The three masters' comments on Phoebe's wand reminded Vincent the Serpent Staff he had created using Alchemy.
Its lines are by no means graceful, but its extremely exaggerated length and the two snake heads at the tip of the staff are full of oppressive power. With the addition of a large amount of Mithril, it exudes a mysterious and powerful aura from the inside out.
Needless to say, its performance is comparable to the Elder Wand, and it can also Transfiguration a long-barreled pistol to achieve fantastic low-latency rapid-fire spells.
As for compatibility, it is a perfect match for him. No one but himself can use the Serpent Staff properly; they can only treat it as a sturdy wooden stick.
"Mr. Malfoy, it's your turn."
Draco nodded politely to Viktor Krum beside him, as if to make a gesture of goodwill.
Then he slowly stood up, deliberately swayed in front of Harry for a moment, and swaggered away with his chin held high.
Such an extreme contrast was completely captured by the recording equipment. If Vincent had been in charge of editing, he would have definitely cut out the entire segment.
There was no particular reason; I was just simply annoyed.
Draco gracefully drew his wand and casually handed it over.
Merovingian smiled as he caught the wand, his clear, deep brown eyes seeming to admire a masterpiece of art.
"Straight lines, a simple yet sophisticated design."
His fingertips traced lightly from the tip of the cane to the handle. "It's exactly ten inches long, made of hawthorn wood with complex properties, and inside is Unicorn Hair, a symbol of loyalty and purity."
Gregorovitch leaned closer curiously. "The combination of hawthorn wood and Unicorn Hair is too contradictory. It is good at healing spells and all kinds of curses, but it is difficult to cast Dark Magic at will."
Merovingian handed the wand to its maker Ollivander, who also brought it close to his eyes and examined it closely.
Not long after, he excitedly held it in his hand. "I remember now, the core inside is a tuft of hair that I plucked from a really beautiful Unicorn. It was terrified and I almost got a hole poked in it by its horn."
After he finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, seemingly lost in his memories.
Seeing his appearance reminded Vincent of the Phoenix Feather inside his Alder Wand.
And they call it a beautiful song? It's clearly just screams of pain.
But he had to admire Ollivander's luck; it was no easy feat to live for decades and profit from phoenixes and Unicorn.
If it's not just incredible luck, then it's genuine skill.
"Hmm..." Ollivander opened his eyes and gently raised his wand.
A string of silvery-white smoke rings shot out from the tip of the staff, drifting back and forth in the classroom before returning to the tip.
"No problem at all." Ollivander handed the wand back to Draco with considerable satisfaction. "Mr. Malfoy, you've taken excellent care of it."
Draco put away his wand and turned back to see Harry secretly wiping something with his school robes.
His eyes revealed an arrogant and overbearing air, as if the whole world was at his feet.
Before sitting back down, he deliberately walked past Harry, giving him a disdainful snort.
"Mr. Krum, it's your turn."
Draco gave Viktor Krum a particularly friendly smile, which Krum returned before getting up and walking over.
The extreme contrast was once again captured by the recording equipment, and Vincent was once again annoyed.
When he saw Viktor Krum's walking posture, he finally understood why he felt disgusted.
The World's Number One Seeker seems to have mistaken the wand testing ceremony for a Quidditch pre-match checkup.
With drooping, round shoulders and pigeon-toed steps, he walked listlessly toward the three masters.
Viktor Krum shoved the wand over, then stood there with his hands in the pockets of his robe, frowning.
The three masters paid no attention to his arrogance and focused all their attention on his wand.
Ollivander picked it up and turned it upside down in front of his eyes.
Viktor Krum's wand is thicker than most wands, and the curve of the wand is a natural curve formed by the wood. The design is very simple and is obviously the work of Gregorovitch.
Merovingian shook his head as he looked at it, finding no beauty in it whatsoever.
Ollivander, however, examined it carefully with great patience. "Carpinus wood, containing the heart nerves of a dragon, right?"
He glanced at Viktor Krum, and after the man nodded, continued, "Much thicker than people usually see... especially stiff... ten and a quarter inches long..."
He gripped the slightly curved handle of the staff and chanted the incantation. "Avis!"
The hornbeam wand made a loud bang, like a gunshot.
Then, a flock of small birds flapped their wings and flew out from the tip of the cane, finally flying into the soft sunlight through the open window.
"Very good." Ollivander glanced at Gregorovitch, who had a serious expression. "Hornet is a very rare wood. It also has another name, Muscle Wood, which symbolizes toughness, strength, and roughness."
Gregorovitch took the wand from his hand. "Yes, this is one of my more satisfying creations."
He weighed the wand in his hand. "I happened to acquire a batch of hornbeam wood, and this is the best wand I've ever made from it."
He handed the wand back to Viktor Krum, saying, "It still suits you perfectly, Mr. Krum."
Viktor Krum pulled his hand out of his pocket and then put it back in.
The three masters also ignored his attitude and all looked at the last Champion.
"It's finally your turn, Mr. Potter."
Harry stood up and brushed past Viktor Krum.
He offered his wand, Ollivander's silver eyes suddenly gleamed with excitement.
"Yes, yes, I remember it very clearly."
Harry also remembers it vividly.
Three years ago, on his eleventh birthday, he and Hagrid went into Ollivander's shop to buy his first wand.
Ollivander measured the dimensions of various parts of his body and then began handing him wands to try them out.
He felt he had tried every wand in the shop before finally finding one that suited him.
And this wand is the Holly Wand that Ollivander is now carefully holding.
Harry clearly remembered how surprised Ollivander was when he saw him handling the wand with such ease. When Harry pressed him for an explanation, Ollivander gave him an answer that Harry has never dared to tell anyone to this day.
The Phoenix Feather inside the Holly Wand is actually plucked from the same phoenix as the feather in another wand.
The other wand belongs to Voldemort.