This Hogwarts isn't normal.

The three masters' comments on Fleur's wand reminded Vincent of the double serpent wand he had created using alchemy.

Its lines could definitely not be called beautiful, but its extremely exaggerated length and the two snake heads at the tip were full of oppression, coupled with a large number of mithril embellishments, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura from the inside out.

In terms of performance, needless to say, it had the extraordinary power close to the Elder Wand, and it could also be transformed into a long-barreled pistol to achieve a dreamlike low-latency spell burst.

As for the fit, it was perfectly matched with him, except that anyone other than himself could not use the double serpent wand normally and could only treat it as a relatively sturdy wooden stick.

"Mr. Malfoy, it's your turn."

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Draco politely nodded to Krum next to him, as if to show his goodwill.

Then he slowly stood up, deliberately dangled in front of Harry, and swaggered away with his chin raised.

Such an extreme contrast was completely recorded by the recording equipment. If Vincent was responsible for editing, he would definitely cut this whole segment out.

There was no special reason, just purely disgusted.

Draco elegantly pulled out his wand and casually handed it over.

Merlin smiled and took the wand, his clear dark brown eyes seeming to admire a beautiful work of art.

"Straight lines, simple but not simple design."

His fingertips gently stroked from the tip of the wand to the handle, "The length is exactly ten inches, the material is hawthorn wood with complex characteristics, and inside is unicorn hair symbolizing loyalty and purity."

Grigorovich curiously leaned forward, "Hawthorn wood and unicorn hair, such a combination is too contradictory, good at both healing spells and various types of curses, but it is difficult to cast dark magic as you wish."

Merlin handed the wand to its maker, Ollivander, who also stuck it to his eyes and carefully looked at it.

After a while, he held it in his hand with excitement, "I remember, the core inside is the hair I pulled from a particularly beautiful unicorn, a whole bunch of it. It was so scared at the time that I was almost poked out of a hole by its horn."

After speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, as if immersed in memories.

Seeing him like this, Vincent also thought of the phoenix feather inside his alder wand.

Beautiful singing voice? It was clearly a scream of pain.

But he had to admire Ollivander's luck. It was not easy to pluck hair from phoenixes and unicorns for decades and still be alive.

If it wasn't for unbelievably good luck, then he must have real skills.

"Hmm…" Ollivander opened his eyes and gently raised the wand in his hand.

A string of silver-white smoke rings spewed out from the tip of the wand, they floated back and forth in the classroom, and then all returned to the tip of the wand.

"No problem at all." Ollivander handed the wand back to Draco with great satisfaction, "Mr. Malfoy, you have taken good care of it."

Draco put away his wand and saw Harry secretly wiping something with his school robe when he turned back.

His eyes revealed an invincible arrogance, as if the whole world was at his feet.

Before sitting back, he deliberately passed in front of Harry and snorted with contempt.

"Mr. Krum, it's your turn."

Draco smiled particularly kindly at Krum, who responded with a friendly smile before getting up and walking over.

The extreme contrast was once again completely recorded by the recording equipment, and Vincent was once again disgusted.

When he saw Krum's walking posture, he finally knew why he felt disgusted.

This world's number one Seeker seemed to have regarded the wand testing ceremony as a pre-match check for Quidditch.

With round shoulders drooping, straddling his legs, he walked listlessly towards the three masters.

Krum stuffed the wand over, then put his hands in the pockets of his robe and frowned.

The three masters did not care about his arrogance and focused all their attention on his wand.

Ollivander raised it and turned it back and forth in front of his eyes.

Krum's wand was thicker than most wands, and the curvature of the wand was naturally formed by the wood. The design was very simple, obviously a work of Grigorovich.

Merlin shook his head while watching, without finding any beauty in it.

Ollivander was very patient and carefully checked it, "Hornbeam wood, containing dragon heartstring, right?"

He glanced at Krum, and after the other party nodded, he continued: "Much thicker than people usually see... particularly rigid... ten and a quarter inches long..."

He held the slightly curved handle and chanted the spell: "Avis!"

The hornbeam wand made a loud bang, like a gunshot.

Then, a flock of small birds fluttered their wings and flew out from the tip of the wand, and finally flew into the faint sunlight from the open window.

"Very good." Ollivander looked at the serious-looking Grigorovich, "Hornbeam is a very rare wood. It also has another nickname, muscle wood, symbolizing toughness, strong but rough."

Grigorovich took the wand from his hand, "That's right, this is a work I am more satisfied with."

He weighed the wand slightly, "At that time, I accidentally obtained a batch of hornbeam wood, and this is the best wand I made from it."

He handed the wand back to Krum, "It still suits you, Mr. Krum."

Krum took out his hand from his pocket and put it back in his pocket.

The three masters also did not care about his attitude and looked at the last warrior together.

"It's finally your turn, Mr. Potter."

Harry stood up and brushed past Krum.

He handed out his wand, and Ollivander's silver-white eyes suddenly flashed with excitement.

"Yes, yes, I remember clearly."

Harry also remembered it vividly.

That summer three years ago, on his eleventh birthday, he and Hagrid walked into Ollivander's shop to buy the first wand in his life.

Ollivander measured the dimensions of various parts of his body, and then began to hand him wands one by one to try.

At that time, he felt that he had waved all the wands in the shop before finally finding one that suited him.

And this wand is the holly wand that Ollivander is now carefully holding up.

Harry clearly remembered that Ollivander was very surprised when he saw himself wielding this wand with ease. When he asked what was so magical about it, Ollivander gave an answer that he still dared not tell anyone.

The phoenix feather inside the holly wand was actually pulled from the same phoenix as the feather in another wand.

And this other wand belonged to Voldemort.

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