Hogwarts: I Became the Third Dark Lord.

Perhaps it was the mention of Gregorovich by Rozier that provoked Ollivander, who considered himself the greatest stick maker in Europe. Wentworth clearly sensed that Ollivander's actions at this moment were much more serious than described in the original work.

Are you left-handed or right-handed?

"My right hand, thank you!"

"How about trying this one? Eleven and a half inches, ash wood with phoenix tail feathers, absolute loyalty stemming from absolute confidence. Ash wands will never accept a second master, because they firmly believe that their master is the greatest wizard of this era!"

Ollivander carefully took down a wooden box, took out a wand from it, and confidently handed it to Wentworth.

When the wand touched Wentworth's palm, a warm, midday sun in June suddenly shone through, illuminating Ollivander's Wand Shop.

Just as Wentworth was congratulating himself on his good fortune in finding a wand that suited him so quickly, the light vanished as if it had never existed, leaving Ollivander and Wentworth looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Oh, it's alright. I encounter this all the time. Some customers might have to choose from seven or eight wands before they can find the one that suits them best!"

"How about this one? Ten and three-quarters inches, an extraordinary combination, willow wood with unicorn hair. Willow wands always choose masters with potential. There's a saying in my family: 'For those who wish to travel far, willow wood will speed them up.'"

When Wentworth took the new wand from Ollivander, a green light spiraled up Wentworth's arm, and Wentworth felt refreshed all over.

However, just as Wentworth was lost in rapture and Ollivander was looking on with delight, the willow wand quickly dimmed and returned to its ordinary appearance.

Wentworth looked at Ollivander with a puzzled expression, only to find that Ollivander was also frowning and muttering to himself:

"That's impossible! It doesn't make sense. I clearly felt the joy in the wands. They should be happy, so why are they refusing to communicate?"

Rozier, who was waiting on the side, was already getting impatient.

"Is it going to work or not? If you don't have a wand worthy of Wentworth, don't waste our time. You're not the only top wand maker in Europe!"

Rozier had originally intended to put some pressure on Ollivander, but to his surprise, Ollivander's eyes lit up after hearing Rozier's words, and he exclaimed with childlike delight:

"That's it! That's it! I get it! I finally get it!"

Ollivander happily summoned a magical ladder, climbed it to the top of the wand shop's locker, and carefully took a box down from it.

Ollivander gently blew the dust off the box, then opened it, revealing a somewhat crooked wand inside.

"This is?!"

Unexpectedly, when the wand appeared before them, Rozier reacted the most. He screamed, then covered his mouth and widened his eyes. This was the first time Wentworth had ever seen Rozier act so inelegantly.

"Nine and a quarter inches, elderberry with the heart and nerves of a fire dragon, come, child, try it, come quickly!"

If Rozier hadn't been right behind him, Wentworth would have been terrified by Ollivander and run away! At this moment, Ollivander was nothing like the demeanor of a master of European rods; he was more like a wicked queen tricking a princess into eating an apple.

As Wentworth carefully took the wand from Ollivander's hand, a flame suddenly ignited at the tip of the wand, then scattered and exploded around it like fireworks.

Without needing to say anything more, Wentworth knew that this was his wand!

"Elderwood is a rare wand wood, more difficult to wield than any other wand. It disdains to associate with wizards who are not capable enough, while wands with the nerves of a dragon as their core are most likely to succumb to dark magic and are prone to changing hands."

"This is one of my early works. Back then, I was focused on creating the strongest wand and hadn't yet realized that the most suitable one is the strongest! That's why this wand has been idle for so many years. However, this wand has one advantage—it's powerful! Undeniably powerful!"

"A wand with the dragon's nerves as its core unleashes powerful and dazzling spells, and elderberry will continue to amplify this power. With such a powerful wand, the wizard only needs to worry about one thing: whether he can wield it!"

Ollivander looked at the wand in Wentworth's hand, his eyes filled with fascination and rapture.

Suddenly, as if struck by a sudden realization, Ollivander looked at Wentworth with a strange expression and asked:

"Do you know why the wands that initially accepted you eventually stopped responding?"

Wentworth slowly shook his head, looking completely bewildered.

Ollivander continued to give Wentworth a strange look, until Rozier behind him was getting annoyed, before he finally spoke up to explain:

"Because they don't deserve it!"

Wentworth was taken aback, then quickly explained:

“Mr. Ollivander, please don’t misunderstand. Grandma Rosier didn’t mean to look down on your wand. She was just a little anxious. I’ve always believed that your wand is the best in the world!”

Wentworth assumed that Ollivander was still angry about Rozier's words, so he quickly explained, after all, he hadn't bought the wand that was so perfect for him yet!

"Of course, my wand is the best wand in the world! They don't deserve it, that's what they say!"

What?!

Wentworth and Rozier exchanged a glance, looking at each other blankly.

"They all accepted you at first, but when they resonated with you, they backed away, feeling that they were not good enough for you!"

"As for what made them unworthy of you, I don't know. Perhaps it was your talent, or perhaps it was your ambition! In any case, they all gave up in the end!"

Wentworth was stunned by Ollivander's words, while Rozier looked at Wentworth with a gleam in his eyes.

"As expected of our future leader of the Witchcraft Party, his ambition is so obvious that he can even sense it with his wand! But it's to be expected! Just like his master back then! The King of Wizards, infinitely arrogant!"

Rozier thought to himself.

Chapter Nine: Occupational Surgery

Even after Wentworth returned to his residence, he kept playing with the wand in his hand, waving it every now and then, just like a child who had just received his favorite toy.

But when Wentworth opened the door, she found that the elderly men who had been with Rozier were already waiting for her at her home.

Just as Wentworth was wondering what was going on, Rozier closed the door behind him and gestured for him to sit down.

“Wentworth, now that you have decided to go to Hogwarts, we will no longer stop you. However, after discussing it last night, we believe that you should receive some training before you go to Hogwarts.”

After everyone was seated, Rozier got straight to the point and spoke to Wentworth.

Wentworth never imagined that even after arriving in Britain, or even in another world of Britain, she would still be unable to escape the tutoring.

But Wentworth was eager to try it out, after all, the tutoring here was in magic!

Just as Wentworth was pondering whether he should first learn a copy-to-double spell so that he could refer to his own work, an old man next to Rozier spoke up.

"You see, Wentworth's safety at Hogwarts is our biggest concern. I think we should first ensure that Wentworth has enough ability to protect himself. I propose that we teach him the Killing Curse first!"

Wentworth stared wide-eyed at the person before him, wondering when the Killing Curse had become a spell used for self-defense. Was the Unforgivable Curse really that powerless?

"No, are you kidding me?"

Before Wentworth could even speak, someone had already voiced their opposition. Wentworth secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that there were still normal people out there.

"As the future leader of our Bastard Party, does Wentworth really need to take action personally? This is a disgrace to our Bastard Party! Therefore, I propose that Wentworth first learn the Imperishable Charm. Then, Wentworth can simply control those puppets to do whatever he wants!"

Wentworth was completely exasperated. Although he still didn't understand what the UMNO people were talking about, and he didn't dare to ask, there was no doubt that they were a group of guys even more unscrupulous than the Death Eaters.

Wentworth is even starting to wonder if these guys can do any normal magic besides the Unforgivable Curse and dark magic.

At this moment, Rozier, who was still sitting next to Wentworth, interrupted their argument and asked:

"Wentworth, tell me your thoughts. Is there any magic you're eager to learn? You know, the start of your semester isn't far off, and we might not have time to teach you many spells. So, what do you most want to learn right now?"

Upon hearing Rozier's question, Wentworth, as if prepared, answered:

"Grandma Rozier, what I want to learn most right now is Occlumency!"

This was something Wentworth had planned last night. After all, the place he was going to was called Hogwarts, and the headmaster there was Dumbledore, an absolute master of Legilimency.

You see, there's no such thing as violating privacy rights in the magical world, and I don't want to reveal the secret that I'm a time traveler.

Upon hearing Wentworth's request, the others present began to whisper among themselves, seemingly discussing why Wentworth would want to learn a spell that offered little benefit to his strength.

"Clap clap clap!"

But the discussion was interrupted by Rozier's applause.

Rozier, with a broad smile on his face, said with apparent satisfaction:

“Wentworth, I’m so glad, so very glad. I was worried that you only inherited the potential and ambition of the Grindelwald family, but after hearing your request, I’m sure that you, like the master, consider us family. Thank you!”

Wentworth: "???...You're welcome, Grandma Rozier, it's what I should do!"

"What, haven't you realized it yet? I think you've had too much peace and quiet! You've almost forgotten who you are and what kind of opponents you have!"

Seeing that the others still looked bewildered, Rozier said with some dissatisfaction.

"Don't you guys even think about what Dumbledore would do if he used Legilimency to find out where we are once Wentworth goes to Hogwarts?"

"You know, Wentworth gave up the opportunity to improve his own strength in order to ensure our safety first!"

Upon hearing Rozier's explanation, everyone suddenly understood, and then, a hint of gratitude appeared in everyone's eyes as they looked at Wentworth.

Wentworth could only sit stiffly in his seat and give an awkward smile.

"That's not all. I just overheard you having a plan in mind! I'm sorry, Wentworth, I accidentally overheard a bit of your thoughts. I absolutely did not mean to use mind control. As soon as I realized it, I immediately withdrew my attention. Please forgive my rudeness."

An elderly man sitting on the other side spoke up, and Rozier then introduced Wentworth:

"This is Abernathy, who used to work for the Magical Congress of the United States."

Abernathy smiled and nodded in greeting to Wentworth.

"Yes, I do have a so-called plan, but that is..."

Wentworth, seeing that their thinking seemed to be going further and further astray, was about to explain, but was blocked by Rozier, Abernathy and others.

"No, no, you don't need to explain anything, Wentworth! You must understand that you are the future leader of the UMNO party. You don't need to explain anything to anyone! All you need to do is one thing: issue orders according to your plan, including us!"

"As for your so-called plans that Dumbledore cannot know, I am not surprised at all. You know, your ambition can be sensed even by your wand. We will always be waiting for your summons!"

After stopping Wentworth from explaining, Rozier suddenly spoke to him earnestly.

Hearing this, Wentworth silently took back the words that were about to come out. Whatever, I don't care. Think what you want. I just want to relax and have some fun at Hogwarts. Why does it sound like I'm going to turn the world upside down?

"Then let's get started as soon as possible. Occlumency is not a simple spell; it can even be called a magical art. To learn it, you need not only talent but also long-term practice. Abernathy, it's up to you."

Following Rozier's instructions, Abernathy stood up, took out his wand, and walked up to Wentworth. Looking at the terrified Wentworth, Abernathy slowly pointed his wand at Wentworth.

Chapter Ten: Defense Against the Dark Arts

"No, are we starting already? At least tell me what I'm supposed to do!"

Wentworth said, somewhat flustered.

"Be careful not to make eye contact with Abnersey, Wentworth!"

"Wentworth, think outside the box, think of something else, anything random, anything at all!"