Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

The voice was very familiar, and the wild laughter had just ended.

A thin and tall body smashed into Ollivander’s store door, and the handsome boy walked out of the store door. His eyes were full of red light, and his body trembled slightly. He looked excited and admired a yew wand in his hand. Turn a blind eye to Hoffa and Indor standing at the door.

The sky was full of violent magic energy, and Hoffa's hair was blown torn.

Looking at the boy’s leaving back with a lingering heart, Induo asked in a low voice: "Who is that, how come there is such a powerful magic power at this age."

Of course Hoffa knew who it was.

Tom .Marvolo .Riddle.

The future Great Demon Voldemort has got his first assistant in life, the powerful yew wand. No wonder the excitement was like that, but it was a pity that the wand was still ruthlessly abandoned by him after having been with him for more than fifty years.

shook the head, Hoffa said to Indor: "Shall we go in together?"

Indor shook his head: "You go in by yourself, Goblin doesn’t need wand, nor will it Enter this kind of shop. The Old Guy rod-making materials also include Goblin's bones. I'm afraid I will kill him if I see him."

Hoffa was dumb and had to open Ollivander's shop alone.

As soon as I entered.

Ding!

system, the current Secret Realm — [London wizard market]

The exploration degree reached 50%, and the spell fragment was obtained (13)

In the Sea of ​​Consciousness, there is a hazy fragment.

Hoffa wanted to explore the fragment, but it was completely unavailable.

He can only give up this idea and deal with the current scene instead.

In front of him, thousands of boxes close and numerous yarded from the ground to the ceiling, and the air was full of silence and quietness.

Ollivander wand shop is a family shop.

The history of the family making wand can be traced back to 382 BC. The original meaning of the surname Ollivander is the person who owns the wand of olive wood. Therefore, some people, including this generation Ollivander himself, think that their ancestors followed Luo Centaur to Britain.

The owner of this generation Ollivander shop is Gary Ollivander.

He does not seem to be as old as described in the book 50 years later, but a middle age person in great spirits.

It's just that the middle age person looks a little sluggish now.

Ollivander didn't notice Hoffa's arrival. He still opened his mouth, standing in the pile of scattered wooden boxes, immersed in the horror just now.

Until Hoffa extend the hand shook before his eyes.

"Hey, hello."

Garyk Ollivander was just a shivered and turned his head. He quickly rubbed his face when he saw the new client. "Sorry, lost, you absolutely don't know what just happened."

Hoffa said quietly: "I know, I want to buy a wand."

Ollivander mumbled: "Of course, I come to my store to buy wand. The left hand or the right hand?"

"right hand."

"Raise your arms."

He measured Hoffa's size, first from shoulder to fingertip, then from wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit, and finally head circumference.

While measuring, he said: "Each Ollivander wand has super magic substance, and this is its essence. We use unicorn hair, Phoenix tail feathers and Dragon's heart nerve... …."

Hoffa chuckled: "Are you going to say the same thing to everyone."

Ollivander was slightly annoyed when he was interrupted.

"I’m a rude child, I’m a businessman, do you understand? A businessman!"

Speaking, he quickly packed up the box on the ground, and then rooted The wand of Hoffa is stuffed into Hoffa's hand.

"Holly, Phoenix feather, eleven inches...No way, no way!"

"Unicorn hair, rosewood, 13 inches...No way, no way!"

"Dragon's tendons, walnut, nine inches...no, still no!"

"Beech, Veela's hair, 10 inches...no, of course not, what do I want?"

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Ollivander smashed his mouth while quickly carrying the box.

The wands turned around in Hoffa's hands like revolving lanterns, but he felt that holding these wands was the same as holding an ordinary wooden stick. Nothing happened.

"applewood, 17 inches, no work."

"Acacia, 14 inches, no work."

"Cypress wood, 9 inches, no work."

"ash, no."

"Sorbus, no."

"firs...no!"

"Cedar Wood...No way!"

"Cherry wood...No way!"

"Black pear wood, oh, still no way!"

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One point of time passed by one second, and the empty boxes under his body were piled higher and higher, and Hoffa couldn't help but yawn. Had it not been for the notice from Hogwarts, Hoffa would almost doubt whether he really had magic innate talent.

He glanced outside the store, and Induo turned around impatiently.

Finally, when Ollivander and Hoffa were both standing in the waist-deep pile of boxes, Ollivander could not run. He gasping for breath asked, "Are you really a wizard? Or you It's actually a squib."

Hoffa helpless, who was flooded with boxes, said, "Do you want to read my Hogwarts notice?"

"Uh!" Ollivander whispered annoyedly. Screamed.

"How could this happen, it shouldn't be!"

This incident also exceeded Hoffa's expectations. He didn't expect that he and so many wands take.

If you want to go to school, you must have a wand.

Hoffa scratched his head and asked hesitantly: "Diagon Alley, are there any other rodmakers?"

These words pierced Ollivander's nerves, he was light gray His eyes stared.

"What? You doubt my skills! I tell you that from 100 BC until now, the wand Ollivander, who has never been a wizard, can't make it. Even Merlin has used our family's wand!"

Hoffa doesn't speak, the two of them are big eyes staring at small eyes in the pile of boxes.

The air fell into an extremely awkward silence.

Looking at each other for a while, suddenly Ollivander asked softly: "You don't seem to be from Britain."

"Half and half, I am not quite clear, but my father is from China ." Hoffa said.

"Eastern?" Ollivander smashed his mouth, "so that's how it is, their habits are indeed different from ours."

After that, he With a wave of wand, all the boxes put away wand and returned to their original positions.

"Come with me."

Hoffa followed Ollivander to the back of the store.

Here, piles of various materials, feathers, hair, nerves, hearts, spider legs, wood of various trees, and even a Goblin skeleton. Hoffa wondered why because Duo didn't want to come in, speaking of which rod-making was still a cruel thing.

Under the pile of materials, Ollivander bent over for a long time and finally pulled out a crumpled gray box. He blew a huge amount of dust up.

The gray box became a black box.

Ollivander stood before Hoffa solemnly and opened the box.

In the box, there is a wand lying quietly. It is wrong to say that it is a wand, because it still has some spots on the branches, which looks a little rough, not as refined as the wands outside. It's like a branch cut directly from a tree.

A magical feeling appeared in Hoffa's heart.

It is looking at me.

Hoffa realized this.

It was a little excited.

Hoffa without the slightest hesitation extend the hand, grabbing the quaint branch.

At this moment, a touch of bloodline connection appeared, a kind of vicissitudes and gentle warmth flowed throughout the body, and the thousand years of lonely waiting almost made him almost want to cry.

Nothing happened, but Hoffa knew that this was his destined partner.

He released his hand, something strange happened, and wand did not fall. It floated above Hoffa's palm.

While floating, he saw only one artificial trace on this wand.

In its tail section, there is a deep notch. It was painted with slightly faded red paint.

That is a square-shaped font.

[Seal]

After appreciating the whole picture of this wand, it fell back into Hoffa's palm.

Hoffa has a smile on his face, and he looks towards Ollivander happily, hoping he can explain it to himself.

But Olian Fande was full of suspicious eyes. He turned around with his hands behind his back.

"How could this be...How could this be?"

"What the hell," Hoffa asked, "How much is this wand, I want it."

"Money..."

Ollivander coughed: "Forget it, wand choose the owner, so be it. But I have to remind you that this wand is an unfinished piece Product. If something goes wrong, I’m not responsible."

"What?" Hoffa was surprised, "Unfinished product, what do you mean."

Ollivander whispered.

"More than 100 years ago, my grandfather, Gabord Ollivander, once went on a trip to India with the Queen of England. There was a very high Snow Mountain on the border between the Qing Dynasty and India. There is a tree at the bottom of the mountain. The local people call it Bodhi tree.

Where did my grandfather stay for a while, and then when I left, an old monk gave this tree branch to his grandfather and said it It contains magical power.

My grandfather didn’t feel any power, he just brought it back as a souvenir. My father didn’t discover its uniqueness, neither did I.

A few years ago, I wanted to make it into a wand, but found that it couldn’t be matched with any stick core. Dragon heart, Phoenix feathers, and Unicorn hair didn’t work, so I kept it here all the time."

Speaking, Ollivander sighed with emotion, "I always thought that what my grandfather brought back was just a piece of wood without magic... Now it looks really strange. There is wood that can be used spell without relying on magic. ......"

Hoffa was surprised: "So this product is just a branch?"

"Yes." Ollivander shrugged, "But it's my precious souvenir If you want to buy it, you have to pay me double the price."

Hoffa …….

When I walked out of Ollivander's shop, it was almost dark.

In the distance, there are red clouds of fire, and on the road are some hurried wizards. Looking at their outfits, many of them were purchased from Diagon Alley after the Ministry of Magic got off work.

Hoffa is standing outside Ollivander’s shop, looking at the Bodhi tree with the word "seal" inscribed with joy.

I think I finally have a wand of my own.

After spending 20gold Galleon, Hoffa got his wand. And Ollivander gave Hoffa a calf leather sleeve very "generously", which can be tied to his arm. Used for daily wand bumping and maintenance.

Induo was waiting outside and was almost falling asleep. When Hoffa came out, he couldn't help cursing: "Did you brat fall in love with the old man? Going in for so long?"

Hoffa is in a good mood and doesn't want to care about him. He put away wand, patted Goblin's shoulders.

"Okay, young demon, don't be so impatient. Do you want to have a drink together."

"Drink a fart!" Induo said grimly, "I'll wait You came out just to tell you. I promised you to get the book and wand before dark, and now I have done it, so our contractual relationship is over."

"Eh," Hoffa was taken aback. "Where are you going?"

"Where am I going, I have said that I am Goblin from Heigoland, Germany, and now I am going home." Indor said.

Germany...Hoffa was in a good mood, and couldn't help but utter a little more: "Then don't get into the war."

"Why, do you think you will fight, too?" Induo glanced at Hoffa more, "These guys in Britain don't think so. There is a word in muggle how to say, so what..."

Induo tilted his head to think.

"Appeasement," Hoffa sighed, there is no way, everyone wants peace, even the peace in fantasy.

"Yes, it's appeasement, you know a lot." Yinduo muttered, "Don't worry, I don't like war either."

After that, he said. Raised his finger.

Hoffa takes a step back. Is this an action to prepare to use spell to leave?

However, there was no response. Induo looked at Hoffa with a hesitant expression.

"Hey, will you go to King's Cross Station?"

Hoffa nodded: "I will."

"The platform is at the ninety-two platform In the middle, you have to run all the way to get through."

Hoffa smiled. Of course he knows all these things, but he always feels weird when it comes out of this Goblin's mouth. Maybe this guy is not as bastard as he looks.

"I see, thank you for telling me, it was a great help."

"hmph!" Indor proudly said: "You are a little clever, but you are only 11 years old after all "

"That's all right, go back to your Heigland Island." Hoffa said helplessly.

Induo raised his finger, but finally put it down.

Hoffa was speechless, "What are you doing again?"

Goblin did an incredible thing. He took off one of his silver earrings, and then clipped it in with a click The pain in Hoffa's ears made him almost cry.

Hoffa glared at Yin Duo. "What!?"

Induo laughed heartily, "I admire the man who dares to come out to find a job at such a young age. If you want to find a job in the future, you can come to me instead of Diagon Alley. Here There is no oil and water at work."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Goblin's silhouette disappeared into the air instantly.

Leave Hoffa rubbing his bleeding ears, cursing in place: "Asshole!"