It was carved directly into the inside of the wand using alchemical techniques! This was the simplest thought in Blake's mind just now. There's nothing we can do...the materials are limited. If there is enough material. He would choose to use dragon heartstring as the core of the wand. Then use mithril to inlay the ancient runes into the interior of the wand. Then use alchemy to wrap the wand with other materials that are suitable for magic. In that case, the power will be even greater! Blake looked at the wand in his hand. Some are eager to try.
Although it seems to be usable. but…… How do you know if you succeed or not if you don’t try? But he also knows his own business. Although Dumbledore said he just needed to take it easy. You can use other wands though. but. In case of improper force. But it will explode! This was the first wand he had ever made. It would be a pity if it exploded. Blake hesitated. Ultimately decided not to do it myself. He put down the wand. Then he picked up the chocolate pudding next to it. The thoughtful baker even provided a plate and a small spoon for the pudding. at this time. Suddenly there was a jingling sound at the door. Someone is coming in.
Blake looked towards the door in surprise. Because Mr. Ollivander put up a closed sign today. Usually no guests come in. "why is it you again……" Cassandra frowned. "Um...you don't really want to see me?" Blake scratched his head. "I thought you went home." Cassandra said, "I came to Mr. Ollivander to get my custom-made wand." Blake recalled that this was indeed the case. "Um...Mr. Ollivander is not available right now." "How about you wait a moment?" Cassandra gritted her teeth. Although I don't really want to stay with this annoying guy. But if I just leave like this, doesn't that mean I'm afraid of him? So Cassandra sat on the bench again. She glanced curiously at Baker, who was standing sleepily nearby. "Is this your house-elf?" "Yeah...Beck! Go buy me three more glasses of watermelon juice." "Yes!" Baker was so excited when he received the order again. Rushed out the door again. To be honest, it's better than standing here and dozing off. He still prefers to run errands outside. "Money! Give me the money..." After sending Baker away again. Blake sat back down on the workbench. Fiddling with the pile of materials.
He was considering whether to make another one. Another idea... "what are you doing?" A bored Cassandra saw Blake busying himself. I couldn't help but ask curiously. "I'm making a wand..." "Hey! By the way, how about you help me try this wand?" With that, Blake didn't wait for Cassandra to object. He then put the magic wand he had made himself into her hand. Blake stared at her closely. Said in the tone of Mr. Ollivander. "Come on! Wave it." Cassandra rolled her eyes. So he waved his hand casually. "call!" A breeze blew through the entire wand shop! Cassandra's long golden hair was blown up. It was like a ray of light illuminated her cheek. Cassandra's eyes widened in surprise. This magic wand... like…… Pretty useful? "Oh! This wand looks like it would suit you very well." "Miss Worley!" Mr. Ollivander came out quickly. “Maybe you don’t need to tailor it.” "Let me see which one it is..." Then Ollivander was confused.
He had originally thought that Blake and Cassandra were just bored. That's why I tried it with his wand. And then just happened to get a wand that was perfect for Cassandra. but…… Ollivander would know any wand he made! but…… He has never seen this magic wand before! "Can you show it to me, Miss Worley?" Cassandra handed the wand to Ollivander. After Ollivander took it. Look at the wand carefully. “Why does it feel like it’s newly made?” “It still has the scent of wood.” "It hasn't even been painted yet..." ps: Come on! Let the data come more fiercely! The author has already posted three bone and muscle stickers. I just decided to update more! Other people's new books have 1500 words per chapter, mine is 2500... The author has worked so hard... Then everyone's flowers... votes... Chapter 39 Cassandra: How come you know everything!? What? You just learned it?! "A new wand..." "Still in my own shop..." Ollivander cast an incredulous look at Black. "Um... didn't you say that you could let me practice with the materials over there?" Blake said, scratching his head. "You did this?" Ollivander was stunned. "yes……" "Have you ever learned to make wands?" Ollivander asked in surprise. "No... I just read a few books on this subject."
“Then I tried to do it.” Ollivander's eyes almost popped out of his head. “And then… you made it?” "Are you still using the materials from over there?" "Yes...yes." Ollivander examined the wand carefully again.