The first White Lord of Hogwarts

“How do you feel, Ivan?”

Hermione saw Ivan’s happy face and knew that he had found a suitable wand. She was very happy for him.

The Ambrosius family, the eternal bloodline, the descendant of Merlin… these titles were too far away for Hermione.

She only knew that Ivan was the first little wizard she knew and her friend.

“Very good.”

Ivan told Hermione his feelings, not looking down on the little witch because of her identity as a descendant of Merlin. He smiled and looked at Ollivander:”Sir, thank you for choosing this wand for me.”

“I think my father would be honored to receive your praise.”

“However, I regret to tell you that this wand is not the most suitable for you either.”

Ollivander stretched out his hand and motioned Ivan to hand the wand to him:”Just like the elm wand just now, it is too humble in front of you.”

Flattering ministers are not good, and servile servants are even more unworthy.

“What a terrifying talent.”

Putting down his wand, Ollivander looked at Ivan with great emotion, his eyes full of shock.

“Garrick?”

“”Sorry, Minerva, I lost my temper.”

Ollivander’s magical attainments were not very profound, and he was not considered a master even in the British wizarding world.

In today’s wizarding world, if wizards are divided into levels, the top ones are great wizards like Dumbledore and Voldemort.

Compared with other wizards, it is not an exaggeration to say that the two are another kind of creature.

Facing these two, the number of people is meaningless.

Even if they face dozens or even hundreds of powerful wizards at the same time, the two can easily defeat them.

Below them are magic masters like McGonagall, Flitwick, and Snape.

Most of them have extremely high magical attainments in a certain field, and can fight one against many in battle. They are the best people in the wizarding world.

Ollivander can barely be regarded as a master of alchemy.

But in terms of magical attainments, he has not reached Professor McGonagall. At this level, he can only be considered an elite wizard.

Young wizards, senior wizards, adult wizards, elite wizards.

There is no specific division among the four, the only difference is how much magic they master and whether they have a special skill.

As for Ivan…

Ollivander can only describe him in one sentence, that is, ‘a natural born wizard’.

You know, Voldemort was able to reach Dumbledore’s level, but he had undergone more than one transformation with the dark magic, and even lost his handsome face for it.

What about Ivan?

He had just entered Hogwarts, and he already had the magical talent that Voldemort desired at all costs.

Next, Ollivander selected more than twenty wands that he thought were extremely powerful.

Unfortunately, without exception, these wands are not very suitable for Ivan.

“It’s really annoying.”

Olivander rubbed his sore brows and said,”How long has it been since I met such a picky customer?”

At the same time, Ollivander said a little”Oh Yeah” in his heart.

It turns out that he is not the only one who is not good at cooking, his father is just as bad as him!

Many things have to be compared.

Ollivander felt much more comfortable in his heart.

His thoughts were clear and his mood was much better.

Moreover, Ollivander was ready for a long-term battle.

He was so happy to have such a picky customer!

“Mr. Ollivander?”

Ivan saw Ollivander’s eyes light up, and said quickly:”If you really can’t find it, this oak wand is good.”

Among so many wands, the one with oak as the wand body and dragon heartstring as the wand core has the highest degree of fit.

To describe it in data, it is 25 times smoother.

With Ivan’s powerful magic, he is confident that he can successfully perform almost all known magic.

After dozens of failures in a row, Ollivander’s excitement came up completely.

So, Ollivander began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets frantically, and then kept changing the wands for Ivan to try.

From his father, to his grandfather, to his great-grandfather…

In half an hour, Ivan had the illusion that he had quickly gone through Ollivander’s ancestors for eighteen generations.

“no no!”

“There must be more, there must be more!”

“Wait, little Ivan, wait a little longer.

Ollivander had come and gone countless times, and now he was sweating profusely.

Ivan looked at the pile of wand boxes on the side.

He only had one thought now, which was to hope that Ollivander would not faint from exhaustion.

Ivan was really afraid that he would have to kneel down and beg him not to die.

‘What’s this? ‘

Ivan smiled bitterly to himself, and then looked at Hermione beside him. The little witch had become immune to his unusualness.

“I remember it was placed near here…”

Ollivander seemed to be in a trance. He liked this kind of picky guest the most.

Because the pickier the little wizard was, the more it proved his excellence.

And Ivan, even in the records of the Ollivander family, was uniquely picky and had broken their ancestral record of choosing wands.

“Ah! Found it!”

Suddenly, Ollivander found a box from somewhere. He returned to the counter excitedly and carefully pushed the wand in the box in front of Ivan:”Come on, try this”

“Hmm?”

Ivan opened the box and looked at the wand inside.

The wand was like a piece of burnt charcoal, with pits and holes on it. If Ollivander hadn’t taken it out himself, Ivan wouldn’t even have known it was a wand.

“This wand…”

Hermione thought Ollivander was teasing her. This was not a wand at all, it was just a piece of burnt wood.

Ivan did not speak, but silently took the wand out of the box.

For some reason, the moment he saw the wand, Ivan felt the chirping of an unknown bird, which was very pleasant and melodious, like a song.

“”Crack, crack.”

The next moment, golden lines like lava appeared on the magic wand, and the surface of the magic wand began to break, and black sawdust kept falling.

“”Chiu!”

Ivan held the magic wand upright in front of him, watching the flames flying out from the tip. They turned into phoenixes with gorgeous tails, singing and surrounding Ivan.

“Perfect, too perfect!”

Olivander was so excited when he saw this scene.

The old man had disheveled hair and looked like an old beggar who had just crawled out of a garbage dump.

But on that dirty face, a pair of extremely bright eyes silently told of his joy.

This was a victory for the Ollivander family!