Hogwarts Sword Master Legend

"If you want to buy a wand, I recommend you to go to Ollivander's and take a look. It is no exaggeration to say that almost all wizards' wands in the UK are sold by him.

And it is said that their family has been making sticks since 2000 years ago. Hagrid said, pointing to a dilapidated store on the corner of the street.

"They have been making wands for more than 2000 years, so their family must be elites in the wand-making industry," Anna also sighed, and quickly pulled Alvin into Ollivander's wand shop.

After opening the door and walking into the wand shop, the bell jingled loudly to alert the deaf and deaf old Garrick Ollivander that there was a customer in the shop.

Ivan raised his head curiously and looked at the bell hanging on the door and couldn't help but smile. He didn't expect anyone in the wizarding world to use such an ancient way to make bells.

However, it can be seen from the degree of rust of the bell and the decoration inside the store that the store has indeed been open for some years. Although it is not 2000 years old, it is still several hundred years old.

After hearing the ringing, Ollivander quickly walked out of the shop and saw several people greeting him happily: "Oh, it's you, Hagrid. Why are you here to buy a new wand?"

He looked at the small pink umbrella in Hagrid's hand and smiled and blinked.

"That won't work. You know I'm prohibited from using magic by the Ministry of Magic." Hagrid quickly hid his pink umbrella.

"Haha, okay, I guess these two are the new students at Hogwarts who want to buy wands from me," Ollivander said, looking at Alvin and Anna.

"The only one who doesn't buy a wand is Alvin, my brother and I am his guardian." Anna pushed Alvin in front of her and said.

"Oh, okay, I understand." Ollivander immediately understood that the two people in front of him were orphans, so he didn't ask any more questions.

"Okay Mr. Irvine, so let's quickly choose a wand." He immediately smiled and said to calm the atmosphere. He reached out and waved the tape measure on the table and immediately flew out and automatically started measuring Irvine's body.

“Are you more comfortable using your left or right hand?”

"Right hand."

"Okay, great. I also like to use my right hand, but if I occasionally use my left hand when I'm tired, it should be wet with rain and dew, right?"

"Okay." Ivan shrugged and ended the awkward conversation. He didn't dare to ask what the rain and dew was.

Ollivander smiled, turned around and got into the shelf and began to rummage among the many wands, completely ignoring the data measured by the tape measure.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether the quantity is measured or not. After all, this is no longer the era of custom-made wands. All the wands bought by little wizards are made in advance.

This tape measure process is just to calm down these excited little wizards and highlight their professionalism.

Soon Ollivander pulled out a small box from the shelf, took out a wand and handed it to Alvin's hand.

"Yew, the heart tendon of a dragon, this wand has powerful magic power and can perform gorgeous magic. The person holding it can definitely accomplish great things," Ollivander said confidently.

Ivan shrugged and reached out to take the wand, ignoring what he said.

If I guess correctly, he will say this once every time when a child comes to buy a wand. This kind of marketing method will not fool Alvin, and he is a sword master and has killed evil gods. Is there anything greater than this?

After Ivan took the wand and waved it gently, he felt that the powerful sword energy in his body suddenly surged out and flowed to the wand, and then he heard a click and a crack appeared on the wand.

This wand obviously couldn't withstand the sharp sword energy of his own, and then cracked from it.

"Uh, this~" He was stunned for a moment and looked at Ollivander, who was at a loss. He remembered that these wands seemed to be quite expensive. Don't let yourself lose money.

"Oh, no, it's definitely not this one. Don't worry, Mr. Irvine, I'll go get another one right away." Ollivander quickly took back the wand and put it back into the box, then turned around and rummaged through the container again.

"Cherry wood, unicorn hair, this is definitely a stable match. There should be no problem with these." After rummaging around, Ollivander took out a wand again and handed it to Alvin.

Holding the wand and waving it gently, the sword energy in the body was once again attracted by the material in the wand and flowed into the wand.

However, after being stimulated by the sword energy, the wand did not split but flew out, nailing to the wall like a flying knife.

After trying several wands one after another, they all got the same result. Either these wands could not withstand the power of the sword energy and cracked, or they were activated by the sword energy and turned into flying knives as soon as they were picked up.

"It's interesting that it has such strong destructive power. It's really a strange magic power." Ollivander looked at the wands in his hands that were either cracked or bent after hitting the wall. "But fortunately, you are not like that Fei." Just like Negan, he blew up my store."

Ivan looked at him and curled his lips in embarrassment. It seemed that the Gryffindor bomber before him also came to visit his store.

This can also reduce one's own specialness. After all, compared to the explosive ghost, although his sword energy is strange, it is quiet.

"You are such a picky little guy, let me think about what kind of wand I should find for you." Ollivander looked at him worriedly.

After so many damaged wands, he didn't dare to let him try them on the way. After all, he would have to do all the repair work himself later.

But it would be a shame if he couldn't even find a magic wand that a little wizard could use in his shop. He couldn't let the signature of his thousand-year-old wand-making family fall into his own hands.

Ivan is also very troubled. He didn't expect that this powerful sword energy would actually cause trouble for him. Now he can't even use the magic wand.

What should I do? I don’t have a magic wand and I still act like a wizard.

He raised his head and looked at Ollivander and asked: "Sir, don't you have a bigger, thicker and stronger wand here?"

After all, his sword energy is very strong. Since this small wand cannot withstand the attack of sword energy, wouldn't it be better to replace it with a thicker one?

Ollivander frowned and said, "That's true, but that staff is not very easy to use. It's too heavy for an average wizard to lift."

"It's okay, please let me try it first, just in case it works." Ivan said excitedly. He is not an ordinary wizard. He can lift a car by himself. How heavy can a wand be?

"Well, I see that in your situation you can only try that staff." Ollivander said with a sigh.

From this point of view, only the long-standing ancestral staff in his family could withstand his magic power.

If that doesn't work, then there really is nothing you can do.

After saying that, he returned to the house and pulled out a huge long box from under a cabinet, and used all his strength to move it out and put it on the counter.

This box also has a heavy lock on it. It seems that the things inside are very valuable.

Ollivander took out the key from his pocket and opened it.

I saw a white and shiny staff over one meter long lying inside. At the top of the staff, the white staff began to split into thin branches and weave into a wonderful and mysterious shape.

There is also a crystal clear crystal ball fixed in the shape made of branches.

After seeing the staff in the box, Ivan was shocked. He raised his head and looked at Ollivander and asked: "Sir, do you know a wizard named Gandalf from Middle-earth?"

"I don't know who Gandalf is"

"Then where did this staff come from?"

"This staff has been passed down in our family for several generations. It is said that it was obtained from ancient fairies. However, no one has ever understood its manufacturing process, and ordinary people's magic power cannot move it. Moreover, it is surprisingly calm. The volume is not the same at all.

I think this is because our ancestors were deceived by goblins, and this is a prank product.If you can use it, then I'll give it to you. Anyway, it has no practical use here. Ollivander said with a smile.

Ai Wen was overjoyed that no one wanted it, so he quickly stretched out his hand to hold the staff in the box, tightened his muscles on his arm, and picked it up with force.

This staff must weigh at least 40 kilograms. Most people cannot swing it, but in Ivan's hands, the weight is nothing.

What's more important is that this staff seems to have some bonus effect on his sword energy. No wonder Gandalf in the movie always hits people with the staff.

Now his own practice has fully verified that he should be a white-robed swordsman rather than a white-robed wizard.

Ivan happily waved the staff in his hand, causing a whistling sound of wind.

"It's hard for me to hold this 40-pound staff, but he can actually swing it. It's so weird that all the kids this year are either explosive geniuses or superhuman beings."

Ollivander next to him also wiped his cold sweat and was so frightened that he stepped aside, fearing that the staff would hit him if he let go.

Hagrid looked at the big staff in Alvin's hand with some envy and couldn't help but look at the small broken umbrella in his arms.

Anna was also very happy standing aside. She had known about Alvin's strange power for a long time. It was very convenient when helping the orphanage, so she didn't think there was anything wrong.

The most important thing is that this staff is given for free, no money is required.

"Now I can have some money left to subsidize the orphanage." Anna was very happy.

Not to mention Aiwen, who already had a vision of a white-robed wizard fighting the Balrog with a sword and staff in his mind.

"Hey, from today onwards, the melee mage will be famous in Hogwarts"