Fire Bearer at Hogwarts

Chapter 8 and Ollivander 【Please recommend comments for collection】

At eight o'clock in the morning, Ash put down the quill in his hand, and while he closed his notebook, he tapped the owl's cage lightly.

After waking up Phil, Ash didn't carry his backpack this time, he just took the dragon scale staff and his crystal wood wand and went out.

He still has to go to Diagon Alley today, because he saw a wand shop he was interested in there yesterday... Ollivander's Wand Shop, Ash admired himself for being able to memorize this somewhat elongated name.

He saw this store when he went to buy books yesterday, and he was quite moved when he saw the peeling golden signboard, "Ollivander, since... BC, he has made excellent wands."

He didn't care how many years it was, as long as it wasn't short, he had a hunch that he could find the key to the crystallized wood wand to release soul magic in this Ollivander.

Phil landed on Ash's shoulder, he didn't like to stay in the cage, and Ash didn't like to carry a cage everywhere, he was afraid that he would forget to take it away.

In terms of dressing, he learned from those Muggles walking on the street. Yesterday's day's journey made him aware of his eccentricity... So he changed into an old robe from Biheim Dragon Academy, blue and white. The color scheme looks a bit like a trench coat.

But he still had to put on those sunglasses, he was afraid that he really couldn't let go of his longing for the sun... When the sun rose in the morning, he almost couldn't help but praise the sun.

This time, he was familiar with the road and came to the Leaky Cauldron on Charing Cross Road without much effort. After a slight nod of greeting with Tom, Ash came to the trash can.

He directly found the brick full of white spots, and with a light touch, he came to Diagon Alley.

The crowded Diagon Alley was a bit troublesome for him. Ash searched for a long time but couldn't find Ollivander's wand shop... Thanks to Phil, the chubby owl pointed the way to Ash with his little wings .

Ash nodded, and finally came to the place he wanted to go yesterday, if Mr. Weasley hadn't followed him, he would have already gone in.

I don’t know if it’s because it’s still early, and there aren’t many people in the wand shop. Ashe looked at the cramped shop and felt a little strange. The salary kings and masters he knew all arranged a gorgeous residence for himself. Of course, Ender Except for Lie...he has been beating there since Ash came to the sacrificial ground.

As he walked into the shop, the bell at the door rang crisply, and there was a sound of footsteps behind the numerous wand boxes.

To be honest, Ash is a bit disappointed, with messy hair and an aging face... The most important thing is that there is no strong soul power. Not having a strong soul in Ash means that there is no strong power, no strong power ... means that you don't know much.

After all, the madness in knowledge cannot be resisted by ordinary people.

"What's your business?" Ollivander looked curiously at this gentleman he had never seen before. Ash's outfit of sunglasses and robes was also the kind that turned heads 100% in the wizarding world.

"I wanted to ask you some questions about wands."

"Wand problem?" Ollivander pushed his glasses. "Is there something wrong with your wand? Or..."

Ash shook his head slightly, he raised his left hand, revealing the red glove he was wearing, a red light flashed on the glove, and Ollivander's shrewd eyes lost focus.

The spell from the witches: charm, although the name is not very nice, it is also one of the few spells that Ash knows.

Ash's sudden attack made Phil googling in fright.

"Shh~" Ash made a silent expression, and then closed the curtain of the wand shop.

Looking at the dark wand shop, Ash nodded, and took out his silver-blue crystallized wood staff.

"Mr. Ollivander...can you help me see how this wand differs from yours?"

Ollivander nodded, took the wand unconsciously and looked at it. While looking at it, he let out a small exclamation. As he released the "fluorescent flash", his test came to an end.

"Sir... this wand of yours... is very unusual..." Ollivander spoke intermittently, "it has...terrible magical power...just like the old wand..."

"The Elder Wand?" Ash didn't know what it was, but he didn't waste time on it, he continued to ask: "But why can't he cast the soul spell? My dragon scale staff is basically the same as his crafting process .”

Ollivander pondered for a moment, then continued: "Soul spell...I don't know what it is...but if you want to cast a spell with your soul, you must need a device that impregnates the soul..."

He looked at the wand and shook his head, "It's powerful...but...not a container for souls..."

"Isn't it the container of the soul?" Ash didn't expect this answer, but he wasted a crystallized gem for it... This is the only treasure.

In Rodland, in addition to paying for the soul, releasing the soul spell requires the weapon itself to be able to attract the soul... Could it be that this magic wand has no means to attract the soul?Could it be because of that ceremony?He remembered the ceremony of reciting the title of the Phosphorus One... Maybe it's because this place is too far away from Rodland...

Crystal gems can't give this magic wand the function of attracting souls?

Ash frowned, but soon, he remembered something... He took off a silver snake ring on his finger, the Greedy Silver Snake Ring... a terrifying ring that can absorb souls, to be honest, Ash is a bit I can't bear this baby.

But after thinking about it, he still handed the ring to Ollivander, "Master, please set this ring on this wand."

Ollivander took the ring, nodded mechanically, and walked into the workshop where he made his wand. Ash followed behind him, watching the master make a wand.

Yes, Master... Ollivander's keenness on the wand was beyond Ash's expectation... Obviously I am the soul-hungry guy, he mocked his own numbness, and then silently watched the master use various Tools, and with the cooperation of the wand, the silver snake ring and the wand were integrated into one.

The silver snake-shaped ring was located in the third part of the wand, just where the handle of the wand was, and it looked like a gorgeous ornament. Surely no one would have thought that it was a terrible object that could attract souls.

"Thank you." Ash thanked softly, and then slightly cast a spell with his left hand, dispelling the charm.

"Mr. Embers? I'm sorry I was distracted just now. Are you satisfied with my service?" Ollivander regained his composure, and Ash looked at him with respect.

"I'm very satisfied." He smiled and handed over ten gold Galleons, which were enough to buy a new wand.

Ollivander was a little surprised. "That's too much Mr. Embers."

Ash waved his hand, "These are just apologies for disturbing you, see Mr. Ollivander next time."

"See you next time..." Ollivander waved his hand and watched Ash leave with a sense of loss. He didn't know why, but he always felt weird, but touched the ten Galleons in his hand, and walked back with a smile , I never thought about what I just encountered.

"Cuckoo!" Phil looked at Ash with a bit of accusation.

"I know I was wrong." Ash said with a smile, "But it's something that can't be helped...for the world we each love."

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