Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

My first impression when I walked into the wand shop was that it smelled very good. The scent was not that of perfume or incense, but the scent of various plants and woods.

There was a lot of dust in the air, which caused the sunlight falling through the wand box to show a beautiful Tyndall effect.

"Oh, I'm really sorry for keeping the two little wizards waiting for so long." Just as Sisley and Sisley were looking at the furnishings and layout of the room, a hoarse voice sounded not far away.

An old man with silver hair and gray eyes stood there, it was Ollivander.

"I'm really happy to see you come here first after coming out of Gringotts. Very few people now realize that for a wizard, the most important thing is a wand, not the pets in the pet shop. , then who of you will come first?" Ollivander said with a smile as he looked at Sisley.

"Hermione, you go first." Sisley said, patting Hermione on the back.

"Oh, what a little gentleman." Ollivander said as he took out his wand and waved it, and a tape measure flew over.

"What do you call this beautiful lady?" Ollivander said, waving his hands in front of his chest.

"Granger, Hermione Granger," Hermione said.

"Um, handedness?"

"Left hand."

"Okay, now stretch."

"I don't understand why you need to measure your height when choosing a wand?" Hermione asked with some confusion.

"Not only do you choose the wand, the wand also chooses you. You are in a symbiotic relationship that complements each other, rather than being a superior or subordinate." Ollivander explained.

Then I walked to the shelf not far away and started selecting.

"Try this one, mahogany core, dragon heartstring, a powerful combination."

Hermione picked up the wand and waved it tentatively, before Ollivander took it back.

"No, it's too tough. It doesn't have that dexterity. Try this one, Grape Vine, Dragon Heartstring, ten inches." Ollivander took out another wand and handed it to Hermione.

Hermione looked at the wand and held it up, then said directly to Ollivander: "I want this one, don't change it again."

Ollivander looked at Hermione's excited magic and nodded: "Of course, of course, this one suits you very well."

After collecting seven galleons from Hermione, Ollivander set his sights on Sisley.

"What should I call this young gentleman?"

"Sisley Thorne," Sisley replied.

"Okay, Mr. Thorne, do you know what I'm going to ask?" Ollivander asked again.

Sisley nodded and said: "Right hand."

"Okay. Please stretch yourself." Ollivander said with a smile.

"I'm also curious about how this has anything to do with measuring my height." Sisley asked with some confusion.

"I don't know, it's a tradition." Ollivander explained.

"...6..."

"Let's take a look, try this one, mahogany, unicorn hair, very gentle... No, I can see that it is a little afraid of you. Obviously you are not a gentle little wizard." Ollie Vander had just taken out a wand, but before he handed it to Sisley, the wand began to tremble violently, and Ollivander had to put the wand back.

"And this, let me see, ebony, dragon heartstring, very powerful, a very brave wand." He said and handed a black and bright wand to Sisley.

Sisley took the wand and shook it, and the magic power in his body instantly flowed towards the wand. For a moment, the huge amount of magic power stretched the wand to a point where it was too much, and bursts of black smoke were released.

Upon seeing this, Ollivander quickly took the wand back and said, "You are a very talented little wizard. It seems that the toughness of this wand is not that good." He continued to rummage on the shelves.

"Let me see... Miss Granger, do you think there is something missing in Mr. Thorne's eyes?" Ollivander, who was halfway through searching for his wand, suddenly turned his head to look. Hermione asked.

Hermione looked at Sisley seriously, and then said: "What's missing?"

"No, it's nothing, I just asked casually, and I have already found a wand suitable for Mr. Thorne." After saying that, Ollivander took out a wand box and walked over.

"I usually don't use this kind of stick core, but I made it through a bet with a friend before. The stick material is ginkgo wood, and the stick core is interesting."

"He originally wanted to make me look embarrassed, but I still relied on my exquisite craftsmanship to make it. I cut open the heart of Yeqi and cut out ten inches along the magic lines... .....”

Ollivander was still talking about his bet back then, but Sisley had already taken the wand and started operating it himself.

The moment he took the wand into his hands, Sisley felt that the violent, chaotic and boiling magic power in his body was sorted out by a powerful force.

Sisley put the wand on the counter aside and waved it casually. The unruly magic power in his body was now like a soldier under orders. The magic power came out of Sisley's palm and wrapped around the wand gently, and then With a whoosh, the wand flew back into Sisley's hand.

"This is awesome." Sisley sighed sincerely, holding the snow-white wand with some black and red patterns in his hand.

"Yeah, it's awesome, ginkgo wood, thestral heart muscle, eleven inches, a very willful and very powerful wand."

"It is worth mentioning that the Thestral's heart is not very big, so the Thestral's heart can only cut out this wand core, making this unique wand."

Ollivander was sincerely happy that he had once again found a partner for a wand, and charged an introduction fee of seven galleons.

When Sisley and Hermione walked out of the wand shop, they were about to sigh that the sun was shining brightly and the years were quiet. Sisley's sensitive senses heard the quarrel coming from a distance. The faint smile that originally hung on his face gradually faded away and turned to a smile. A layer of gloom and frost.

"Hermione, follow me." Sisley grabbed Hermione's hand and walked towards the crowd in the distance.

"What's wrong Sisley?" Hermione asked confused.

"I don't know, go and have a look and then talk." Sisley said while leading Hermione forward.

At this time, Sisley and Hermione finally saw the quarrel in the center of the crowd.

"You dirty Muggle, what qualifications do you have to set foot in the territory that belongs to wizards?" A wizard with oily hair and pink face wearing colorful wizard robes shouted at Mr. Granger.

"Wizard's territory? If I remember correctly, this should belong to the territory of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, and I am a legal citizen of the country. Of course, I have the rights and qualifications to stand on this land!" Mr. Granger was filled with excitement. The voice of reason and logic immediately retorted.

The greasy-faced wizard opposite him was really not good at words. His face turned blue and red when Mr. Granger said it, and then he decisively raised his wand and pointed it at Mr. Granger.

Sisley didn't have any extra thoughts, it was a completely instinctive reaction. The wand instantly appeared in his hand, pointing at the greasy-haired and pink-faced wizard.

With a beam of azure magic power that was condensed to the extreme, it flew out from the tip of the wand!