Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Chapter 568: Wandlore

Chapter 568: Wandlore

Evan looked at Dumbledore in surprise, wondering what he meant. 

Why did he ask Mr. Ollivander to check their wands? And looking at Mr. Ollivander’s expression, he didn’t seem surprised or not expecting this. Obviously, he knew about this in advance, and Dumbledore told him. 

Perhaps Dumbledore asked Mr. Ollivander to check everyone’s wands in order to determine something. 

Evan had some doubts, but on second thought, this was not a bad thing. 

At Evan’s sign, Colin glanced at him. He looked at Dumbledore again. He hesitated, and then walked over to hand his wand to Mr. Ollivander. 

“This wand is very well maintained, Mr. Creevey!” said Mr. Ollivander, looking a little excited. “Twelve inches long … sandalwood … the core is a unicorn hair, which is the essence material of a common wand. Although it has no particular characteristics, the magic of the wand made with unicorn hair is usually stable, with little fluctuation and blockage. This wand fits you very well, which is the most rare and valuable thing. The wand made unicorn hair is the most loyal of all the wands, and no matter what happens, it can maintain a strong connection with the original owner.” 

He examined Colin’s wand carefully and added some knowledge about wand maintenance. He announced that it was in good condition, and then it was Gabrielle’s turn. 

Gabrielle’s wand was shorter than Fleur’s, only eight inches long. The core of the wand was her grandmother’s hair.

“Hawthorn … very soft texture!” said Mr. Ollivander, carefully looking at Gabrielle’s wand. “In fact, I’ve never seen such a soft wand. The combination of such a soft material and sensitive Veela’s hair makes this wand extremely sensitive to magic changes. Ordinary witches can’t use it.” 

Fleur and Gabrielle’s wands should be the most loyal; the core of the wands was their grandmother’s hair. It was unique, but at the same time it had blood ties with both of them. These two wands were hardly likely to be taken away by other wizards. 

As for Hermione’s wand, it was fourteen inches, made of vine wood, and the core of the wand was the dragon heartstring.

“Yes, Miss Granger, I still remember this wand!” said Mr. Ollivander, and golden stars emerged at the end of the wand. “The dragon is a magical creature with strong power, and the material on it is very rare, especially the dragon heartstring. It’s hard to obtain, much harder than the unicorn hair. Correspondingly, its power is much stronger. As long as the owner has enough power, they could display the most gorgeous and brilliant magic through this wand.” 

When the golden stars finally disappeared, he returned the wand to Hermione, his pale eyes staring at her. 

“The dragon heartstring is the most unstable in the event of an accident. This wand is easy to favor black magic, although this tendency does not necessarily match itself.” He whispered about the wand, “Miss Granger, don’t let anyone take it. Otherwise, it will change loyalty and resolutely submit to its new owner. ” 

Hermione raised her eyebrows and did not understand what Mr. Ollivander meant. 

Why did he say that? Was there a hint in it?!

“Wandlore is one of the most complex and mysterious branches of all magic. I am just explaining the mystery that has been explored!” Seeing Hermione’s doubts, Mr. Ollivander explained, “If you are interested in this aspect, you can look up relevant information. Well, Mr. Potter is next! ” 

Harry went over and handed over his wand. 

“Aaaah, yes!” said Mr. Ollivander, his pale eyes suddenly gleaming with excitement. “Yes, yes. How well I remember.” 

Everyone in the classroom looked at him with surprise. They didn’t understand what Mr. Ollivander meant. 

Only Harry knew. He could remember it too as though it had happened yesterday. 

Three summers ago, on his eleventh birthday, he had entered Mr. Ollivander’s shop with Hagrid to buy a wand.

Mr. Ollivander had taken his measurements and then started handing him wands to try.

Harry had waved what felt like every wand in the shop, until at last he had found the one that suited him. 

His wand was made of holly, eleven inches long and contained a single feather from the tail of a phoenix. 

Mr. Ollivander had been very surprised that Harry had been so compatible with his wand. 

“Curious,” he said, “Curious,” and not until Harry asked what was curious had Mr. Ollivander explained that the phoenix feather in Harry’s wand had come from the same bird that had supplied the core of Lord Voldemort’s. 

Harry had never shared this piece of information with anybody. He was very fond of his wand, and as far as he was concerned its relation to Voldemort’s wand was something it couldn’t help, rather as he couldn’t help being related to Aunt Petunia. 

However, he really hoped that Mr. Ollivander wasn’t about to tell the room about it. 

He had a funny feeling Rita Skeeter’s Quick-Quotes Quill might just explode with excitement if he did.

In particular, his scar had been aching repeatedly recently, and he dreamed about things related to Voldemort, which made him feel very bad. 

In this case, Harry didn’t want his wand to be connected to Voldemort. 

“Phoenix feather is the most precious wand core material. In the face of possible owners, the Phoenix feather wand is always the pickiest. It is the most independent and transcendent creation in the world. This wand is the most difficult to tame and personalize, and it is usually difficult to win its loyalty.” said Mr. Ollivander slowly and softly, “But there is no doubt that a magic wand made of a phoenix feather can perform the most outstanding magic, although it will take longer to show this than dragons and unicorns. This wand is very special and has a very unique meaning. Please use it well, Mr. Potter, it will help you!”

Mr. Ollivander spent much longer examining Harry’s wand than anyone else’s. He looked at it over and over before handing it back to Harry. 

“Last one … Mr. Mason!” He whispered, turning his eyes to Evan.

Evan went forward and saw Mr. Ollivander in front of him. He felt like he had returned to the scene of the dazzling small shop. 

Two years ago, he walked in with Mrs. Weasley and Ginny. 

When he held the wand, its tip suddenly gave off a white halo, rippling in the shop. 

And Mr. Ollivander said those words full of mystery to make one sweat upside down. 

“Wonderful, very wonderful!” Mr. Ollivander took Evan’s wand and his eyes sparkled. He said softly, “Although each wand is unique, this is exceptionally special. It was left by my great grandfather, who was then the world’s most famous wand maker.”

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