Then he used Mithril to inlay those Ancient Runes inside the wand.
Then he used Alchemy to coat the wand in an outer shell of other materials that adapted well to magic.
That way, its power would be even greater!
Black looked at the wand in his hand.
He felt a little eager to try it.
Although it looked usable now.
But...
If he did not test it, how would he know whether it had succeeded?
However, he also understood his own situation.
Although Dumbledore had said that as long as he took it easy, he could still use other wands.
But.
If he used the wrong amount of force, it could explode!
This was the first wand he had ever made.
It really would be a pity if it blew up.
Black hesitated again and again.
In the end, he decided not to do it himself.
He put down the wand.
Then he casually picked up the chocolate pudding beside him.
The thoughtful Beck had even prepared a plate and a small spoon for the pudding.
Just then, a jingling sound suddenly came from the doorway.
Someone had come in.
Black looked toward the door in some puzzlement.
Because Mr. Ollivander had hung up the closed sign today.
Usually, no customers would come in.
"Why is it you again..."
Cassandra frowned.
"Uh... do you really not want to see me that much?"
Black scratched his head.
"I thought you'd gone home."
Cassandra said, "I came to see Mr. Ollivander to pick up the wand he custom-made for me."
Black remembered that there was indeed such a thing.
"Mm... Mr. Ollivander isn't free right now."
"How about you wait for a while?"
Cassandra gritted her teeth.
Although she really did not want to stay with this infuriating guy, if she