Chapter 22 Mithril Wand, do you want to transfer money or cash? When they saw the wand, both Ciel and Professor McGonagall were surprised. The truth is that this magic wand is very different from the magic wands they imagined. The wands that Ollivander had taken out before all had wooden bodies, with the interior filled with either phoenix feathers, unicorn bristles, dragon nerves, or materials from some special magical animals. There is almost no aesthetic appeal on the staff, which fits the description of "a broken wooden stick". But the wand in front of him was not only made entirely of silver metal, it also had an elegant and exquisite feel, with mysterious hollow patterns all over it. At first glance, it is simply a beautiful work of art. Professor McGonagall was the first to cast a questioning look at Ollivander. "Mr. Ollivander, are you sure this is a wand?" Ollivander seemed to have already thought of the lines in his mind and said it in a decisive tone. "Of course it is a wand, and a wand of considerable origin."
"It dates back to the time of the great wars between wizards and goblins, and goblins were known to have superior natural magical abilities than wizards." "But they were defeated by wizards in several wars. The most fundamental reason is that they have no wands." "Because of this, the goblins took great pains to steal the technology of making wands from wizards, combined with the goblins' skills in using magical metals to make weapons, and began to make their own wands." "It's just that they had just created a sample when they were defeated in the war, and the sample was lost." "Originally, this fairy wand would have been lost in history, but our Ollivander ancestors, out of curiosity and love for wands, searched for relevant information everywhere and restored the fairy wand using the same technique." "This is the one you see. I guarantee that even the fairies who created it back then would be amazed when they see it. It's exactly the same as the lost one!" Both Ciel and Professor McGonagall had meaningful looks on their faces. After introducing the origin of the wand, Ollivander quickly brought the topic back to the wand itself. "Unlike wizards who use wood and magical animal materials to make wands, goblins make wands using their most advanced magical metal smelting technology." "At the same time, they believe that combining wood with magical creature materials will cause the wand's magical properties to be lost. How can two different materials work together?" "So the magic wands they made did not distinguish between the wand body and the wand core. The entire wand was made of a whole piece of magic metal. This magic wand was made of a whole piece of the metal that is said to have the best magic performance - Mithril." "See the hollowed-out patterns on it? They are patterns that further enhance the magic power transmission performance. Combined with the silver body of the staff, it really looks like a work of art." "I have to say, fairies are indeed far ahead in this regard." Ollivander praised him for a few words, then shook his head with regret. "Unfortunately, the goblins only learned the basics of wand learning, and have not done any research on the connection between wands and wizards." "This greedy race does not believe in this mysterious and wonderful connection at all. They simply use magic wands as weapons and tools." "Therefore, this wand has no fragmentation, no master recognition, no loyalty or personality. It serves everyone who holds it equally and exerts the same performance." "It is not a wizard's companion, it is just a weapon." "If Ciel's magic power wasn't so extreme, I'm afraid only a material like Mithril could withstand it. I mean, I would never take out this wand no matter what."
Ciel's eyes lit up when he heard Ollivander's regret. Compared with Ollivander's wand-making concept, Charles was more receptive to the goblins' way of making wands. A tool is a tool, a weapon is a weapon, and a wand is just that. Of course, a wizard can have feelings for his wand, just like a swordsman deeply loves the sword in his hand, but no matter how much feelings you have for a weapon, it is still a weapon after all. Durable, strong and easy to use, that's enough. As for personality? That's of no use! Loyalty is of some use. But as long as it doesn't devour its owner, but just can't fully exert its performance in the hands of others, then it doesn't make much difference. At least in Ciel's opinion, if his wand falls into the hands of others during a battle, he is not far from death. The best way to make the magic wand always loyal to you is to always keep it in your hand! So when Ollivander was still about to tell his story, Ciel had already reached out and grasped the mithril wand. The moment he held the wand, it was not as cold as Charles had imagined, but had a little warmth and a metallic texture. But it is very comfortable to hold and fits the curvature of the palm. The weight is just right, not too light, nor too heavy, just the right amount. Charles' heart leaped with joy. When he held those wooden wands before, even the oak which was known to be the strongest, he always felt uneasy. But now, holding the mithril wand, this feeling completely disappeared. Charles couldn't wait to try to invoke the Eternal Blazing Sun Spell. The wand was waved smoothly, and the extremely sacred and bright magic power of the Eternal Blazing Sun Spell began to flow into the mithril wand, making the wand body and even the hollow magic patterns on it seem to be flowing with silver light. But as Ollivander said, Mithril is truly unique in the world in terms of carrying and transmitting magic power. The Eternal Blazing Sun Curse had reached the point where it would burst out whenever Charles chanted the spell, but the Mithril Wand was fully able to withstand it, and apart from the flashing silver light, there was nothing wrong to see. Even if Charles becomes strong enough to cast several Eternal Sun Spells in a short period of time, the Mithril Wand should be able to withstand it easily. Charles excitedly withdrew the Eternal Blazing Sun Spell, and then tried the Dustless Land Spell. Magic power completely different from the Eternal Blazing Sun Spell poured into the mithril wand, but received the same conduction and carrying capacity. At this point, Charles showed a look of satisfaction. In his opinion, this was indeed more suitable for him than any other magic wand. Ollivander also breathed a sigh of relief. If this wand didn't work, then he was really at his wits' end. At this time, Ciel asked Ollivander. "Mr. Ollivander, how much is this wand?"
Ollivander gave a number. "Two hundred Galleons." The number he reported is not false. Not to mention the craftsmanship, exquisiteness and long history of this fairy wand, the value of this piece of mithril alone is more than 200 Galleons, which is already a bargain price. Of course, Ollivander also knew that a Muggle-born freshman like Ciel certainly didn't have that much money. He didn't really intend to ask for so much, but he wanted Ciel to praise Ollivander's Wand Shop whenever he achieved something outstanding in the future. The last time he met Dumbledore, Ollivander missed this opportunity, and now he regrets it so much. If he had thought of doing this earlier, perhaps Ollivander would not be known as one of the top three wand makers in Europe, but as the best wand maker in the world! Now, Ollivander saw the opportunity to accomplish this goal in his own generation. He was already waiting for Charles to start bargaining, and then he would propose his own conditions and give the mithril wand to Charles for free. But the next moment, when Professor McGonagall was about to reach into her purse to buy the wand for Ciel, Ciel nodded to Ollivander first. "make a deal." "So Mr. Ollivander, you still owe me 800 gold Galleons. Do you want to pay by Gringotts transfer or in cash?" (End of this chapter)