Chapter 6 The staff has been made for two thousand years since BC
When the Fawley family walked into Gringotts, Collins even had the illusion of breaking into the press conference of which big star.
Several goblins dressed in a mixture of suits and witch robes came running up, caring and attentive to Carl and Catherine, especially their attitude towards Catherine. Their enthusiasm was even higher than that of Carl, one by one, Mrs. Fawley.
Especially one of the goblins, Collins saw with his own eyes that he had just taken pounds from a father who had brought his children to exchange Jin Jialong. The expression seemed to take something that disgusted him, and said to him in a careless tone: "The exchange of pounds for Gallons is just an agreement signed between Gringotts and Hogwarts. The wizarding world does not need Muggle bills, and Gringotts only accepts 200 pounds. Exchange."
But when he turned to see the Fawley family entering the door, he immediately dropped his pound and rushed to Katherine's front to bow his head and say hello.
"Do you know what is in our underground vault? One of the vaults bought in the name of your mother is full of gold. Otherwise, why do you think these goblins who can't afford to make profits are so kind to us? They can't wait to wash away all the gold from your mother's hand?"
When he got on the trolley, Carl held Collins to his side and whispered in his ear.
In fact, when the vault door was opened, even though Carl and Catherine reminded him many times on the road, Collins was shocked and burped when he looked at the front row of Jinjingaron neatly piled up to the ceiling and the hills of gold nuggets piled up randomly behind Jinjingaron.
In the past, it was not because of poverty that there was difficulty in choosing.
Collins, walking on the main road, was extremely proud when she listened to the jingle of her clothes, which was filled with Jin Gallon's pocket by Catherine.
"Let's buy you a wand first. Wizards can't do anything without a wand."
Carl led them to the door of Ollivander's Wand Shop. Collins, who entered the door, couldn't help laughing when he looked at the famous words on the door sign that he had made sticks since BC.
"Good morning!" Mr. Ollivander, with white hair, came out from behind the counter and bowed to the three people in front of him: "Two Mr. Fawley and Mrs. Fawley."
Looking at Carl, Ollivander smiled and said, "Mahogany, unicorn hair, eleven inches, Mr. Carl Fawley, right!"
Carl smiled and nodded to Mr. Ollivander. "Yes, it is very suitable for using a metamorphosis wand."
"Is your wand all right after that terrible thing happened?"
Watching Carl keep winking at himself, Ollivander gave a hindsight, showed an apologetic look, patted himself on the cheek and smiled: "People are old, and some things are confused."
As he spoke, his eyes turned to Collins. His silvery white eyes showed some interest and he said kindly, "A new person, but I feel the magic of your strong growth."
As he spoke, Mr. Ollivander took out a tape measure. "Which arm are you used to using?"
"Well, both left and right hands are good at it."
Mr. Ollivander raised his brow, then took out a tape measure and laughed: "Both hands are very good, and he seems to be a picky guest."
The tape measure unfolds automatically and rotates continuously around Collins' body, measuring various data.
Collins has always wondered why Ollivander, who did not customize the wand according to the data and insisted that the wand chose the wizard, still measured the physical data.
"Try this one." I don't know when the tape measure has finished measuring, and it huddled up at Collins' feet. Ollivander pulled out a box from the shelf on the right side of the room and held it up to him.
"Hawthorn wood, snake nerve, nine inches long."
Collins took the wave, and a strong wind blew from the tip of the staff, blowing several unpacked wands on the counter everywhere.
"Try this again, wicker, unicorn hair, eleven inches."
On the shelf on the right side of "Bang ~", more than a dozen wands blew up with the box.
"Ebony, phoenix tail feather, twelve and a half inches"
"Boom ~" The shelves behind the counter are directly torn apart.
"A picky guest!" Mr. Ollivander, who restored the room to its original state, seemed to become a little excited, as if he had found a rich treasure. He rummaged through the cabinet quickly: "Then, try this one, poplar wood, dragon nerve, twelve and three-quarters inches long."
When the wand slipped into Collins' hand, A wonderful feeling gushed out of his body. Lightning appeared out of thin air beside him, flashing around him, and the hand holding the wand became warm. With his waving, a mini dragon composed of lightning gushed out from the tip of the wand, circled around him twice, and then dissipated into the air.
'Binding equipment detected: wand-lightning-struck poplar, mutant dragon nerve, twelve and three-quarters inches.
Attribute bonus: casting speed +15%,
Magic costs an additional +5%,
Magic Strength +15%,
Attack Magic Power Increases +35%,
Lightning magic power increased by 65%,
When using lightning magic, there is a chance to make the enemy enter a paralyzed and stiff state. The paralyzed state is triggered every 0.3 seconds and every 1.5 seconds for 10 seconds. " Mr. Ollivander cried excitedly, "Perfect, perfect."
Collins nodded and said in his heart: I also think it is perfect, that is, the attribute bar consumed by magic is a bit counterproductive. Can you apply for recycling?
Mr Ollivander took Collins' wand, wrapped it in purple silk cloth, and explained cheerfully to him, "I didn't actually make this wand, Mr Fawley, it was my father's work. You know, about a few decades ago, there was a war in the magic world, especially on the eastern front of Europe. The war was quite bitter. At that time, our wizards from the Ministry of Magic also went to the battlefield and participated in the slaying of countless evil dragons. But among them, a mutant dragon that can control thunder and lightning is particularly powerful. Wizards from many countries were seriously injured and defeated by him. Because of its strength, the Auror of the Ministry of Magic of Britain, France and Germany had to work together and kill it on the spot. "
Having said that, Mr. Ollivander paused, Put the wand in the box, Continue knotting the box with ribbons and say: "According to the characteristics of dragon creatures, the stronger the dragon, the longer the nerve extracted from its body, but this dragon is different. It has nearly three times the size of an adult dragon, but its nerve is only half that of a conventional dragon. After my father's efforts, this dragon nerve was finally sold to my father. Mr. Fawley, dragons often have evil meanings, especially this powerful dragon, whose dragon nerve is getting stronger and stronger. However, after my father tried a lot of materials, he accidentally discovered that the poplar wood struck by lightning actually fits quite well with this dragon nerve. In fact, this is against the principle of wandscience, but it just happened. "
"Mr Fawley, the wand chooses the wizard, and the wizard who uses the poplar wand is noble and powerful. I believe it chose you and will certainly help you achieve great things."
At the end of his speech, Mr. Ollivander handed the wand packed in his hand to Collins, and his tone gradually became serious.
Collins took the wand box handed by Ollivander and returned a gift to him: "Thank you for your compliment, I will try my best."
When they bid farewell to Ollivander and walked out of the store, Collins remembered what he had said to Carl before. Judging from the original book, Mr. Ollivander can clearly tell the wand data he sold and the people who bought the wand, his memory should be quite good. Such a craftsman should not be the kind of person who can confuse things.
But when Collins raised his doubts to Carl, Carl first looked at Catherine and saw his wife shaking her head slightly. He smiled and picked up Collins and changed the subject. "Didn't Mr. Ollivander say that he was old and remembered wrong? By the way, son, what kind of owl do you want?"
Through their reaction, Collins guessed that there must be some secret in it, but his parents didn't say it, and he couldn't keep pestering it, so he had to turn his eyes to the owl in the shop. His eyes scanned a circle, and finally a white snow owl was bought by Carl because of his high dazzlingbeauty.
What satisfied Collins most was that the snow owl had no variegated color from beginning to end except for its eyes and pointed beak.
Collins was carrying the cage, touching his chin and looking at the snow owl, muttering in his heart that if it was trained, it would be the perfect choice to let it get into the snow as a scout. "I'll call you Teemo in the future."