Ollivander: Made exquisite wands since 382 BC.
The dilapidated storefront, peeling gold lettering, and dusty windows have not diminished the popularity of this famous store.
Because Ollivander's Wand Shop perfectly exemplifies, I am proud to be a monopoly - the purpose of buying if you like, and not buying if you don't - as perhaps the only supplier of wands in the entire UK, even if Ollivander's destroyed the store. It's as smoky as a workshop, but you still have to hold your nose and praise this "craftsman spirit."
But in Lu Yuan's opinion, this shop, which was slovenly, with stains everywhere, and a musty smell in the room, had an emotion deep inside, called arrogance!
"Ding~" When he pushed the door in, the doorbell rang. There was no one in the room. Except for a bench against the wall, the rest of the room was filled with long and narrow wand boxes. Lu Yuan took a look at the bench with some paint peeling off and even iron nails exposed in some places, and finally decided to stand and wait.
"Hello," said a voice. An old man who was half shorter than him came to him. "We've never seen each other before. Are you here to buy a magic wand? Ah, let's take a look." The old man noticed the tip of the magic wand exposed in Lu Yuan's sleeve. "It's made of willow wood, with a rooster tendon core, made in the United States." Animal driving stick? Hahaha~"
... Lu Yuan now feels that the dead old man in front of him is 10,000 times more annoying than the American!
"Ollivander, is this how you treat guests? I thought you would at least tell me about my family history first, then measure the size of my arms, ask me about my dominant hand, and finally pull me to try various wands. ——Isn’t this what you always like to do?”
Yes, when Lu Yuan was reading, he felt that this old man had a bad taste. He likes to pretend to be confused and keeps talking to himself without giving others a chance to speak. In fact, he understood everything. Those interactions were all just a prank by a dead old man!
"But you are not a guest!" The old man curled his lips disdainfully and returned to his counter. "You already have prejudices. Just like I don't like you, you don't like my works. You carry a garbage wand with you. , but you have to come to my shop like a king. In fact, you will not buy the wand I made at all... Mr. Lu Yuan, I don’t know what your purpose is in coming to Diagon Alley, but please tell me, Olivan What can De Can do for you?"
"Ollivander, do you know me?" Lu Yuan was surprised.
"...Although we have never met, there are few people in this industry who don't know your name - a gifted hand, a bad mechanic."
"OK, I understand." Qingqing's background as a "legendary mechanic" (who continuously created artifacts and was promoted in title) was at work again.
Lu Yuan touched his chin and thought, should he simply use this to open a store? With his reputation for making artifacts, he might be able to make a lot of money! In fact, Lu Yuan still underestimates his background. Although no one on the magic side has seen him, there are always legends about him. If Lu Yuan really wants to find a job, Nimbus Company (the company that produces flying brooms) will offer him a sky-high contract!
"Since you have no intention of greeting me, let me just tell you my request. Ollivander, I need you to use the best materials to build me a cylindrical magic wand that is 23 cm long and 5.2 cm in diameter. , the blueprint is here... The core of the wand is best to use dragon heartstrings or dragon nerves. You can help me think about the specific combination. My request is that the wand should not have any attributes... Well, if it can have a 'sharpness', that would be the best. .”
Without saying no, Ollivander had heard of Lu Yuan's reputation - he was famous for creating some novel works.
But everyone in the handicraft manufacturing industry knows that the prototypes of works processed by Lu Yuan himself are the best.
For example, the sword prototype of the magic sword, the jewelry prototype of the magic jewelry, etc. Many people will ask Lu Yuan for pre-processing before making a great work. Obtaining the prototype that he personally processed means that the work is already half successful - therefore, Ollivander will carefully consider making an exception to his request rather than reject it - because you never know when you will ask for something. Lu Yuan.
"Wait a minute. 23 centimeters is 9 inches, and the diameter is 2 inches. It is cylindrical, has bamboo sections, and has threads and fishnet patterns on it... If this is not a piece of that thing, I will think it is a sword hilt!" Levander looked away from the drawing, "Sharpness... Oh my God, what do you want to do with the wand? Forget it, I will help you make it. The combination of dragon heartstring and yew is very sharp! Like you Same, arrogant and a jerk, which I think suits you perfectly.”
"Only a bad old man like you would always think about that thing!" Lu Yuan touched his chin angrily, "Sure enough, disgust goes both ways... How much is it?"
Ollivander's craftsmanship was indeed extraordinary, and he finished processing the "Mr. Horn" requested by Lu Yuan in just a few minutes.
Unlike the meticulous carving of the wand in the past, he only needed to roughly process a piece of high-quality wood into a sword hilt, and then inlay a dragon heartstring into the heart of the wood. The remaining work will be completed by Lu Yuan himself. The value of his work is mainly reflected in the materials and the combination of wood and wand core - this is a secret that Ollivander has not passed down for thousands of years.
"I'm giving it to you. It's free of charge... remember to owe me a favor." Ollivander pointed in the direction of the door without raising his head.
"Now, get out of here!"
*****
"A grumpy old man, what can I say?" Holding a strange "short wooden stick", Lu Yuan was driven back to the street.
If before entering Ollivander's store, Lu Yuan's mentality was still "Ollivander's store has everything, but we don't have half a dime in our pocket";
So when he learned that he actually had an awesome background, Lu Yuan looked at the bustling crowd in Diagon Alley, and his mentality had completely changed - "The crown is full of capital, but the person is alone and haggard" - this kind of The slight sense of pretentiousness is really intoxicating!
"Go to No. 4 Privet Drive", throwing the stick up and catching it, and throwing the original trash wand into the trash can. Lu Yuan walked out of the Leaky Cauldron Bar and boarded a taxi. Now that we are in the world of Harry Potter, how can we not meet the protagonist?
No. 4 Privet Drive is the home address of the Dursley family. It is also where the protagonist Harry Potter of this world lives during his holidays - Mrs. Dursley is his aunt.
The Dursleys adopted Harry when he was very young, but for various reasons, the Dursleys did not treat him well...no, it should be said to be almost abusive! It’s okay to let Harry wear old clothes, live in a stairwell, go to a public school, etc., after all, he is not a biological child; but let the teenage Harry serve their family like a servant, not giving him enough to eat, and even beating and humiliating him. , this is too much!
It is said that Harry did not grow into another Voldemort in this environment, but turned into a popular and professional revolutionary young general. It is really embarrassing.
This year during the holidays, Harry was "imprisoned" in his bedroom because he messed up one of Mr. Dursley's business deals! I can’t even eat!
Having said that, Dumbledore and others who handed Harry over to the Dursleys to be raised by him are fully responsible for what happened! Because these magicians don't understand the world at all, in addition to threatening the Dursleys with magic, they also threaten them with magic! When Mr. Dursley learned about the Ministry of Magic's regulations that "magicians cannot use magic on ordinary people casually", he was no longer afraid of this!
But in Lu Yuan's opinion - the Dursleys are greedy, hypocritical, and racist. They have a lot of flaws! Lu Yuan could think of hundreds of ways to deal with such a person with his knees.
Therefore, Lu Yuan thought that since he had nothing to do, why not help Harry Potter, at least so that he would not starve to death during the holidays...
It was already night when Lu Yuan arrived at Privet Drive, the sky began to dim and the street lights turned on one by one.
"Open the Alaho hole," Lu Yuan said, pointing at the window on the second floor of the Dursley's house that was welded shut by the iron bars.
Even if the wand is made to look like a sword hilt, it is still a wand.
Lu Yuan was a little reluctant to use this magic, maybe because Lu Yuan's valve was not opened very much - Mr. Neville Longbottom was probably still working hard during this summer vacation to get him to the level where he could cast this magic. But as long as he can cast it, Lu Yuan's control over magic is unparalleled. The magic power pushed the soft fence left and right like a thread, instead of hitting it like a battering ram, and then the window opened silently.
"Beautiful dream", while jumping into Harry's hut, with the wave of the wand, little bits of light fell on the sleeping Harry and his owl. People and pets show comfortable expressions at the same time. Lu Yuan likes life-oriented magic. The dream spell is the product of his inspiration, but the effect is better than "drowsiness".
Because no one wants to wake up from a sweet dream...
After doing all this, Lu Yuan can finally carry out his evil plan!
*****
He smiled evilly and took out an artifact that was far ahead of its time - a selfie stick. Turning around again, Lao Lu had transformed into the little Mr. Harry.
"Harry" was wearing tattered clothes, holding the iron fence tightly with both hands, and looking at the camera innocently and pitifully with his big emerald eyes. "Very good, don't move." Tentacles... ahem, yes, we have tentacles! The tentacle pressed on the shutter, and "click", a photo of "Mei Zhengtai was imprisoned" was gorgeously released.
No matter how you look at it, there is no trace of PS!
Then the selfie stick transformed into Mr. Dursley, grabbed "Harry's" head viciously, and slammed it against the cabinet! "Crack" "Crack".
Then there are photos of a malnourished Harry Potter, lifting up his clothes to reveal his ribs, cheeks and eye circles;
Then Mr. Dursley pressed Harry on the bed and tore his clothes apart forcefully. There were bruises on his delicate skin, and "Harry's" eyes looked painful and empty... Ahem! This is for Ginny's personal collection! Lu Yuan ensured that Ginny shouted no, but her body would accept it honestly, and then she would secretly enjoy it every day! I'm just so witty.
Then, "Harry, please move to the side. This posture is very important."
"Harry" fell on the bed with his clothes half undressed, looking at Dursley with tears on his face, his eyes were painful, tangled, angry, and a little obsessed...
"Who are you? What are you doing?!" Harry Potter, who was accidentally woken up, saw "himself" in that look, and there was a suspicious blush on his face! He is going crazy! How could you do this to me? I'm still a kid!
"Oh, Harry, listen to my explanation... forget everything!"
Tianshan Zhemei's hand simply cut off the back of Harry Potter's head! (To be continued.)
