good man story

After staying at the Potters for a week, the Black cubs came home.Sirius and James are reluctant to leave, and it looks like a farewell to each other forever.Although the progress was slow for a week, Severus had a good time playing with them, and it was best with Andy. Most of Andy's experimental products went into Sylvia's stomach, and a small part went into Severus's stomach. abdomen.

Then the Potter family was cleaned up, leaving only three children.Sylvia, James and Severus.Children need to learn to read and write. Although the courses are not as many as Black's, it is still quite a heavy responsibility for six-year-old Douding.Severus didn't learn much, but at least he was better than James.The morning is for playing, and the time for studying is from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm. Sylvia's study time is from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] am. She has already finished her theoretical courses, mainly strength training, completely guided by portraits.

The days went by like water. When Sylvia received the admission notice, Bella also received her own book list.The two made an appointment to go to Diagon Alley together.When Bella came to her, she also came with a loud and rambunctious Sirius.The family went out to Diagon Alley, and Charles insisted that they must witness the birth of their first wand.

The wand shop, Doria and Charles are full of anticipation.The gold sign on the door has peeled off and it reads: Ollivander: Well-made wand since 380 BC.A wand stood alone on a faded purple upholstery in a dusty window.

"Come on, master, Ollivander's is the best." Charles boasted of this dilapidated dilapidated store that could almost collapse at any time as if he was selling his own stuff.Sylvia rolled her eyes and said coldly.

"The best thing is why not decorate the house, at least don't make it look like it's about to fall apart."

"Hehe, to a certain extent, this is a tradition." Bella added that Sylvia's thoughts were completely consistent with her previous life's thoughts, but when she came back here in this life, apart from deep nostalgia, Nothing else.She was in that void, well, Bella called it the void, and some fragments would pop out from time to time.For example, the one who killed her master in a certain sense was also the savior of her distant cousin, or it was a completely new Hogwarts, or it was Diagon Alley that was very different from before. Imagine the idea of ​​​​putting together. After the war, there are incredible changes. At least this store has been completely renovated.In fact, Diagon Alley also had to be decorated, because in the last year, she burned down half of Diagon Alley.

"Tradition...tradition is bullshit." Sylvia murmured softly, and Bella looked at her head, "Don't you think it's funny, something hasn't changed through the baptism of time."

"Nothing is eternal. I hate eternity. Eternity means destruction. Without change, there will be no development." Sylvia said seriously, not joking at all.Bella held her forehead speechlessly, "Xi Wei, how boring are you? Don't you understand jokes? Why are you always so serious."

"...very interesting." With a dry face and a cold tone, he said the word "interesting". This great contrast made the adults present feel as cold as the South Pole.Seeing her like this, Bella laughed immediately, stretched out her hand to torture Sylvia, even her hair, the white hair looked serious.

"Tsk tsk, Xi Wei, I just like the contrast between you that look very interesting, but are actually super boring."

"...boring, let go."

"No loose, how can you look so fun?"

"...Hey, I'm not your toy."

"Tsk tsk, you always call me hello, don't I have a name? You haven't even called me by my name!"

"childish……"

In other words, are you really acting like pseudo-children now?Obviously, both the reincarnated Sylvia and the reborn Bella have forgotten their real ages.

There was a jingling bell when the door was pushed open and entered the store.The shop is small, with nothing but a bench.Charles and the others stood aside, murmuring, "Tsk tsk, Ollivander still likes to play this game." Before Doria could say anything, a soft voice was conveyed.

"You should always forgive an old man's entertainment. Long time no see, the core of willow wood and phoenix feathers, I just said that it is a good wand for casting the enchantment spell." The old man stood in front of them, with thinning white hair and gray hair. There was a bit of cloudiness in the dim eyes.Charles scratched his head and said hello, "If you don't greet me with wand material, I'd be happy to sponsor a sum of money for you to decorate your shop."

"Oh, it's tradition in a way." Ollivander said, bending slightly towards Doria. A wand isn't for you." He finished, taking Doria's hand and kissing it.Doria laughed so hard that he could burst into laughter, "I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still such a gentleman. After all, the wand chose me."

"It's true that I've always sold this wand with this in mind." The old man said, and looked at Bella, "Well, Well, Well, my precious little guest. The eldest lady of the Black family, Walnut Wood, dragon nerve, the only accident in the Black family so far, I said that she is not easy to bend. Miss Black, I have never seen such a strange sight in my life, it seems that instead of choosing a master again, I will return to—”

"Hey, are you finished?" Sylvia said coldly, her gray eyes looked really cold with a blank expression.Bella secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. She was really happy when she got her wand again, but the old man seemed to know too much.Obviously, she is not the only one who knows about her in this world, but also her former partner.

- wand.

The first one.

"Well, long time ago, Miss Potter." Ollivander said as he turned around and walked towards the cabinet full of wands, chattering while looking for something.

"I have always loved the wand industry. The biggest reason is that I am very happy to see the moment when the wand chooses its owner. Sometimes I think I can see the child's future from that moment. So far, I I've never been mistaken. Miss Potter, I've been looking forward to this day, and even picked out a dozen of your wands that I might recognize for your arrival, but unfortunately, before I saw your In an instant, all my previous efforts were in vain. Obviously none of the ones I saw fit you."

Ollivander was a chatterbox, and chatterboxes usually die early.Sylvia thought, rolling his eyes in disdain, Ollivander had already walked in front of Sylvia with a wand.

"Try it, holly, phoenix feather."

When he said this, Charles's face was a little ugly, along with Doria's.On the contrary, Bella raised her eyebrows slightly, but she still remembered it, or in other words, who would not know what material the Savior's wand was made of in the next few decades.

Ollivander shrugged against the unfriendly eyes, and said innocently, "Don't be like this, Charles, Doria, I'm just entrusted by others, and I'm sure this root is definitely not suitable for the Potter family."

Hehe, it's interesting, try her with the savior's wand, that old fox.Silvia thought, grasped the wand, and waved it.Then nothing happened.

Ollivander spread his hands and took away the wand, "I said, this is totally inappropriate, try this one, it contains great strength, yew wood, phoenix tail feathers."

The wand was brandished, and there was nothing but crumbling wooden cabinets, which obviously wasn't appropriate either.

"The power is too powerful and you can't control it, which is a good thing." Ollivander said, Sylvia felt bored, but Charles and Bella showed a very patient look, even Sirius Both James and James showed a pair of star eyes.

"Birch, the dragon's nerve. Try this one?"

The results are obvious.

The boxes were stacked higher and higher, and the wands were tried more and more, and the stack was very high, but no one showed any signs of impatience except Sylvia.They, like Ollivander, were getting more and more excited.

"Try it. Grapevine Phoenix Feather."

There's nothing special about it, it's not appropriate.But Ollivander stopped looking for the wand at this moment.Instead, he stood in front of Sylvia. He stood up at first, then bent down to meet Sylvia at a height. Eyes of different gray levels looked at each other, and it was Ollivander who spoke.

"Unfortunately, Master Potter, the wand I just tried on you is a wand that can fit all wizards. Although I hate to say it, you know that there are always some little wizards who are mediocre, and what they need is This wand, please forgive me for making you lose your innocence, but, I have to say, the problem is not with me, but with you."

Sylvia took a step back and looked at Ollivander coldly with her chest crossed, "Or I can understand that you don't have a wand suitable for me here."

"Otherwise, I have tens of thousands of wands, and there will always be one suitable for young wizards, but unfortunately, Master Potter, if my guess is correct, you don't trust the wand that will become your future lifelong partner." He said Say it like a death sentence.And the first to refute was Charles.

"It's impossible, Sylvia's talent is stronger than anyone else." He was very sure of this.In fact, no one can be sure.Ollivander nodded, looking straight into Sylvia's eyes.

"Even I can't deny that, but the fact is that you don't trust your wand."

This is the truth. As a time traveler who was reborn and familiar with the plot, how could she believe in that magic wand that snapped off?powerful weapon?In Sylvia's mind, guns and ammunition are considered weapons, and the small wooden stick is like a juggler.Although she has already experienced the power of magic, in Sylvia's view, she has no offensive power other than juggling. The little magic training at home is completely for amusing children.

"The wands are conscious. When you hold them, you are full of doubts and uses. With all due respect, Miss Potter, no wand with this mentality will choose you, even if there are indeed many wands that ring for you, Willing to fight for you."

"Boring." Sylvia said, "I don't depend on anyone or anything—"

"Items." Ollivander interrupted Sylvia, and put a finger on Sylvia's mouth, looking in a daze.

"Items..." Ollivander repeated, "Wands are not items, they are wizards' most loyal companions."

"What about the bone elder wand?" Sylvia asked. Ollivander looked at her silently for a while, then got up and walked to the back of the counter. The voice was a little melancholy.

"I should have thought that preaching to a Potter would be the most boring thing to do, and it turns out it is, and if all wands can't take you, she will. There's just one thing I want you to remember, this The power contained in the wand is more powerful than any wand, but whether you can exert the power of this wand depends on you." Ollivander said, delivering a gray and inconspicuous wand In the hands of Sylvia.

"Don't question it, this is a good wand for fighting. I can be sure that her fighting ability is stronger than any other wand."

"Strange?"

"It's very strange." Ollivander replied. Sylvia waved it distrustfully, and a cloud of golden smoke gushed out from the tip of the staff. It wasn't too bad, and the magic power flowed normally.Sylvia nodded, "Not bad, very good."

"It's very good," said Ollivander, "elderberry, phoenix feather, my father made this wand just for fun, Miss Potter, I don't have to hide it from you, it's a good wand, But it is not a good wand, if one day you trust your partner sincerely, I hope you can come back and choose the wand that really belongs to you again."

"What do you mean?"

"This is a betrayal wand. He only surrenders to the strong. If one day this wand falls into the hands of your enemies, she will release even more powerful power." Ollivander said the truth, There is no trace of hypocrisy in it, "My father once tried to imitate the Elder Wand, and this is the imitation one, but unfortunately, the only successful imitation is the betrayal of the Elder Wand."

"It's interesting." Sylvia said coldly, put away her wand, and took out a few Galleons from her pocket, "I will break it on the day it betrays." With a cold voice, even Bella It sounds a little frightening.This little child was so cold-blooded beyond her imagination that even her former master trusted him sincerely and cherished his wand.

But Sylvia...

The outstretched hand was so stiff, and before Garen reached the palm, Ollivander suddenly stopped, "Well, I hope you won't have such a day, I gave you this wand, Miss Potter, You're going to do something big, something big that hasn't been done before, a very, very big thing, and now nobody knows whether it's a blessing or a curse, and all we know is the big thing."

Sylvia sneered, and Garen put it on the table, raised his head slightly, as if looking at Ollivander, a bit like looking at the future.

"Big business? Hehe..." The inexplicable smile, and the words that didn't make sense, flashed away as if it had never happened. "Just take the money, Potter has no habit of being in debt."

Ollivander blinked, accepted the money, then smiled, looked at Charles, and said with a smile, "That's it, you can rest easy."

"Does Xi Wei not believe that the wand is real?" Charles looked worried as he looked at the back of Bella and he who pushed the door out.Ollivander nodded, without the slightest hint of a joke.

"Charles, the boy needs a tutor."

"People in the Potter family don't need others to teach." Charles said affirmatively, and after a few seconds he added, "Who do you think can teach?"

"Hehe, three years ago, Minerva McGonagall could teach."

"now what?"

"No one can teach now."

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The author has something to say:

——Sylvia, I'm going to hang up for you.

——Fuck off, you're ashamed to say it.

—…that was the Elder Wand.

——Yeah, a pirated version... how much you hate me!

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