Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"This wand...isn't the one I sold you?" Ollivander asked, "I remember I sold you a twelve-inch, walnut, Long Xinjian wand, What about the wand?"

"It was stolen." Tiera said "sadly", "I was attacked by a mysterious figure in the Forbidden Forest this summer. He stole my wand, hum."

"Then this..." Ollivander said.

"Oh, it was given to me by my father, Gilderoy Lockhart," Tiera said. "It was a wand he got on an adventure."

"It is said to be the wand that Merlin used back then." Tiera added, "This wand is made by an elf, thirteen inches in size. The material is inlaid with chalcedony engraved into the elf spell, the tail of the flame crystal. The inner core is the blood of the four eastern beasts and the western unicorn, soft, flexible, bendable, with super magic power, suitable for any kind The magic of-"

Tiera begins adding a backstory to her "Crazy Walker."

"Oh." Before Tiera could finish speaking, Ollivander let out a blank expression, pretending that Tiera was farting, and then put "Crazy Walker" close to his ear——

one second……

two seconds...

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One minute……

two minutes...

"Strange..." Ollivander said. "It's strange..."

Ollivander said and brought his wand close to his eyes again, and looked at it carefully—

"It's strange," Ollivander said. "I can't tell what material this wand is made of."

Ah……

Tiera chuckled inwardly, if you can see it, then you really have Naiako.

"I told you, this wand is made of the wind feather tree in the golden jungle, and the handle is made of ice-"

"Forget it, the material doesn't matter." Ollivander interrupted expressionlessly, then waved "Crazy Walker" and said, "Clear springs are like water."

Under Tiera's deliberate control, a trickle sprayed out from the tip of Crazy Walker's staff——

Then Ollivander flicked his wrist again, and Tiera stopped the flow of water from the wand again.

"Very good, very smooth." Ollivander held Mo Zhan's hands, and then carefully handed it to Tiera——

"It's an amazing wand," Ollivander said, weighing his words. "It's got a lot of power... I've never seen a wand like this—"

Tiera noticed that when Ollivander returned the "Crazy Walker" to him, Dumbledore, Igor Karkaroff, and Madame Maxime's eyes were all glued to him. On the wand in his hand—

Madame Maxime obviously wanted to say something, but in the end she just pursed her lips.

"Use it well," Ollivander said. "It's like your right arm."

Ha ha……

Tierra thought, can't guess, this is my right arm.

After putting Tiera on the stool with the wand, Ollivander turned around, bowed slightly to the five referees, and said, "The wands of the three warriors are all right—"

"It's four." Barty Crouch interrupted at this time.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes..." Ollivander said, patting his head, "yes, four warriors...Look at me, I'm so confused, yes, four Warriors, the wands of all four warriors are fine."

"I think my work should be over," Ollivander said.

"Yes, Ollivander." Dumbledore stood up and said with a smile, "but come all the way, why don't you have a few drinks and then go."

"Um..." Ollivander looked at Dumbledore with a look of embarrassment--

"Okay." Ollivander said after thinking for a moment, "I really haven't tasted the cooking magic of Hogwarts house elves for a long time, and it is indeed a good choice to reminisce about the taste of childhood occasionally. ."

"Okay." Dumbledore rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "Thank you all too—"

"Now you can go back to class—maybe it's more convenient to go straight to dinner, anyway, they'll be out of class soon—" Dumbledore said, "By the way, Tiera, stay here, I have something to call you, alright. , the rest of you can go."

Harry exhaled and stood up to leave, but the man with the black camera jumped up and cleared his throat.

"Take a picture, Dumbledore, take a picture!" Bagman shouted excitedly. "What do you think, Rita?"

"Well—well, take a group photo first," Rita Skeeter said, her eyes falling on Harry again, "maybe a few more solo shots later."

Harry thought it would be quick, but it turned out to be the opposite, and the photo took a long time—

Because Madame Maxime blocked everyone from wherever she was standing, and the room was too small for the photographer to stand very far to bring her into the shot, so she ended up sitting down with everyone else standing around her.

Karkaroff kept running his fingers around his goatee, trying to curl it.

Krum, Tiera thought he was used to this kind of thing, but he was hiding behind everyone—

Looks rather shy.

The photographer seems particularly motivated to have Fleur in the front, but Rita Skeeter always catches up and pulls Harry into a more prominent position.

She then insisted on taking individual photos of the warriors one by one.

It took a long time for them to finally get out.

Harry followed the others downstairs to eat, while Tiera followed behind Dumbledore in the opposite direction, walking up, as if to go to the Headmaster's room—

Harry guessed that maybe Dumbledore was going to give Tiera special counseling~www.wuxiamtl.com~ for the upcoming Triwizard Tournament.

In fact, Harry is almost used to this kind of situation-

Harry had a clear understanding very early on that Tiera was smarter than himself, more interesting than himself, more popular with professors than himself, and more popular than himself.

Harry had also seen it long ago that Tiera was Dumbledore's favorite student. Normally, Harry should be happy for Tiera, but at this moment, Harry prefers to have Tiera by his side, Instead of leaving myself alone to face the possible malice—

Because Hermione was still teaching Potions, so Harry could only go to the Great Hall for dinner by himself.

These loneliness made Harry very uncomfortable, and it made Harry understand Ron's feelings better.

While Harry headed to the hall for dinner alone, Tiera followed behind Dumbledore to the headmaster's room.

"Sit down, Tiera." Dumbledore said with a smile, "You're so smart, why don't you guess why I called you here this time."