Chapter 568: Wandlore

Ivan looked at Dumbledore in surprise, wondering what he meant.

Why had he asked Mr. Ollivander to check his wands? And looking at Mr. Ollivander's expression, he didn't look surprised or not expecting it. Obviously, he knew beforehand and

Dumbledore had told him.

Perhaps Dumbledore had asked Mr. Ollivander to check everyone's wands to determine something.

Ivan had some doubts, but on second thought, it wasn't a bad thing.

At Ivan's signal, Colin looked at him. He looked at Dumbledore again. He hesitated, then walked over to hand his wand to Mr. Ollivander.

"This wand is very well cared for, Mr. Creevey!" said Mr. Ollivander, looking a little excited. "Twelve inches long... sandalwood... the core is unicorn hair, which is the essence material of a common wand. Although it has no particular characteristics, wand magic made from unicorn hair is usually stable, with little fluctuation and locking. This wand adapts very well, which is the most rare and valuable. The wand made with unicorn hair is the most loyal of all wands, and no matter what happens, it can keep a strong connection with the original owner."

He carefully examined Colin's wand and added some knowledge about wand maintenance. He announced that it was in good condition and then it was Gabrielle's turn.

Gabrielle's wand was shorter than Fleur's, only twenty centimeters. The core of the wand was her grandmother's hair.

"Hawthorn... A very smooth texture!" said Mr. Ollivander, looking closely at Gabrielle's wand. "In fact, I've never seen a wand so soft. The combination of such a soft material and Veela's sensitive hair makes this wand extremely sensitive to magical changes. Ordinary witches can't use it."

Fleur and Gabrielle's wands had to be the most faithful; the core of the wands was their grandmother's hair. It was unique, but at the same time had blood ties to both of them. Hardly these two wands could be taken away by other wizards.

As for Hermione's wand, it was fourteen inches long, made of vine wood, and the core of the wand was the heart fiber of a dragon.

"Yes, Miss Granger, I still remember this wand!" said Mr. Ollivander, and golden stars emerged at the end of the wand. "The dragon is a magical creature with strong power, and the material it carries is very rare, especially dragon heart fiber. It is difficult to obtain, much more so than unicorn hair. Consequently, its power is much stronger. As long as the owner has enough power, he can display the most beautiful and brilliant magic through this wand."

When the golden stars finally disappeared, he handed the wand back to Hermione, his pale eyes staring at her.

"The dragon's heart fiber is the most unstable in the event of an accident. This wand is easy to favor dark magic, though this tendency does not necessarily match it." He whispered over the wand, "Miss Granger, don't let anyone take it. Otherwise, it will change allegiance and resolutely submit to its new owner. "

Hermione raised her eyebrows and didn't understand what Mr. Ollivander meant.

Why had he said that? was there an innuendo in it?

"Wandlore is one of the most complex and mysterious branches of all magic. I'm just explaining the mystery that has been explored!" Seeing Hermione's hesitation, Mr. Ollivander explained, "If you are interested in this aspect, you can look up relevant information. Well, Mr. Potter is next!"

Harry walked over and handed him his wand.

"Aaaah, yes!" said Mr. Ollivander, his pale eyes suddenly sparkling with excitement. "Yes, yes, how well I remember."

Everyone in the classroom looked at him in surprise. They didn't understand what Mr. Ollivander was referring to.

Only Harry knew. He, too, could remember it as if it had happened yesterday.

Three summers ago, on his eleventh birthday, he had gone into Mr. Ollivander's store with Hagrid to buy a wand.

Mr. Ollivander had taken his measurements and then had started handing him wands to try out.

Harry had waved what seemed like every wand in the store, until he finally found the one that suited him.

His wand was holly, eleven inches long and contained a single feather from the tail of a phoenix.

Mr. Ollivander had been very surprised that Harry was such a match for his wand.

"Curious," he said, "curious," and it wasn't until Harry asked what was curious that Mr. Ollivander had explained that the phoenix feather in Harry's wand had come from the same bird that had supplied the core of Lord Voldemort's.

Harry had never shared this information with anyone. He was very fond of his wand and, as far as he was concerned, his relationship to Voldemort's wand was something he couldn't help, just as he couldn't help being related to Aunt Petunia.

However, he really hoped that Mr. Ollivander wasn't about to tell the room.

He had a strange feeling that Rita Skeeter's Speed Dating Quill might explode with excitement if he did.

In particular, his scar had been hurting repeatedly lately and he was dreaming of things related to Voldemort, which made him feel very bad.

In this case, Harry didn't want his wand to be related to Voldemort.

"The phoenix feather is the most precious material at the core of the wand. In the face of potential owners, the phoenix feather wand is always the most discerning. It is the most independent and transcendent creation in the world. This wand is the most difficult to tame and customize, and its loyalty is often hard to win," said Mr. Ollivander slowly and softly, "but there is no doubt that a wand made of phoenix feather can perform the most outstanding magic, though it will take longer to prove it than dragons and unicorns. This wand is very special and has a unique meaning. Please use it well, Mr. Potter, it will help you."

Mr. Ollivander spent much more time examining Harry's wand than the others. He looked at it again and again before handing it back to Harry.

"Last one... Mr. Mason!" He whispered, turning his eyes back to Ivan.

Ivan stepped forward and saw Mr. Ollivander in front of him. He felt as if he had returned to the scene of the dazzling little store.

Two years earlier, he walked in with Mrs. Weasley and Ginny.

As he held up the wand, its tip suddenly gave off a white halo, rippling across the store.

And Mr. Ollivander said those words full of mystery to make one's head sweat.

"Wonderful, very wonderful!" Mr. Ollivander took Ivan's wand and his eyes sparkled. He said softly, "Although every wand is unique, this one is exceptionally special. It was left by my great-grandfather, who was then the most famous wandmaker in the world."