Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could a Little Hufflepuff Have? Chapter 36

Now!

He had finally gotten his hands on a real Wand!

Black could feel a warm sensation coming from the Wand in his hand.

"Oh... it seems to suit you? Try giving it a wave."

When Ollivander saw that the Wand was not resisting him,

he immediately grew excited.

Could the very first one succeed?

Black truly did feel something strange at that moment.

He felt as though his magic had been amplified.

Or rather, it was not that his magic itself had been amplified.

It was more like...

the channel through which he cast magic had been widened!

If, when casting wandlessly,

the channel through which magic was released

had been a small river,

then now it was a surging, roaring river!

Overall, it felt...

amazing! Absolutely amazing!

When he heard Ollivander tell him to wave the Wand,

he did so.

Whoosh!

As Black lightly waved the Wand,

a breeze swept through the entire shop!

"Oh! Very good! Excellent..."

Before Ollivander could finish speaking,

the dust stirred up by the breeze suddenly turned into a fine drizzle,

fluttering down all around them.

"Ah! I knew it, you suit this one very—"

Before Ollivander could finish speaking,

the next second...

Boom!

A loud explosion rang out!

The Wand in Black's hand...

just exploded like that...

"Uh..."

Black stared in stunned silence at the Wand in his hand,

whose tip had been blasted into the shape of a trumpet flower...

For a moment, he had no idea what to say.

The shop once again fell into an awkward silence.

"Ding! Three shocked emotions detected!"

"Ding! Drawing Treasure Chests for the host!"

"Ding! Congratulations, host! You have obtained three Silver Treasure Chests!"

Black knew perfectly well who the three Treasure Chests had come from.

He quietly glanced at Ollivander, who stood there dumbfounded.

"Um... ahem, do I need to compensate you...?"

Ollivander finally snapped out of it.

He hurriedly waved his hand.

"Oh... of course not, child."

"In fact, this should be considered my mistake."

"How could I make a customer bear the loss?"

Under normal circumstances, only when someone picked up the wrong Wand

would they encounter a Wand exploding.

However,

that was merely a theoretical possibility.

After all...

Never mind him.

Just the Ollivander family alone

had been in the wandmaking business for so many years.

When customers tested Wands,

if they were unsuitable,

at most they would blow up a few windows

or a few walls.

He had never seen a Wand explode before...

Ollivander carefully took the shattered Wand from Black's hand

and put it away properly.

He would need to study this Wand carefully afterward

to find out exactly what had gone wrong.

He was certain that this was only a minor accident.

Afterward,

Ollivander took out a second Wand.

"Mahogany, Dragon Heartstring core, eleven inches, very flexible."

"This is a Wand especially suited for Transfiguration."

Ollivander secretly glanced at Dumbledore.

A child of the Dumbledore family

naturally had great talent for Transfiguration.

This time, there was no way he could be wrong!

Black took the Wand,

then delightedly discovered

that it felt even more natural in his hand than the previous one!

Black pointed the Wand at a box on the table.

The box instantly changed!

A lifelike white dove flapped its wings and flew up!

"Oh! What marvelous Transfiguration!"

Ollivander exclaimed.

He had never seen an eleven-year-old young wizard

turn an inanimate object directly into a living creature!

Dumbledore wore a faintly gratified smile.

Of course he knew Black's level of Transfiguration.

"As expected of..." Ollivander looked toward Dumbledore.

"Ahem..." Dumbledore suddenly coughed.

"Ah..." Ollivander slammed on the brakes

and swallowed the rest of his words.

"Ding! Two intense shocked emotions detected."

"Ding! Congratulations, host! You have obtained two Gold Treasure Chests!"

Two Gold Treasure Chests.

Besides Ollivander,

the other contributor was naturally the little girl in the green dress who was still sitting on the bench.

She stared at Black's back with her emerald-green eyes,

her face filled with disbelief!

Ollivander said with a beaming smile, "It seems this Wand suits you very well..."

Boom!

Ollivander's voice cut off abruptly.

"I refuse to believe it!"

"Try this one next!"

A Wand exploding meant that he had made a mistake!

That would ruin his reputation!

How could he possibly stand for that?!

And so...

For the next ten-odd minutes,

anyone passing by Ollivander's Wand Shop

could clearly hear repeated explosions coming from inside...

"How about... trying another one?"

Seeing Ollivander clutching his head and slumped over the table,

his face ashen,

Black asked cautiously.

Ollivander sprang to his feet.

"No! Please... stop trying them! Why don't you go ruin another shop instead?!"

"The Grigoriwch family is pretty good, though they're in Germany..."

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