Elwyn looked at Dumbledore in surprise, not knowing what he meant.
Why did he ask Mr. Ollivander to check their wands? Mr. Ollivander's expression did not show much surprise or surprise.
Obviously, he knew about this in advance, as Dumbledore had told him.
Perhaps Dumbledore wanted to confirm something, so he asked Mr. Ollivander to check everyone's wands.
Elwyn was a little suspicious, but after thinking about it carefully, it was not a bad thing.
Under Elwyn's signal, Corin looked at him.
He looked at Dumbledore again, and hesitantly walked over to Mr. Ollivander and handed the wand to him.
"This wand is well maintained, Mr. Creevey!" Mr. Ollivander said excitedly, "It's twelve inches long, made of sandalwood, and the core is made of unicorn fur. This is a very common material for wands. Although it does not have any special characteristics, wands made of unicorn fur are usually more stable when casting spells, with few fluctuations and blockages. This wand has a very high compatibility, which is the rarest and most valuable part. You should know that wands made of unicorn fur are the most loyal of all wands. No matter what happens, they will be able to maintain a strong connection with the original owner. "
He carefully examined Corin's wand, and said a few things about wand maintenance, announcing that it was in good condition. Then, it was Gabri's wand.
Gabri's wand was even shorter than Hibiscus Chinensis's, only eight inches long, and the core was made of her grandmother's hair.
"This is hawthorn wood, it's very soft!" Mr. Ollivander said, carefully examining Gabri's wand, "In fact, I've never seen such a soft wand. Such a soft material paired with the sensitive hair of Melvah makes this wand extremely sensitive to changes in magic. Normal wizards cannot use it."
Hibiscus and Gabri's wands should be the most loyal. The core of the wands was their grandmother's hair. Not only was it unique, but it was also related to the two of them by blood. It was almost impossible for these two wands to be taken away by other wizards.
As for Hermione's wand, it was fourteen inches long, made of grapevine wood, and its core was the cord of a dragon's heart.
"That's right, Miss Granger, I still remember this wand!" Mr. Ollivander said, golden stars appearing at the end of his wand. "Dragons are magical creatures with great power. The materials from their bodies are also very rare, especially the dragon's heart, which is very difficult to obtain. It's even rarer than unicorn fur. Correspondingly, its power is also much greater. As long as Master has enough power, you can use this wand to cast the most dazzling and magnificent magic. "
When the glittering stars finally disappeared, he returned the wand to Hermione, but his pale eyes stared at her.
"The heart-cords of a dragon are most unsteady in the event of an accident, and this wand is apt to lean towards the Dark Arts, though not always in accord with itself," he said softly. "Take good care of this wand, Miss Granger, and let no one take it. Otherwise, it will change its allegiance and swear allegiance to the new master. "
Hermione raised her eyebrows, not understanding what Mr. Ollivander meant.
Why would he say these things, was there a hint?!
"Wand study is the most complicated and mysterious branch of all magic, I'm just elaborating on the mysteries that have been explored!" Seeing Hermione's confusion, Mr. Ollivander explained, "If you're interested in this aspect, you can look up the relevant information. Alright, next is Mr. Potter! "
Harry walked over and handed over his wand.
"Ah, yes!" Mr. Ollivander said, his pair of pale eyes suddenly sparkling with excitement. "Yes, yes, I remember it clearly."
Everyone in the classroom looked at him in surprise, not understanding what Mr. Ollivander meant.
Only Harry understood, and he remembered it vividly, as if everything had happened just yesterday.
Three summers ago, on his eleventh birthday, he and Hagrid had gone into Mr. Ollivander's shop to buy a wand.
Mr. Ollivander measured his body and began to hand him the wands one by one.
Harry felt as if he had waved all the wands in the shop before he finally found one that suited him.
His wand was made of holly wood, eleven inches long, and contained a feather from a phoenix's tail.
Mr Ollivander had been astonished at the ease with which Harry handled the wand.
"Wonderful!" he said. "Absolutely wonderful."
When Harry asked what was so wonderful about it, Mr. Ollivander explained that the phoenix feather in Harry's wand had been plucked from the same bird as the feather in Lord Voldemort's wand.
Harry had never told anyone about this. He was very fond of his wand, and it seemed to him that it was no more to blame for its connection to Lord Voldemort's wand than he could disown Aunt Petunia.
But now he wished that Mr. Ollivander would not tell anyone in the room.
He had a strange feeling that if Mr. Ollivander revealed the secret, Rita Skeeter's shorthand quill would probably explode with excitement.
Especially recently, his scar had been repeatedly hurting, and he had been dreaming about things related to Voldemort, which made him feel very bad.
Under the circumstances, Harry did not want his wand to be associated with Lord Voldemort.
"The phoenix feather is the most precious material for a wand core, and is always the most selective of possible masters. It is the most independent and transcendent creation in the world. It is the most difficult to tame and personalize, and it is usually the most difficult to win its loyalty. " Mr. Ollivander said slowly, his voice gentle, "But there is no doubt that a wand made from a phoenix feather can cast the most outstanding magic, although it will take a longer time to do so than a dragon or a unicorn. This wand is special and has a special meaning. Use it well, Mr. Potter, and it will help you! "
Mr. Ollivander examined Harry's wand much longer than the others. He looked at it over and over again, and finally handed it back to Harry.
"The last one, Mr. Mason!" he said softly, and turned his eyes to Elwyn.
Elwyn stepped forward and looked at Mr. Ollivander. He felt as if he had returned to the little shop full of wares.
Two years ago, he had walked in there with Lady Weasley and Ginny.
When he held the wand, the tip suddenly emitted a white halo that rippled through the small room.
And Mr. Ollivander's words, which were full of mystery and made people's hair stand on end.
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