The Making of the New Wand

"How on earth did you manage to do that? To hold so much power in your body? It's incredible!" Ollivander exclaimed, tugging at Ivan's sleeve in excitement.

Ivan ducked away, speechless, and then stared at the man coldly, reminding him, "I have my ways, naturally, but they are not for you to know, Mr. Ollivander…"

Ivan's words threw a bucket of cold water over Ollivander's head, waking him up and making sense of his situation.

"Well, of course, every wizard has his or her secrets, and that's something to be respected. What were we talking about, wand material?" Ollivander said sheepishly.

"In any case, I've already shown you the sample. If you're not confident, I can find someone else…" Ivan didn't try to be polite.

In fact, he had originally intended to find the German wand-maker Gregorovitch, who had been in possession of the Elder Wand for some time, but Gregorovitch had been missing for months, and it was unclear whether Grindelwald or Lord Voldemort had been responsible.

"No, no! You must trust me, Hulse! Ollivander has the finest wand-making skills in all of Europe, if not the world! With this magical hair, I will surely make a weapon as powerful as the Elder Wand!" Ollivander vowed, looking eagerly over Ivan's head.

"But until then, we must first understand the properties of this material, which will take some time and a lot of… raw materials."

Yvonne ran her fingers through her hair, looking into Ollivander's eager eyes and regretting her decision to come to him. After much consideration, she decided to go along with him, as it was necessary to take all these tests to create a perfect wand.

In order to avoid being castrated, Ivan intended to participate in every experiment and subsequent wand-making so as to avoid wasting these "precious" materials!

Ollivander seemed reluctant, as this meant that he would have to show Ivan the secrets of his craft, but he could not resist the temptation of creating a wand of the greatest power, and would not be happy if Ivan turned to other wandmakers.

Thus, a preliminary agreement was reached, and Ivan stayed at Ollivanders for the next few days to explore new wands.

On a professional level, Ollivander showed great enthusiasm, taking less than half an hour each day to solve his eating and bathroom problems, and devoting the rest of his time to the study of new materials.

In the end, Ivan was unable to bear the sight of Ollivander's condition and had to brew several bottles of powerful tonic to keep him from dying suddenly during his research.

Such intense research led to Ivan being forced to pull out hundreds of hairs in just a few days, and if he hadn't consciously moved them from place to place, a small piece of his head would have been ripped off.

Most importantly, nearly a thousand milliliters of fresh blood were used in the preparation of a special solution for the core of the wand, so Ivan and Ollivander both looked as if they had been squeezed dry within a week.

The effort was, of course, fruitful, as Ollivander tested the compatibility of dozens of different wood wands and produced twenty-seven finished ones.

Each wand was extraordinarily strong, and its stability was overcome by Ollivander's relentless research, so that he no longer had to worry about it exploding during a spell.

The only drawback was that this stability was built at the expense of a certain amount of power, and after numerous attempts, both found that none of the wood was well suited to this particular hair.

"We need something more powerful to hold the power!" Ollivander said firmly.

"Do you need my help with the materials you're going to use?" Yvonne asked. It was a matter of making new wands, and he would have asked Pierce to find them, no matter how precious they were.

"Of course, or I must ask for your help…" Ollivander rubbed his hands together and looked at Ivan with a hesitant expression, as if he was unsure if he should say it.

It was only when Ivan grew impatient with the wait that Ollivander ventured, "I think…your bones would be nice!"

"My bones?" Yvonne froze, her face darkening.

Ollivander hurried to explain. "The reason why this wood cannot hold a wand core perfectly is because of the conflicting forces in your hair and blood, so that to make the most powerful wand, the body of the wand must be made of something that belongs to you…"

"And bones are the most suitable material, and strong enough. I've heard that many wizards in Africa prefer to use human bones for wands…"

Ollivander went on and on about the benefits of using a bone as a wand, causing Ivan's hair to stand on end.

"Don't hesitate. It's just a bone. A bottle of Bone-Generating Spirit will make it grow. It's so convenient and not troublesome at all!" Ollivander was so excited that he wanted to immediately cast a spell to extract a bone from Ivan's body.

It's not a matter of trouble… Ivan opened his mouth to comment, but Ollivander's words were like a devil's lure. "Just think, Hulse, how powerful a wand made from your blood, bone, and hair would be!"

"Well, let's give it a try." After much consideration, Ivan decided to cast a spell for the so-called Strongest Wand, and at Ollivander's strong suggestion, he extracted an arm bone from his left hand.

Ollivander gently took it from Ivan's hand, fondling it as if it were a priceless treasure, and then coyly indicating that he needed to find the most magical hair on Ivan's body to make it perfect…

Ivan was devastated, but when he thought about how he had pulled a bone, he didn't care about the few hairs.

Ollivander didn't hold back either. After picking and pulling out a hundred more hairs, he finally found the core he was looking for and happily rushed into the lab…