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The Lord Of Dreams (A HP Fanfiction Novel)

He is the Lord of Dreams, called simply The Lord, or as the love of his life knew him, Dante King. Robbed of his love by treachery, he slaughtered an entire world. Upon completion of his vengeance, he once again comes face to face with the love of his life, Freya Valmore, the goddess of Darkness and Life. Now, after feeding on the life force of a trillion dead souls, Freya has completed her ascension to complete godhood. Now, after countless battles, what does the ultimate villainous couple do? They retire and tour the multiverse, starting with the Wizarding World of Harry Potter. Join them in their tour of death and delight as they reshape the myriad realms of fantasy and fiction. Join my patreon today to read advanced chapters. www.patreon.com/everstone

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25 Chs

Freya’s Wand

As Dante looked around this large room that contained a vast collection of Ollivander's premium wand products, he couldn't help but notice that these wands all appeared far more powerful than Freya's mention of the Elder Wand. Dante couldn't resist saying out loud,

"Garrick, you have got to be kidding me! I thought the Elder Wand was supposed to be the most powerful wand ever made. If that's the case, what are these?"

When Garrick heard this, he snorted with disdain.

"Please, the Elder Wand is only a powerful wand when compared to those in London. Outside of our own community, the Elder Wand is only fit to be a back scratcher. The true masterpieces are those never spoken about. How can an elite product remain elite if every poor, mediocre wizard knows about its existence?"

This surprisingly made sense to both Freya and Dante. As evidence, just look at the existence of Books of Mystery And Wonder and the VIP level of treatment from Gringotts.

Freya knew that this world was far from simple. The fact that Voldemort terrorized everyone was probably due to some foolish force behind him, brainwashing him into thinking that it's his destiny to lead the purebloods to greatness or some similar nonsense.

Looking at the various wands on display in this room, Freya could see that this room had more wards and charms on it than their vault 17 at Gringotts Bank. The Ollivanders are by no means just a simple wizarding family. It looks like their status exceeds even the sacred twenty-eight families.

This made Freya wonder about their true origins. The Wizarding World of Harry Potter was only getting more interesting for her. Voldemort was supposed to terrorize London. But perhaps to those truly powerful wizards whose power had grown to a certain level, his ambition to control London was seen as not worthy of their notice.

So the bottom line is that those with absolute power chose to ignore Voldemort and his shameless pureblood crusade.

Deciding to look at wands, Freya began to scrutinize all of them closely. After examining six or seven, she saw a thirteen-inch long solid red wand that caught her attention. Garrick noticed how this red wand attracted Freya's interest and walked over to her to introduce it.

"My lady, this is a thirteen-inch long Japanese rosewood wand. It is infused with the heart blood of an elder dragon, which has resulted in its red color. The core of the wand is made with the soul of the elder dragon, a creature of legendary destruction that has not been seen in this world for many centuries. Elder dragons are known for their strong soul power and immortal bodies. This wand truly fits your beauty and strong will to achieve your ambitions at any cost. This wand is known as Blood Seeker."

Freya listened to Garrick's speech and decided to get this red wand. It matched one of her favorite colors, red, the color of blood. Freya was sure that this wand would make rivers of blood flow, even if they were not rivers of wizard blood.

Eventually, those behind the manipulation of this world would notice them. When this happens, both Freya and Dante could have a bit of fun with their wands. Looking to Garrick, she said,

"I will take it!"

Garrick was at a loss for words. These wands had to choose their owners; they couldn't just be given to anyone. But to his surprise, as soon as Freya said these words, the wand shot out of its display case and into Freya's waiting hand of its own volition.

Garrick was shocked at this scene. Since when could his wands move on their own, even if they were legendary products that had been in his family for millennia? Something like this had never happened before.

Garrick is a professional, so he did not dare voice these ideas out loud.

"Miss Freya, I'm glad that you have taken a liking to one of the most legendary products in this store."

Then Garrick looked to Dante, and his eyes nearly hit the floor. How did this guy get ahold of that wand?

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