Parents of Hogwarts

The check-in process at the Leaky Cauldron went very smoothly. Tom welcomed Callan's arrival and expressed unabashed praise for his excellent floating spell.

"I dare say that among the first-year students, you are definitely the best spell caster."

For this, Karan politely expressed his thanks.

Under Tom's arrangement, Callan moved into Room 11 on the second floor. Coincidentally, this was the same room that Harry had stayed in before the third grade.

And in this room, there is a talking mirror.

After Karan put his luggage neatly, he looked around the room. Compared with the bar on the first floor, it was much neater. This made Karan suspect that the reason why the first floor was so dirty was to preserve this bar. I did this deliberately to have a sense of history.

"Not bad." Karan praised to himself.

"After seeing the first floor, everyone thinks so." Jing Jing said softly.

Karan looked at the mirror, chuckled, and took out his wand again. After swiping it with his fingers eagerly, he carefully recalled the contents of the Snape books he had read, silently of practice.

For a whole day, Karan locked himself in his room like this, even during meal time.He no longer thought about Snape and Lily, but concentrated on familiarizing himself with the process of casting spells.

It lasted until late in the evening before Karan stretched hard and made a cara-cara sound.

"It seems you need to exercise more, kid." The mirror said.

Karan raised his eyebrows: "Yes, I will in the future."

After saying that, Karan put on the wizard's robe, opened the door and walked out.

After leaving the Leaky Cauldron and entering Diagon Alley, the crowd had thinned out a lot and many shops were closed.

Karan looked around carefully, with the wand hidden in his sleeve, and finally came to the door of the wand shop again.

"Jingle Bell."

"Hello, oh, you are..." Ollivander was packing the box, and he said in surprise: "Mr. Sangster, that elegant young gentleman, we only met during the day, how come , is there something wrong with the wand?"

"No, Mr. Ollivander." Karan said slightly awkwardly: "Actually, I thought about a lot of things after I went back, about the wand."

"Please take a seat." Ollivander said with a smile: "Of course, curiosity is always something worth cherishing."

"Thank you." Karan sat on the bench, and Ollivander sat opposite him, and took out the tea without hesitation. After filling it for the two of them, he asked Karan: "So, What on earth is going on?”

"That's right." Karan said with some confusion: "You know I come from the Muggle world, so I have been wondering why there is only one wand. And I noticed that when I tried the wand, there was Many of the boxes had not been opened yet, so I wanted to try them again."

"So that's it." Ollivander obviously had experience in dealing with this kind of problem. He said patiently: "Because in wandology, it is obvious that the wand chooses the wizard, so there must be the most suitable one. The combination of a wizard and a wand, of course, is not absolute, but it is enough to represent the majority.”

"However," Ollivander stood up: "It seems that there is nothing wrong with trying occasionally."

Karan smiled gratefully in return.

In the process of turning around and taking out the box again, Ollivander was still saying: "Actually, you are not the first little wizard to have this idea. As a wand maker, I am also willing to do it. More attempts were made, but never with the desired results.”

Ollivander moved the boxes one by one and placed them in front of Karan: "So, it's better to be mentally prepared for failure, Mr. Sangster."

"Sorry to trouble you." After Karan thanked him for the last time, he took out the wands from the box one by one, silently understanding each one.

Due to the previous experience, the whole process went very quickly. The empty boxes piled up in a high pile, and the remaining boxes gradually became fewer and fewer.

But Karan didn't show any signs of being discouraged, and Ollivander looked at him with a hint of hope.

Soon, only the bottom wooden box was left.

"It seems we only have one last chance left."

Ollivander handed the box to Karan with complicated eyes.

Karan nodded silently and carefully took out the wand inside.

This time, there’s no need to try again.

Karan had already felt it the moment he touched the wand.

This is his second wand.

Just as flawless.

"Wonderful, wonderful." Ollivander clearly noticed Karan's strangeness. He even stood up excitedly and took the wand with trembling hands.

"It's amazing." Ollivander glanced at Karan again in disbelief, while Karan looked confused.

"That's it." Ollivander explained excitedly: "This is a success, but it may also be a failure. It is a dream I had when I was young. Of course, that dream did not come true, but this The wand and wand are completely made."

"My boy, this is an elder wand."

Upon hearing these words, Karan's heart suddenly thumped.

But Ollivander still said obsessively: "Eleven and a quarter inches, the heart nerve of the fire dragon, elderberry."

"You should have heard of the heart nerve of the fire dragon, my child. It is a powerful symbol, so I will use it."

Karan nodded silently.

"As for elders..." Ollivander once again showed that obsessed look: "They have powerful magic power, but they disdain to accompany their owners who are no better than others. Those who hold elder wands Wizards are mostly known to the world, no matter how long they have had it."

"It's like a dream..."

Karan listened silently to Ollivander's words, and he suddenly asked: "Then the owner of this kind of wand..."

"Not many, not many, even extremely rare." Ollivander slowly shook his head: "I have also had the desire to find the owner of the elder wand, but it seems to be like a legend. As for you .”

Ollivander looked down at Karan: "My child, you are the only one during the time I have been selling wands."

Karan narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a short moment of silence, he asked again: "You should know, I just bought a magic wand today."

"Yes, that's right." Ollivander nodded: "Eleven and a quarter inches, unicorn tail hair, ash wood. A symbol of absolute loyalty."

"Is this common?" Karan asked: "Ash, elderberry, is this normal?"

Ollivander closed his eyes and thought seriously for a while. In the end, he just shook his head and replied: "I'm sorry, kid. As far as I know, the owner of the elder wand will almost always treat those chosen by the rosewood wand. And affinity. But ash..."

Ollivander shook his head again: "Maybe it's a new production direction, but sorry, kid, I've never heard of the connection between ash and elderberry."

After saying this, the two fell silent.

Because Karan's ash wand had been pointed at Ollivander at some point.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ollivander, I was just thinking of buying another wand as a backup."

Karan used his other hand to pick up the wand in Ollivander's hand. After a slight exertion, as if he was worried that the wand would be forcibly damaged, Ollivander took the initiative to release his hand and let go of the wand.

"What a pity." Ollivander showed no fear of being threatened, but said with deep regret, "What a pity. But I still have to correct you, it is the wand that chooses the wizard."

Callan nodded: "I will keep this in mind, Mr. Ollivander."

"You seem to still have doubts, child." Ollivander sat still and asked him, "Are you worried about something?"

"Yes, sir." Karan's fingers did not tremble at all: "The heart nerves of the fire dragon, coupled with the elderberry, it is difficult not to make people think of black magic. I am indeed worried about this."

"Excellent memory." Ollivander praised: "But, as I said, the wand chooses the wizard, but it does not control the wizard. More choices are always made by the wizard. About this At one point, I don’t think you need to worry at all. Because whether it’s the ash wood or the unicorn tail hair, I chose you, and I think you should know what that means, kid.”

At this moment, Ollivander was like a teacher, teaching his students patiently.

"Thank you for clarifying my doubts." Karan thanked him without any pretense, and asked softly: "Do you have anything else to say, Mr. Ollivander?"

Ollivander's eyes turned to the elder wand, with deep obsession still in his eyes.

"Be kind to it, kid, be kind to it."

"I will."

"Everything is forgotten."

A ray of light flashed, and Ollivander's expression immediately became confused.

Karan said nothing more. He put the elder wand in the wooden box, hid it in his robe, and walked out.

After leaving the wand shop, facing the cool breeze, Karan suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

But in the end, he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

"Wizards are indeed a bunch of lunatics."