
"It's okay. I'm used to it. Every year, she sends a message to us. My sister and I are satisfied as long as we know that Grandma is living well!" Gabri said, with a lovely smile on her face. "As long as she's alive, we'll always have a chance to see each other, won't we?!"
She stared blankly at the wand of Hibiscus Chinensis in Mr. Ollivander's hand, thinking about her grandmother.
Hibiscus Chinensis and Gabri's grandmother did not die. Mywa was a very powerful spirit with a long life.
They would take the form of young and beautiful women, marry humans, settle down, and have children.
When the man's life was over, they would return to nature and never see their children again.
They lived in forests, lakes, mountains, and clouds. Even if their descendants went to find them, they would not come out easily.
Mywa's hair was a very rare wand core material, but it was undeniably very powerful. It had strong properties in transfiguration, healing, rejuvenation, and fire spells.
"Yes, yes!" Mr. Ollivander said. "Of course, I've never used Mywa's hair myself. I think a wand made of Mywa's hair is too sensitive and capricious. But everyone has their own preferences, and since it suits you... "
Mr. Ollivander ran his fingers over the wand, obviously checking for scratches and bruises.
Then, in a low voice, he said, "Orchid blossoms!"
The next second, a bouquet of flowers bloomed on the wand.
"Very good. Not bad!" Mr. Ollivander said, gathering up the flowers and handing them to Hibiscus Chinensis along with the wand. "Mr. Diggory, it's your turn."
Cedric's wand was an Ollivander product, one twelfth of an inch, made of oak.
The wand was flexible, and the core of the wand was made from the tail hair of a unicorn.
"Yes, I remember it very clearly." Mr Ollivander said there was a hair plucked from the tail of a particularly handsome male unicorn. It must have been five or six feet long. I plucked it, and it nearly pierced me with its horn. This wand is so powerful that only a good wizard can handle it. "
Mr. Ollivander nodded his head in approval of Cedric's wand.
He waved his wand gently, and a silver ring of smoke came out from the tip of the wand. The smoke drifted from one end of the room to the other.
After Cedric was Wickidor Krum.
He did not seem to have recovered. The last attack had done a lot of damage to him.
Krum walked listlessly towards Mr. Ollivander, his round shoulders drooping and his feet splayed out.
He thrust the wand at him and stood frowning, his hands in the pockets of his robe.
"Hmm!" Mr. Ollivander said. "If I'm not mistaken, this is a Grigorovich product?"
Krum nodded, and Hermione quickly wrote it down on the parchment.
"While the four of you were away, I finished my interview with Krum," whispered Hermione. Hermione whispered, waving the densely packed parchment in her hand, which was filled with information related to Krum.
"He looks hard to approach!" said Corin fearfully.
"I thought so, too, but he cooperated with you just now," said Hermione.
Elwyn looked at Krum warily. If he remembered correctly, this fellow seemed to like Hermione!
"Grigorovich is an excellent wand maker, though I don't quite agree with his style, but-"
Mr. Ollivander did not go on. Grigorovich was one of the two greatest wand makers in Europe, along with Mr. Ollivander.
"Very good!" He lifted the wand and turned it over and over in front of his eyes, examining it closely.
"Goose-ear hornwood, with the tendons of a dragon's heart, is it not?" He glanced at Krum, and Krum nodded. Mr. Ollivander went on. "Much thicker than the usual, and very hard. Ten and a quarter inches. Flock of birds!"
The goose-ear hornwood wand made a loud bang, like the firing of a pistol.
A flock of birds fluttered out of the wand and flew through the open window into the pale sunlight.
"Very good!" Mr. Ollivander said, handing the wand back to Krum. "And the last one, Mr. Weasley."
Ron stood up hurriedly, a little nervous and clumsy.
He brushed past Krum, walked up to Mr. Ollivander, and handed over his wand.
"This is my product again!" Mr. Ollivander said, frowning slightly at the wand in his hand. "Fourteen inches long, willow wood, unicorn tail hair. Yes, I still remember, it was a female unicorn, and it ran so fast that only the purest of women could touch it. Although the length and magic power of this tail hair is a little less than that of Mr. Diggory's, it has a very strong positive characteristic. Only kind-hearted wizards can use this wand. Using it to cast black magic and other spells with negative effects will produce a natural resistance. This is one of its special characteristics. "
Mr. Ollivander did not wait for Ron to answer. He waved the wand directly.
"I have to say, you need to take care of him regularly and use it carefully," Mr. Ollivander said, looking at the scar on the wand. Mr. Ollivander said, looking at the scars on the wand. "Remember, it is the wand that chooses to ignore the wizard, Mr. Weasley. If this continues, you may need a new wand! Of course, it is in good condition now, but you must use it carefully. "
As he spoke, he let the wand spray a stream of wine, then handed the wand back to Ron.
"Since we have come to this point, I have to mention something. As a wizard's most important companion, the wand is undoubtedly important! Wand maintenance is a very practical subject, and I suggest that it should be taught in schools, "Mr. Ollivander said, looking at Dumbledore, Professor Kakarov, and Mrs. Maxim. "This is what young wizards need to learn," Mr. Ollivander said, looking at Dumbledore, Professor Kakarov, and Mrs. Maxim with his pale eyes.
"Thank you for your advice, Garrick. The students really need professional advice in this area!" Dumbledore said, suddenly turning to look at Elwyn and the others. "Mr. Mason, Miss Granger, Mr. Creevey, Miss Dracul, this is a rare opportunity. I suggest that Garrick take a look at your wands to see how well they have been maintained."
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