Chapter 580
The Wand Will Choose a Pure Heart
Chapter 580 The Wand Will Choose a Pure Heart
The Ollivander family is the oldest wand maker in the UK. He opened a wand shop in Diagon Alley. Almost all children attending Hogwarts have bought their first wand in his shop.
His purpose here was obvious - to check the warriors' wands and make sure they were in good condition before the game.
The old man with messy white hair stood in the middle of the room, and everyone came forward one by one and handed his wand to him for inspection.
"Mahogany, twelve and three-quarters inches, dragon heartstring... Ah, quite a flexible wand..."
Ollivander spoke softly, and waved his wand, causing a golden spark to spurt out from the tip of his wand.
"Well maintained, no problem, kid."
Ollivander handed the wand to Olga of Kodos Dorris, and the red-haired boy's eyes twitched when he heard the word "child".
Natalia walked over briskly and handed him her wand.
Wade, Harry and Cedric sat together while waiting. Harry looked at the shining wand in Cedric's hand and quickly rubbed his own wand back and forth with his sleeve several times.
"I've forgotten to take care of myself lately." Harry said with a frown, "There are too many things to do. I forgot about that."
"Luckily, I just wiped it last night." Cedric grinned.
Wade glanced at them, twirling his wand gently between his fingers, occasionally exchanging glances with Rita who was sitting next to him.
Ollivander checked the wands very quickly. Soon it was Cedric's turn, then Harry, who seemed very excited for a moment and took much longer to check than the others, and finally Wade.
Wade originally thought that Ollivander had no impression of him. After all, he was just an ordinary freshman from Muggle society, and his wand had no special origin.
But when he saw Wade walking over with his wand, Ollivander's eyes brightened visibly, a smile broke out on his face, and his wrinkles seemed to deepen a little.
"Oh, it's you." He glanced at the wand first, then his eyes fell on Wade's face, and smiled: "I still remember this wand - poplar wood, unicorn tail core, twelve inches long, right?"
"Yes." Wade handed Ollivander his wand and said, "Your memory is amazing, Mr. Ollivander."
"Both poplar wood and unicorn tail hair are common wand materials, but it is usually difficult for the combination of the two to find a suitable owner. The requirements for this kind of wand are actually extremely demanding."
Ollivander lowered his head to examine the wand, his slender fingers slowly brushing across the smooth shaft.
"excuse me."
Durmstrang's headmaster Karkaroff suddenly leaned forward, staring at Ollivander, and said, "I remember there was a saying that poplar trees and unicorn tail hairs usually like to choose wizards with pure and kind hearts. Is that right?"
Ollivander raised his head, and stared at Karkaroff with his silver-white eyes, like two transparent mirrors, clearly reflecting his inner thoughts.
"Yes," Ollivander said irrelevantly, "Wands choose wizards in their own way."
"Oh, thank you for your answer."
Karkaroff felt that he had got the answer he wanted. He slowly sat back and glanced at Dumbledore with a confident and relaxed smile on his face.
The other principals and contestants in the classroom also looked at Wade with softer eyes, especially the girls, whose eyes were gentle and smiling.
Wade didn't need to master the art of mind reading to know that the friendliness of these people at this moment was because they thought Wade was not a threat. They probably regarded him as a harmless little white rabbit, similar to a saint who could repay evil with kindness.
Wade glanced at Dumbledore and saw that the old man still had a gentle and calm expression, as if he didn't understand the purpose of Karkaroff's question.
Only Harry looked vaguely strange, but since he was short, no one noticed.
"The wand is in good condition, kid." Ollivander waved his wand lightly, and some cold snowflakes appeared out of thin air and fell from everyone's heads.
Then, he returned the wand to Vader and called on Ugadu's students -
"Mr. Papua Okondo, it's your turn."
Wade put away his wand and returned to his seat. Cedric looked at him regretfully and said, "Wade, has the Sorting Hat ever considered putting you in Hufflepuff?"
Vader: “…”
He secretly gritted his teeth, propped up his chin, and said casually, "No one sorts houses based on wands alone, right?"
"That's right." Cedric smiled with relief, "I have never seen anyone who loves the pursuit of knowledge more than you do."
"Yeah, so I'm in Ravenclaw." Wade said with a smile.
It took more than an hour to check the wand, and then it was time to take the photo. The photographer and Rita tried their best to take a perfect photo, and it took a long time just to figure out how to stand.
After the group photo was taken, the judges left, but afterwards, Rita pulled the warriors to take photos one by one, and only those who had finished taking photos could leave the classroom.
Wade was left until the end, and by the time he was done, there were only three of them left in the classroom.
"Henry, why don't you take a panoramic photo of Hogwarts? I think readers will also want to see the warriors dining together in Hogwarts."
Rita Skeeter dismissed the photographer with a few words, took out a roll of parchment and a shorthand quill, and asked, "Mr. Gray, can I interview you alone for a few minutes?"
Wade glanced at Henry, who was about to go out with a camera on his back, and said, "Of course."
"Oh, from what I understand, you are much younger than most of the players. What motivated you to join this league? You know that many warriors have died in the past, right?"
Rita asked in a serious tone.
Wade pretended to think, and after Henry left, he asked, "What do you want to tell me?"
"Interview, interview!" Rita Skeeter swung the parchment in her hand and asked, "Have you forgotten that you still owe me an exclusive interview?"
Vader: "...When?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have agreed to similar conditions.
"Hmm?" Rita Skeeter raised both eyebrows. "Do you need me to pull out my memory and help you recall it?"
"Forget it, no need." Wade waved his hand and said, "What do you want to ask?"
Skeeter looked him in the eye and suddenly changed his mind:
"Oh, I think I should save this interview opportunity for when you win the championship. The exclusive report at that time will be the most valuable."
"You heard what Ollivander said just now." Wade reminded her: "My wand is made of poplar wood and unicorn tail hair."
"Yes, but I trust my own eyes more."
Rita handed the parchment to Wade and said, "This is the information you want. There are a lot of big news recently. You can keep it and read it slowly."
(End of this chapter)