"The most powerful wand?" Esmiller Sereus looked at Voldemort with a peculiar expression, one that practically said: That was it?
Yes, Selerus had never imagined that Voldemort would storm into France's largest wizarding street, smash up his wand shop, and abduct him, all just to have him make a wand.
He had wondered what the man wanted. And that was it?
"Very well, Lord Dark Lord." Although he privately thought Voldemort must have something seriously wrong with him, Selerus had already learned how formidable he was while being brought here.
That terrifying magical power was unlike anything he had encountered in his life. Even the gentleman from the Xilieikesi family whom he had once met, hailed as a once-in-a-generation genius, had possessed no more than that.
So fighting him was certainly out of the question. If he only wanted a wand made, that was hardly a major issue. He might as well obediently comply. "What materials would you like for your wand?"
"I hear that Thestral tail hair is a more powerful material than dragon heartstring?" Voldemort said coldly.
"Hmm... yes, several extremely powerful wands do indeed have Thestral tail hairs. Supposedly, that includes the legendary wand..." Selerus said.
"The legendary wand?" Voldemort narrowed his eyes slightly. Clearly, this was a topic that interested him greatly.
Over the years, Voldemort had spent almost all his time studying magic and increasing his magical power. He had paid no attention to other matters, nor did he care about them at all.
Moreover, although he carried the blood of the Gaunt family, the oldest family in the Wizarding World, as well as Slytherin's blood, he had not grown up in a wizarding family, so there was much about the Wizard World that he did not understand well enough.
He had certainly heard of