Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“…Mr. MrLorne, it’s up to you.” Ollivander returned the wand to Hermione and said to Marx.

Marx got up from his seat and took out the wand and handed it over.

“Oh, yes, I remember you came to my store to buy this…” Ollivander said subconsciously, but when he took Marx’s wand, he suddenly stopped.

“This… this is… is this a wand?” He was incredibly authentic, “Who made the wand?”

Mr. Ollivander’s surprised expression made everyone interested, and everyone curiously moved towards the wand in his hand and looked over.

From the outside, this wand that is slightly reddish is really pretty.

Its body has only been roughened, even without painting or waxing, so it is so rough and presented to everyone.

Not to mention the various glyph shapes like the other wand, it is straight and bare from the tip to the grip. If Marx didn’t come out, anyone would think it was just a shredded wooden stick.

Marx’s reaction to Ollivander had long been expected, he shrugged, it doesn’t matter: “wand, it’s enough to use it… this is my own.”

Hearing this sentence, except for Mr. Ollivander, Harry, and Hermione, everyone’s eyes began to go out.

In the magic circle of the world, the wand production process has been monopolized by a limited number of families. Usually, if you want to buy wand, you have to go to those stores to visit.

Needless to say, this is definitely a rare craft that can be eaten for a lifetime.

“Do you make it yourself?” Mr. Ollivander was amazed. He stared wide-eyed. “But I didn’t show out who’s style from this wand… Who passed it to you? ?”

Marx waved his hand: “Mr. Ollivander, check out wand as soon as possible! Harry is still waiting!”

“Oh–well,” Ollivander helpless, nodded, raised the wand in his hand and looked at it carefully. “Well… Scotch pine, the length should be a little over ten and a quarter inches, not very precise. specification……”

Suddenly, Ollivander paused and then cried out in surprise: “Oh! Scorpio – this rod core… this feeling… is it–“

“Yes, that’s the spine of the dementor.” Marx calmly nodded.

It is conceivable that everyone in this small classroom is very surprised. After all, no one expected that Marx’s wand contained such a horrible thing.

“Dementor’s spinal nerves can be used to make wand core?” Madam Maxime looked both astonished and confused, and she subconsciously looked at Dumbledore.

“I care more about another thing – the dementor can be eliminated, which I know. But…” Mr. Bagman was puzzled. “But, aren’t they all dissipated after they die?”

“That’s just because Patronus Charm and dementor have some kind of reaction…” Dumbledore shook his head slightly and whispered. “As for the problem with the core of the stick… I don’t know too well, presumably Mr. Ollivander can answer the doubts for us – In this regard, he is an expert.”

“Headmaster Dumbledore… If you asked me before today, I definitely don’t know,” Ollvander helpedless spread the handkerchief. “Be aware, before that, no one has used the spinal nerves of the dementor to make the core material.” That’s it – at least I haven’t heard of it.”

He lifted wand again and looked at it a bit more. This continued: “But today I am really aware of it – this rod is very sensitive… extremely sensitive! Believe me, can use this wand There aren’t many wizards, it’s very picky master. But this is still a good wand!”

“Although its appearance is very rough, the craftsmanship is very particular. Moreover, it seems to use a unique approach to maintain stability when casting spells…”

“But I have to say that if I want to make full use of this wand’s formidable power, I still have to say – it is suitable for casting dark magic.”

This vocabulary is always uncomfortable, and it is reminiscent of many bad aspects. Fortunately, Marx is now a Durmstrang person – it has always been very tolerant of dark magic.

Ollivander waved a wand, and a smog floated in front of him, then dissipated himself on the roof.

“The accuracy is a bit of a problem, but… not bad, it’s a very powerful wand.” He handed the wand back to Marx and nodded. “You can make wand at this age, I believe, you must have spent a lot.” The energy is on the top!”

Marx agreed: “Yeah, this is a skill that requires knowledge accumulation. I did spend a lot of time on it.”

“Continue to insist, this is a road that can never be completed.” Ollivander encouraged a sentence, and then he looked up and shouted, “So, the last one… Mr Potter.”

Harry stood up and passed Marx and walked to Mr. Ollivander. He also handed over his own wand.

“Oh, yes,” said Mr. Ollivander, a pair of light-colored eyes flashing with excited rays of light. “Yes, yes, yes. I remember clearly.”

Mr. Ollivander also took a lot of time to check Harry Wand, and unlike the time he checked Marx’s wand, he spent the time surprised – he checked it carefully.

Finally, he asked Wand to squirt a wine and then handed the wand back to Harry, announcing that it was in very good shape.

“Thank you all,” Dumbledore said, standing up at the referee table. “Now you can go back to class – maybe it’s easier to go straight to eat, and they’ll be off class anyway—”

Everyone stood up and was ready to leave, but the man with the black camera jumped up and cleared his throat.

“Photo, Dumbledore, take pictures!” Bagman exclaimed excitedly. “The referee and champion come together for a photo, what do you think, Rita?”

“Well – well, take a photo first,” Rita Skeeter said, and her eyes fell on Harry again. She was a bit reluctant. “Maybe I have to take a few more people later.”

It took a long time for photography.

Madam Maxime blocked people from wherever they stood. And the room was too small, the photographer couldn’t stand very far and put her into the camera.

In the end she had to sit down and everyone else was standing around her—yes, it was like taking a family photo called “mother and her children”.

Harry and Hermione didn’t have any interest in it. They just stood there and casually put on a pose.

The photographer seemed to be particularly active in trying to get Fleur to stand in front, but Rita Skeeter always caught up and pulled Harry to a more prominent position.

As for Marx, he stood at the very end of expressionless, and no one asked him to move a position or something.

When Rita Skeeter wanted to take a few single shots for each of the champions each and everyone, Marx simply lifted his legs and left – he didn’t have time to spend it here.

In the end, Harry was entangled by Rita Skeeter for a long time. When he went to the auditorium to eat, and then went upstairs to Dormitory, he met Ron.

“You have an owl.” Harry just walked in and Ron pointed at Harry’s pillow and said it was hard.

There, a school barn owl is waiting for him.

“Oh–OK,” Harry said.

Ron went straight out of the room and didn’t look at Harry.

For a time, Harry thought about whether to chase it out—he couldn’t figure out if he wanted to talk to Ron or if he wanted to stop him, both of which seemed to be very appealing.

However, Sirius’s replies are too tempting.

Harry strode to the barn owl, untied the letter from its feet, and flattened it on the bed.

——

Harry:

I can’t speak freely in the letter. It is too dangerous if the owl is intercepted – we need to talk face to face. Can you guarantee that 11 will be waiting for me at the fire of Gryffindor Tower alone at 1 am on the morning of 22?

I know better than anyone knows that you can take care of yourself, and I think that as long as you are next to Dumbledore and Moody, no one can hurt you.

However, it seems that some people are trying to make such an attempt – it is very risky to sign up for the hegemony, especially under Dumbledore’s nose.

Be careful, Harry.

If something unusual happens, I still hope that you will write to me. If you are in an emergency, go to Marx to help.

11 month 22 day can go to the appointment, please inform as soon as possible.

Sirius

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For the next two weeks, Harry and Hermione waited for the day.

Harry was because he felt a spiritual pillar from his godfather, and it seemed to be the only bright spot on the dark horizon.

Hermione always felt that it might be possible to get some important clues from the Sirius mouth.

……

Not to mention Harry and Hermione, at least Marx has been very “full” in these two weeks.

Not only does he have to monitor Moody’s movements from time to time, he will continue his various magic studies in his spare time.

Especially after the last time I experienced Cruciatus Curse, he has been trying to simulate the magic effect of the vibrating soul with the Phoenician magic. If it succeeds, then he may be able to find the key to unlock the emotional blockade.

However, there is still no progress so far.

Then, he had to feed the Acromantula larvae regularly and quantitatively, and occasionally went to Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night to accompany them.

To be busy, it is estimated that Dumbledore will be able to compare with him.

Just as everyone was busy with their own affairs, the first task of the Triwizard Tournament was approaching day by day.