Chapter 3 Magic Wand

"I'll just have a glass of iced lemon juice." Dumbledore smiled kindly, and a cold drink suddenly appeared in front of him.

　　Iger drank from the cup and looked at Dumbledore from time to time.

　　Neither of them spoke first, and the room was quiet for a while.

　　On a shelf not far away, a big red bird squatted on it. Egger knew that it was a phoenix. This thing could indeed be reborn from the ashes. Why didn't Voldemort learn from others' phoenix? Burn yourself with a fire, huh?

　　Feeling the coolness brought by the ice cubes, the uneasy feeling of panic slowly dissipated. Egger leaned comfortably on a backrest chair in the room and sighed leisurely.

　　"As an eight-year-old child, you are much calmer than I thought. If you were an ordinary person, even an adult would not be able to face your upcoming death so calmly." Dumbledore looked at him with approval. Look at Egg.

　　Egg smiled sheepishly. In fact, I must be twenty-eight, and I have already died once...

　　"Professor, what are you going to do with this um... Obscurus on me?" Egger looked at Dumbledore.

　　Dumbledore smiled: "That's it for now. How about living in Hogwarts for a while?"

　　"I don't quite understand what you mean..." Egger was a little confused.

　　"The Obscurus is controllable. I have definitely seen this before." Dumbledore nodded: "The reason why the Obscurus appears is mainly due to the long-term suppression of the magic power in his body. I I think, even many Muggle-born wizards realize that they are different from others, so they will perform some simple magic releases, but you may have chosen to ignore this matter because you are too rational. Even the magic power that has been subconsciously suppressed in the body for a long time does not know how to activate it, so this phenomenon is caused."

　　Dumbledore looked at Iger with his eyes, and Iger scratched his head, and it seemed like this was indeed the case...

　　"Hundreds of years ago, when wizards were persecuted by Muggles, they would indeed suppress their own magic power, causing the appearance of Obscursials. However, with the development of the magical world, Obscurials have rarely been seen in the past hundred years." Dumbledore Shake his head.

　　"Then can you take this thing out of my body?" Egg looked at Dumbledore expectantly.

　　"The only way is that when you die, it will come out. In a sense, it is a high-concentration product of your magic that is extremely compressed and deteriorated. You can understand it this way." Dumbledore shook his head and said: " But I think he is controllable, and I think you probably need a strong willpower to control him."

　　"Has anyone ever controlled it? Professor?" Egg looked at Dumbledore uncertainly.

　　Dumbledore looked out the window with a deep look: "Yes, there is one..."

　　Then Dumbledore turned to look at Egg: "Most of the Obscurials recorded in history have extreme emotions. It is rare to see someone as calm as you. So I think you may successfully learn to control the Obscurus. Of course, this is also It will be of great benefit to you."

　　Dumbledore was in a trance and didn't know what to think.

　　"For example...?" Iger raised his eyelids.

　　"For example, inexhaustible magic, or extremely powerful magic..." Dumbledore nodded: "But I have had the experience of neglecting students and causing them to go astray, so I hope you, Egg, will not let me down. , just treat it as a request from an old man with one foot in the ground."

　　Dumbledore spoke very candidly, without any of the oblique and inscrutable manner when talking to Harry. Egg felt that this might vary from person to person. He was obviously not the kind of person who could instill willpower through words. Dumbledore Lido will not fail to see it.

　　If there is anyone who is the smartest person in the world, then Iger thinks that besides Dumbledore, it might be Einstein who has been dead for a long time...

　　"I can't promise you that I will be a bad person..." Iger shook his head: "In fact, even if I promise you, I think you will find out sooner or later. It's better for me to say it openly."

　　Dumbledore nodded with sly eyes: "I think so."

　　"But I can assure you that I probably won't be like your crooked student..." Egg thought for a while: "After all, I have no interest in eternal life."

　　"You know more than I thought." Dumbledore suddenly laughed: "My intuition tells me that not using Legilimency on you was the right choice, but I am curious about what you would be interested in. ?"

　　Of course it's NAI...

　　Amitabha, sin, sin, sin.

　　Suppressing the most honest thoughts deep in his heart, Iger laughed: "I prefer immortality to immortality."

　　"For you, what's the difference between the two?" Dumbledore heard Egger's answer, thought for a while and then leaned back in his chair.

　　"Eternal life means immortality, immortality means immortality, one corresponds to reality, and the other corresponds to spirit." Egger smiled: "I don't know the road to eternal life, but there should be many roads to immortality. I believe Compared to eternal life, immortality should be happier, and death is just the beginning of another greater adventure, isn't it?"

　　Dumbledore looked at Egg's face carefully, and then smiled happily: "It seems that what I was worried about will not happen again."

　　"Do older people like to think nonsense?" Iger grinned.

　　"I won't be very happy to say that." Dumbledore picked up the cup and took a sip: "Reason tells me that you should go to Ravenclaw, but out of my personal appreciation, I really hope you can go to Ravenclaw." Come Lanffindor, I think you won't regret this decision."

　　"Are you enrolling now?" Egger was stunned.

　　"Of course not. You are only eight years old and not old enough to go to school." Dumbledore stood up and motioned for Egg to hold his arm: "First of all, we have to ensure that you can survive to go to school. This is the most important thing right now. matter."

　　Egger nodded clearly, stepped forward and put his hand on Dumbledore's arm.

　　"Fawkes," Dumbledore called softly.

　　Fox flapped his wings and flew into Dumbledore's hand, and the two figures disappeared again. The office returned to silence, and the two drinks on the table quietly disappeared into the air after the two left.

　　There was a popping sound, and Iger looked around. This was an old small house, with rows of shelves neatly arranged. Looking at the dust on the shelves, Iger felt that this store was old.

　　With a "swish" sound, a white-haired little old man stepped on the ladder and slid over. The two of them seemed very surprised to see Egg.

　　"Ah...Dumbledore..." The old man's voice sounded a little distant, and Egg felt like hearing him speak was like a whisper from another world: "It's been so long..."

　　"I'll take Mr. Morrissey to choose a wand, Ollivander." Dumbledore nodded, and then looked at Egg: "So far, the best way I can think of to control Obscurus is to release it, so you Now you need to learn to cast the spell, and you can do it anytime, anywhere, every day, which means you have to learn a lot of knowledge before entering school, can you do it?"

　　"I wish you all the best, Professor." Iger smiled.

　　"I understand, I think this is the young gentleman who caused a commotion in London today?" Ollivander looked at Iger and smiled, looked at him curiously for a while, and then nodded lightly: "In that case, Oh well…"

　　With that said, Ollivander disappeared from the cupboard. A few seconds later, Ollivander came over with a box in his hand, took out a black wand and handed it to Egg.

　　Dumbledore looked at Iger who was holding the wand in a daze and raised his chin: "Wave it."

　　Egg flicked his wrist, and a flash of light from the tip of the wand in his hand flashed and hit the cabinet nearby.

　　Ollivander was so frightened that he shrank his neck and looked at Egg: "Unfortunately, although it fits better, it obviously cannot withstand your magic power."

　　With that said, Ollivander took back the wand, took out a box and handed it to Egger: "Try this one."

　　Egg waved his hand, and the wand spat out two sparks with some sluggishness.

　　"There are some reactions, but it seems that the unicorn's hair is a little too soft for you." Ollivander shook his head: "It seems that you should have some relationship with those old families."

　　"Is this still related to blood?" Egger was a little confused.

　　"Of course, although I'm not entirely sure, but compared to Muggle-born children, children from pure-blood or mixed-blood families are often more likely to be favored by unicorns. Most wands made of unicorn hair are also It was sold to those children." Ollivander nodded: "But occasionally there are some exceptions, but obviously in a large proportion, there will not be many exceptions. As far as I know, the Weasley family is almost all one-man families. Animal hair, the Longbottom family also, and even... families like the Malfoy family, mostly use unicorn hair. Although I can't explain the reason, I think it has something to do with it."

　　As he said that, Ollivander glanced at the sharp-jointed wand in Dumbledore's hand with ardent eyes: "There are also some more finicky wands, and there are very few people who can control them. I hope you can remember them. , Mr Morrissey, the wand chooses the wizard."

　　Ollivander looked at Iger's little face, then turned around and went in to rummage through the cabinets. Iger came close to Dumbledore and whispered: "Why do I feel that he is more arrogant than you?"

　　Dumbledore raised his eyelids and nodded in agreement: "I very much agree with your evaluation of me. Well, God, I am indeed such an image in the eyes of others."

　　Egg rolled his eyes. Magicians are completely crazy.

　　After a while, Ollivander came out holding a box, took out a wand and handed it to Egger: "Try this one, I think there should be nothing more suitable for you than it."

　　Egger took the wand. As soon as he took the wand, a feeling of blood connection suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, and small fireworks began to spray out from the wand, as if to celebrate something.

　　"Perfect..." Ollivander looked at Egg and murmured to himself: "Popular wood, thirteen inches long, the wand is straight and slender. What's interesting is that the core of this wand is said to be Zuowu's beard..."

　　"Zouwu means..." The corner of Ige's mouth twitched.

　　"It is said that a mythical beast from the East is even older than the giant dragon. It has appeared in Kunlun Wonderland in China." Ollivander's eyes flashed with light: "Magical creatures from the East are extremely rare here, and I have only seen them for many years. I heard before that a magical Chinese creature named Zou appeared in Paris. I traveled thousands of miles but never saw it."

　　"Pupulus euphratica is the strongest tree. It is said that it can live for a thousand years without dying, will not fall for a thousand years after death, and will not rot for a thousand years after falling. I think it should match you very well." Ollivander chuckled: "But the meaning of thirteen inches is obviously not very good. You may walk with death in the future, but if you can control the core of such an ancient creature, death may not scare you. This wand was my grandfather's 100-year-old wand. It was made fifty years ago and is a proud work. How do you feel about it?"

　　Egg nodded, not knowing what expression to make: "It feels great!"

　　Watching Dumbledore pay a pile of gold galleons to Ollivander, Egg swallowed: "I think you don't have to pay back the money, right?"

　　Dumbledore looked at Egger: "It was natural for my student who went astray to do so at the beginning."

　　Looking at the helpless Iger, Dumbledore chuckled: "But you are right, Hogwarts will provide some support to the young wizards who are about to enter the school. You really don't have to pay back the money."

　　"That's good..." Egger suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

　　"What else do we need to buy now?" Egg looked at Dumbledore expectantly.

　　"Actually, I don't need to buy anything yet, but if you are willing, I think you will look good in a robe. UUReading www.uukanshu.net" Dumbledore winked at Egg, and took Egg with him Turn around and leave.

　　An hour later, Egger followed Dumbledore in a brand new robe. The two of them walked in Diagon Alley. Egger looked around curiously. He had been tortured by illness for twenty years in his previous life. Apparently Egger wanted to be here. Find your place in this life.

　　"Where are we going now? Hogwarts? I want to see what a house elf looks like." Egger said excitedly.

　　A smile appeared at the corner of Dumbledore's mouth, and his eyes slightly narrowed under the half-moon lenses. Only at this moment did Egger truly look like an eight-year-old child in his eyes. As an old man who has lived for more than a hundred years, Undoubtedly, I prefer such a child.

　　"Visiting an old friend of mine..." said Dumbledore.

　　People walking around said hello to Dumbledore from time to time, and then looked curiously at Egg, who was following Dumbledore.

　　"You are very famous, Lao Deng!" The uneasiness in Iger's heart dissipated, and he began to become unserious again.

　　Dumbledore was immediately aroused by his old Deng. He smiled helplessly and put his hand on Iger's shoulder: "Get ready, let's go."

　　With that said, the two of them apparated and disappeared into the street. The squeezing, rotating, and then unobstructed feeling was once again experienced by Egger. He felt much better, at least this time he didn't feel so sick.

　　"Where is this?" Egg shook his head, hoping to synchronize with the dizziness in his brain, but in fact he felt even more dizzy.

　　"Dorset..." Dumbledore raised his legs and walked forward. In front of the two of them was a quiet garden house.

　　"Who are we looking for?" Egger asked endlessly.

　　"Newt Scamander!" Dumbledore knocked lightly on the door.