The Boy Chosen by a Unicorn

"Oak Wood, not red Oak Wood, but Britain Oak Wood."

"It is the king of the forest from the winter solstice to the summer solstice, it is a wand that accompanies you whether you are triumphant or dejected, and it is a wand wood that is extremely loyal to its master."

"The Dragon Heartstring is the wand most easily changed hands, the most unstable, and only follows the strong. But conversely, the wands made from it are the most powerful, and the spells cast are the most dazzling. Wands with its core have a stronger learning ability than other wands."

"The combination of loyal and easygoing wood and the rebellious Dragon Heartstring is as absurd as a bird in the sky swimming in water. And it also has a terrifying length, sixteen inches long, and a bit curved." While Riddle and Dumbledore still immersed in the previous news, Ollivander continued to explain why this wand could be part of the Seven Impossible Combinations.

"What about the last wand?"

"I want to try a combination of Elder Wood and Unicorn Tail Hair." Riddle suddenly looked up, a strange feeling creeping over him.

"I'm afraid you're not suitable. Haven't you noticed? The wood and core of the wand I chose are more suited to wizards who admire strength and Dark Magic, or those who prefer neutrality."

Ollivander refused outright, practically saying, "You're Voldemort, you've lost your mind, and you think you can match a pure Unicorn Tail Hair?"

"Let Tom try it. You can let him try the wand with the Unicorn Tail Hair first," Dumbledore said.

He suddenly had a premonition that this might be related to Riddle being the conscience that Voldemort had abandoned.

They had just made a mistake in their choice of wands, which is why Ollivander suffered his first setback.

Normally, even the most discerning customer would find their wands becoming increasingly compatible with Ollivander's, instead of being like this now, where someone who didn't know better might think Riddle was a Muggle.

"Then try this, Applewood and Unicorn tail hair, Platform Nine and Three-Quarters inches long, very flexible." Ollivander handed Riddle a wand with a hint of skepticism.

The moment the wand touched Riddle's fingertips, it began to tremble.

"How could that be! Why don't you try this?"

"Ash Wood, the best wood for Unicorn Tail Hair, eleven inches. Good, very good."

"This one might be more suitable for you. The previous one was too extreme. How about this one, a bad boy with a good girl— Blackthorn Wood with Unicorn Tail Hair, twelve inches, hard."

Ollivander panted excitedly. The wands on the chair next to him were piled up like a mountain. His face turned black and white in turns, and he looked like a beggar because of the wands' reactions.

"I think Dumbledore, you're right!"

"Phew! How could Dumbledore be wrong!"

"Come on, try this extraordinary combination: Elder Wood and Unicorn Tail Hair, thirteen inches long, it whistles when you swing it."

"It's amazing that Elder Wood, which is supposed to be hard, is almost as hard as willow!" Ollivander exclaimed excitedly.

He waved his wand erratically, shoving it directly into Riddle's hand.

As Riddle touched the wand, something he had never felt before emanated from the point where he touched the wand's handle—a female voice that sounded even a little grating, but which sounded exceptionally pleasant and familiar to Riddle —I wished she looked like his father.

The voice didn't reach the ears of the other two people in the room; it resonated more precisely in Riddle's heart.

Riddle suddenly understood; this was his mother's blessing.

The only thing she had left for herself was his handsome face, which was exactly the same as old Riddle's.

From Dumbledore and Ollivander's perspective, a soft white light emanated from Riddle's body, blurring his outline, making him appear exactly the same as when Riddle had just become independent and before Dumbledore had reminded him of his name.

"Incredible! It has finally found its owner!" Ollivander exclaimed in surprise.

He now truly believed that the person before him had absolutely nothing to do with the boy who had appeared before him fifty-five years ago— the Voldemort of the past.

Could this be Voldemort's son, a secret weapon that Dumbledore has trained to deal with him?

"How wonderful it is?" Riddle said.

But his voice trembled slightly, and Dumbledore and Ollivander would have noticed Riddle's odd behavior if they hadn't been paying closer attention to his reaction to the wand.

"When talking about the Elder Wand, one has to mention the most powerful wand in history, which I like to call the Elder Wand."

"Legend has it that its material is Elder Wood."

"And this wand is one of the samples I used to replicate the Elder Wand."

"No, it's not really a sample; it's just a control group, a combination destined to fail."

"But for some reason, it succeeded!"

"Elder Wood, the rarest wand wood, has a very ominous reputation and is more difficult to wield than any other wand."

"It possesses extremely powerful magic, but it disdains to associate with any wizard whose abilities are not commensurate with its magic. Only extraordinary wizards can successfully pair it with the Elder Wand."

"As for superstitions like 'Elder Wood wands never prosper,' they are completely unfounded and only stem from mediocre wand makers. They don't make Elder Wand more because they think the finished products won't sell."

"And Unicorn Tail Hair is the most mediocre wand core, I mean compared to Phoenix Feather and Dragon Heartstring."

"It also has its advantages. The Unicorn Tail Hair wand is more likely to faithfully reflect the nature of magic and is less susceptible to interference from other spells. It is also very loyal, but it is not easy to use it to cast Dark Magic."

"The rarest and most proud Elder Wood and the most common and most loyal Unicorn Tail Hair, it is completely unlike other Unicorn Tail Hair wands, which are incompatible with Dark Magic."

"It's like a magic wand with the widest coverage of Phoenix Feather when casting a spell."

"Mr. Riddle, it's entirely up to you."

"You look very similar to someone I met many years ago, and I don't want you to go down a bad path with him."

"If you don't stray from the right path, I believe you will become a wizard as great as Dumbledore!" Ollivander said.

This was the first time he had warned the wand's owner.

Like the You-Know-Who of the past, he may have sensed that he would go down a bad path in the future, but he said nothing at the time.

After all, in his view, as long as the owner of his wand deserved the Ollivander wand, what did it matter to him whether it was good or bad?

But now, he doesn't want the owner of this 'child' who shines so brightly to follow the same path as another Riddle.

"I understand." Riddle nodded, looking genuinely pleased, and it wasn't an act!

This was completely unexpected by Dumbledore.

Dumbledore had no idea what had changed him in such a short time.