The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 681 Ollivanders (for book lovers)
While Ryan and his friends were listening to the radio and drinking tea, a handy man flew down the stairs. He came to where Ryan and his friends were sitting and said in a unique mechanical voice, "The guest named Ollivander from yesterday has woken up now, and he hopes to meet the person who rescued him from the prison yesterday."

"Okay, let's go upstairs." Ryan nodded to the chubby robot, then waved his wand to turn off the radio, stood up with Hermione and walked upstairs.

After walking up the stairs to the second floor and taking a few steps to the left, the brown wooden door of the guest room appeared in front of them. Ryan took a step forward and knocked gently. A faint "Come in!" answered them.

After opening the door, he could see a wooden single bed by the window. Ollivander was now half lying on the bed, leaning against a pillow. The curtains were half-open at this time, and Ryan could see with the help of the sunlight that his current condition was much worse than before. He looked very haggard, with all the bones on his face protruding and his skin yellow. His big silver eyes were sunken in his eye sockets, making them look even bigger. His hands on the thin quilt looked like those of a skeleton.

According to Hermione's examination yesterday, Ollivander had not seen the sun for at least a year, and had been tortured several times. That was why he looked so bad now.

Before Ryan and the others came in, Ollivander had been looking at the small garden downstairs through the window, but now he turned his head and looked at Ryan and the others with his silver eyes.

"Mr. Ollivander, I'm glad to see you awake, but I think you'd better rest for a while because you're not in good physical condition right now." Ryan advised Ollivander who was half lying on the bed.

"My dear children," Ollivander's voice was weak, "you saved us. I thought we would die there. I can't thank you enough... I can't thank you enough... "

"We are glad to help you." Hermione said, "We are willing to do anything that can weaken the You-Know-Who or the Death Eaters, but you are still very weak now, so there is no need to call us up to thank you."

"Ah, of course. I asked you to come here not just to thank you, but to tell you what the You-Know-Who captured me and Gregorovitch for. I think this should be of some help in defeating the You-Know-Who."

"This is really good news." Leon and Hermione looked at each other and said, "After we entered the house where you were yesterday, I found out from the loot that you seized that you seemed to be making something?"

"Yes, we are indeed making something." Ollivander nodded slowly. "The mysterious man asked us to make a wand, a wand that can defeat Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Because his wand has been completely destroyed." Ollivander said in a low voice, "So he blamed all the previous failures on this, so he kidnapped me to make him a powerful wand."

Ryan immediately thought of the yew wand belonging to Voldemort, which was burned by him and Peter Pettigrew with wildfire on the day Voldemort was resurrected. It seemed that this was the reason why Voldemort kidnapped Ollivander as soon as he was resurrected.

"So, did you make the wand?" Hermione inquired. "It's the powerful wand that You-Know-Who requested."

"Of course not, otherwise I wouldn't be like this." Ollivander said after a bitter smile. "In this whole year, I have tried thousands of combinations between wands and wand cores, and even used the treasures of some pure-blood families. For example, the bones of Titans, and real dragon scales. I swear I have never seen these things before-" "But I still don't know why I can't make the wand that the You-Know-Who needs." Ollivander seemed a little desperate. "I have tried all the wand-making techniques, even the most ancient ones. The things I made can indeed fit the You-Know-Who, but I don't know why I still can't reach that ancient-" At this point, Ollivander's voice suddenly became smaller.

"Ancient what, sir?" Seeing that Ollivander seemed to be lost in thought, Ryan had to speak up to interrupt his thoughts.

"Where was I just now? Oh, yes, it's the ancient wand." After being reminded, Ollivander woke up from his deep thoughts with a start. Then he leaned back along the head of the bed and said, "More than a month ago, the mysterious man took the most powerful wand I made and went out, but when he came back, he was furious and tortured me with the Cruciatus Curse for a whole night-"

"I'm sorry, sir. I think that's because I was covering for Harry Potter while he was confronting the You-Know-Who." Ryan said with a guilty tone. After all, the old man in front of him was tortured by his victory.

"Kid, you didn't lie to me, did you?" Ollivander's eyes widened, not caring about the topic just now. "If I heard correctly, you just said that you and the mysterious man had a head-on confrontation more than a month ago."

"Not only that, Mr. Ollivander," Hermione said. "Not long ago, Ryan stopped another conspiracy of the mysterious man in Hogsmeade and even forced him to retreat."

"Hermione, you're exaggerating a bit." Ryan smiled and shook his head. "It was Headmaster Dumbledore who really forced the You-Know-Who back off. If he had spent too much time here, the Headmaster would have been here soon."

"That's already amazing, kid," Ollivander said. "It's a miracle that you can fight against You-Know-Who head-on at your age. This is probably the best news I've heard today."

This news made Ollivander very excited, and he calmed down for several minutes before he could continue with the topic he just mentioned. "If the situation is as you just said, then after the mysterious man experienced another failure, he began to ask his subordinates for information about various powerful magic props, and then captured Gregorovitch a week ago."

Ollivander paused for a moment. "Gregorovitch was captured because the mysterious man found out that he once possessed the most powerful wand - the Death Wand, the Wand of Destiny or the Elder Wand, so he went to find him. After torturing him and finding out the whereabouts of the Elder Wand, the mysterious man locked him and me together for some reason. Since then, he has asked us to make a wand that can rival the Elder Wand."

"That's the thing I don't understand," Ollivander said in a confused tone. "The Elder Wand has a history that spans the entire history of magic, with interruptions and reappearances. It has certain identifiable features that anyone who has studied wandology will recognize. There are written records, some of which are very obscure, that I and other wandmakers have studied. There is a certain authenticity to those records."

"So I know very well that this wand is made of the tail feathers of the Thestrals and the shaft of elder." Ollivander's eyes sparkled. "It's a powerful combination, but the materials are definitely not top-notch. It can even be said that this combination was only slowly developed by people more than 1500 years ago when those excellent and rare wand materials disappeared along with those powerful magical creatures. I don't understand why such a combination is more powerful than the one I made using those powerful and ancient materials according to the ancient method."

"I think in addition to the materials, the craftsmanship of any magic item cannot be ignored." Thinking of the process of making the Madonna of the Rose, Ryan seemed to have figured something out. "If I'm not mistaken, the reason why you can't make a wand comparable to the Elder Wand is because your own level is a little insufficient."

(End of this chapter)