“I do have some power that I haven’t used yet,” Vizer nodded.

After this spellcasting, he confirmed one thing: only using the ancient magical power of the Obscurial Core would not damage the wand.

this is a good news.

Ollivander said, "Vizet, then let's not hold back. I want to experience that magic for myself."

Vizette looked around and noticed the dissipating magical energy field. "Mr. Ollivander, could we go somewhere else? I'm worried that the wand materials might be...affected."

“A very thoughtful idea.” Ollivander smiled with satisfaction. “I’ve remembered a place that few Muggles go to, which would be perfect for testing magic.”

……

Guided by Ollivander, Vizette experiences yet another form of wizarding travel—Apparition.

According to the normal procedure, it would take a long time to gain access to Apparition.

Therefore, he performs "apparition," firmly grasping the hand of the Apparition wizard, and will follow the wizard to the destination.

The experience of having a follower appear was not pleasant; Vizet felt as if her body was being squeezed from all sides, even as if she were being squeezed into a ball.

They appeared in a forest, and could see the backs of small animals fleeing in fright.

“There’s a Muggle-repelling charm around, so no one will come here,” Ollivander explained. “Vizet, you can begin.”

Vizette nodded and gripped his wand tightly.

The Blackthorn Plum Wood Wand is indeed unique; it seems to know its impending fate, as the wand itself actually conveys a hint of excitement.

It's like a warrior who loves to challenge limits, forging ahead without flinching even when facing imminent destruction.

In response to the Blackthorn Wood Wand, Vizet took a deep breath and released two ancient magical powers simultaneously.

“a” (ansuz)!

The massive plasma snake crashed to the ground, and the entire forest seemed to tremble as a result.

Countless birds took flight in fright, their panicked cries rising and falling, merging into a shrill, chaotic cacophony.

Just like in yesterday's "Thunder", a hemispherical crater appeared in front of Vizette, constantly emitting black smoke.

Even the blackthorn wood couldn't escape the fate of being damaged, and the unicorn tail hair that served as the core of the staff was completely reduced to ashes.

Ollivander stood at the edge of the pit, seemingly sensing something.

“Incredible power…” he said slowly. “Vizet, you can replace your wand with a new one at any time, but that won’t solve the problem at its root.”

"The solution to the problem at its root is also simple: you need to find materials that can bear this power and make a unique wand."

Upon hearing Ollivander's words, Vizet immediately understood, "Then I need to start learning how to make wands."

“Yes! What a pleasant surprise.” Ollivander nodded, his eyebrows raised, his eyes sparkling with delight, and a smile playing on his lips.

“You possess the Eye of Magic… This is an extremely significant advantage; any problems encountered in crafting a wand can be avoided through the Eye of Magic.”

"Actually, I can tell that you have a very solid foundation. Getting started with wand making shouldn't be too difficult for you. What do you think?"

Vizette calculated the time; there were still more than half a month until the start of school, which gave him plenty of time.

Seeing Ollivander's expectant gaze, he nodded in agreement and said, "Mr. Ollivander, when shall we begin?"

“Good boy!” Ollivander smiled happily. “You can start anytime you have time.”

"Then I'll go back and tell Luna and the others, and then I'll come and bother you."

"How could it be a bother? You can treat it like your own home and come whenever you want!"

Chapter 50 Harry's Encounters

The two returned to their workshop, where Vizet selected a brand new wand: oak, dragon heartstring, thirteen and three-quarters inches long, and incredibly resilient.

This wand is very comfortable to hold, and feels similar to his original wand, only slightly larger in size;

It resembles a three-edged military dagger, without excessive carving or embellishment, exuding a cold and austere aura.

……

In the afternoon, just as Vizet took out a handful of Floo Powder, intending to head to Diagon Alley, guests suddenly arrived at her house.

It was a middle-aged man and Harry Potter.

"Hi! Vizette!"

Harry was overjoyed. He could see that bright smiling face as soon as he opened the door, which gave him a feeling of "escaping from a sea of ​​suffering".

"Good afternoon, Harry!" Vizete nodded in response, glancing at the middle-aged man beside him.

Strictly speaking, this was the first time Weizette had met Arthur Weasley.

Arthur Weasley was rather thin, wore glasses, and had a head of red hair that was balding.

“Vizette Lovegood, it’s a pleasure to meet you!” He extended his hand to shake Vizette’s. “Thanks to your reminder, I was able to find out about this…”

Arthur actually knew some things about Harry.

A few days ago, Harry broke the rules by casting a spell in front of Muggles.

Since it was Harry's first offense, the Ministry of Magic only had owls send out warning letters and took no further action.

Considering what Ron had mentioned, Arthur realized that something might have happened to Harry, so he took advantage of his vacation to go to Little Wheegling and learn what had happened from Harry's Uncle Vernon.

On the night Harry broke the rules and cast a spell, Vernon was negotiating a big business deal when an unexpected owl ruined it, and he also learned that Harry couldn't cast spells off-campus.

Enraged, Vernon locked Harry in his bedroom, threatening to keep him locked up forever.

Vernon learned from the letter that Harry would be expelled from Hogwarts if he cast any more spells.

On the way to Harry's bedroom, Vernon kept pressing Arthur for answers, wanting to know if it was true.

As punishment, Vernon did more than just lock Harry up; he also restricted food supplies, sending only a small amount of food each day.

“The situation was…really dangerous!” Arthur sighed. “They kept Harry locked up for almost five days.”

"When I finally saw Harry after taking out my Ministry of Magic credentials, I was still shocked. His face was like a turmeric cake, with hardly any color in it."

Harry nodded repeatedly, looking like he was still shaken.

As the director of the Office for the Prevention of Muggle Misuse, Arthur has actually dealt with quite a few Muggles.

Although he still didn't quite understand the lifestyle of Muggles, he understood what Muggles like Vernon were afraid of or wary of.

Arthur continued, recalling, "I really wanted to be kinder to them... but seeing how hungry Harry was... I just couldn't control my tone..."

“Mr. Dursley really shouldn’t have… punished Harry this way. Both sides should calm down… Anyway, I brought Harry here.”

"Looking back now, maybe I should have talked to them more? Instead of leaving there with Harry... It was all too rushed..."

“They’re actually quite happy to not see me for more than half a month in advance,” Harry said nonchalantly. “Besides, I wasn’t the one who cast the spell; I was framed.”

“Yes, I still need to go to Amos’s place later.” Arthur nodded and showed the basket in his hand.

“Vizet, this is Yorkshire pudding made by Molly. She is very grateful to you for dissuading Ron and the others.”

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Upon arriving at Diagon Alley, Vizet passed by Flourish and Blotts and saw a clerk waving a wand and hanging up a huge banner.

The banner read: Gilderoy Lockhart, author of "I Am Magic," will be visiting Flourish and Blotts for an autobiography signing event. Stay tuned!

Gilderoy Lockhart is an alumnus of Hogwarts, hailing from Ravenclaw.

Last school year, Vizette occasionally heard about this wizard from Penelope and Cho Chang.

Despite his young age, Gilderoy Lockhart possessed numerous honorary titles, and his striking blond hair and blue eyes made him a favorite among witches, especially middle-aged ones.

He has published many books, most of which are novels related to black magic.

At Flourish and Blotts, Wizette focused more on academic books and had not yet read any of Gilderoy Lockhart's works.

Of the fan-made videos he had watched in his previous life, there wasn't much content related to Gilderoy Lockhart.

He could only vaguely recall fragments of the story: Gilderoy Lockhart, covered in dust, held a wand and cast a forgetting spell.

However, the Oblivion Charm went wrong, causing the wand to backfire in an unusual way. Gilderoy Lockhart was instead injured by the Oblivion Charm and was blasted into the ceiling.

……

Upon entering the Ollivander Wand Shop, Ollivander was clearly having been waiting for some time.

Upon entering the workshop, he spoke first, asking, "Vizet, have you considered how to make a wand?"

After a moment's thought, Vizette replied, "If we're just going by what's in the notes, it's probably just different combinations of wand materials."

"The process is roughly as follows: cut the magic wood, fill it with the wand core, and then seal it with the magic wood."

"However, I saw that cauldron here this morning. So I think a potion is needed to help with it."

"Because I didn't see any seams on the wand, I think that potions might have been used to hold it together during the wand-making process."

Ollivander clapped his hands and said, "Excellent! Absolutely right, potions are an important part of the wand-making process."

He stood at the workbench and prepared to take out the crystal glass containing the liquid.

Two pieces of magical wood were soaking in one of the long cups.

Ollivander continued, "This is a wand that I'm halfway through making. I'll finish it, and you can watch as I do it."

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