HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 18
The four people signed and pressed their fingerprints one by one under her watch, and finally the girl returned the parchment.

The shackles on them had been untied, but none of them wanted to continue making trouble, especially Talim.

The three still don't know what happened to Talim during the period before they woke up, so they dare not look at Itana now.

They don't want to know, after all, a little harmony is good for physical and mental health.

The group of four stood in place, not knowing whether they could leave for a moment, quite at a loss.

Itana glanced at Talim's forehead that was still oozing blood, and took out a few bottles and cans from her bag, "Don't want to go back with this face and be ashamed? You come by yourself or I will help you."

This was a signal of a truce, and the tense atmosphere in the room eased a lot.

"No, no, I'll do it myself." He forced a smile and took the bottles.

He opened the lid and sniffed it up to his nose, and a familiar smell wafted out, "Baixian and blood tonic?"

Itana nodded, "You're good at potions, you'll pay me for the materials, right?"

The former sentence, which was barely regarded as a compliment, just comforted his previously devastated heart, but the latter sentence made him feel aggrieved.

Obviously you were the one who hurt...

"I will." Talim pursed his lips, poured out some medicine in the palm of his hand, and touched the wound on his face.

Itana started pacing the room.

She frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.Hitting his wand with his hands behind his back, the sound of hard-soled heels stepping on the stone brick floor echoed in the room, and each step fell at almost the same distance and time.

Suddenly, she stamped her feet, looked back at the four people who were much taller than her, walked to the side table, and grabbed their disarmed wands.

"What material are your wands made of?"

She casually took out one of the four wands, looked at several people, "Whose is this?"

"Mine," one of the shortest boys raised his hand slightly, "oak wood, the nerve of a dragon."

Itana nodded when she heard the words, and waved the wand without any change in expression.

A small spark shot from the tip, returning magic not unlike her black walnut wand.

It's not like using someone else's wand at all, it's surprisingly smooth.

After a moment of thought, she drew another wand.

"Grape vine wood... unicorn hair..." The girl gave a timely reminder.

Itana pointed the wand at the open space aside, "The flames are burning."

She then put on another wand, "Clear water is like a fountain."

The four of them just watched her try everyone's wands, bewildered at first, then amazed, and finally so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths.

When a wizard uses a wand that is out of hand, the magic power will always be a little out of control, and the effect of the spell will change accordingly.

Why is her spell so stable?

That is obviously their magic wand...

The wand chooses the wizard.

For some reason, Talim suddenly remembered what the store manager had said to him when he bought the wand, and he was afraid to think about it.

"I felt something was wrong just now, I thought it was an illusion..." Itana smiled lowly, and stuffed her black walnut wand into Talim's hand, "Try it."

With a weapon in his hands again, he should have retaliated immediately—even if it wasn't his preferred weapon, it could still have some effect.

But for some reason, he froze.

The previous thought hovered in his mind, what happened just now was so unreal that it was like a nightmare.

But it was indeed in front of his eyes.

"Huh?" The girl cast her gaze, and Talim's fingers holding the wand turned white.

He opened his mouth, his lips trembling slightly, "Luminescence flickers..."

The trembling voice echoed in the quiet room, and the black walnut wood gradually raised a gleam of light, which was as weak as a candle that might be extinguished in the wind at any time.

The feeling of the magic being blocked is so clear.

He turned his head little by little, looking at the wand that belonged to him in Itana's hand.

"Try again." She drew back the black walnut wand and gave him back the original wand.

He grasped the wand, closed his eyes, the feeling at the fingertips was strange yet familiar.

When Talim opened his eyes again, the fear of what would happen disappeared, replaced by the powerlessness of the dust.

"Try to see if it still works?" Itana's words were like the cold wind of winter empowerment, which made him feel sober.

"Lumos..." He thought his voice had never been so husky.

A spot of light emerged from the tip of the staff, much larger than the one just now.

But - it's different.

His hand loosened, and his wand rolled to the ground.

For the first time, his wand was repelling him, and his magic could no longer fully grasp the old friend that had been with him for five full years.

"It doesn't look good." Itana almost ruthlessly commented, she leaned over to pick up the wand that had rolled to her feet, then raised her head again, her deep blue eyes seemed to be able to swallow all the light.

The corner of Talim's mouth twitched and wanted to smile, but he couldn't do so. He stared blankly at the wand in Itana's hand, and the other three also looked at them blankly.

Suffocating conjectures hovered in his mind, and no one dared to touch them.

But in the end someone punctured it.

"Your magic wand seems to have chosen me."

Itana frowned slightly, this was indeed not what she expected, who knew that the stolen wand would turn against her so resolutely.

"You guys should try it too." She looked at the remaining three people, their breathing became heavier, and they looked at their former wand in fear.

Things happened without any accident, in a form they didn't want to see.

After being disarmed, the wand re-selected its owner. Even though that person had been recognized by several wands, they still chose this girl.

In short, the heart of the wand has been stolen.

"Why don't you go back and buy a new one?" Seeing Talim's and others' green expressions, she somehow felt that she was the villain who bullied her classmates.

Forget it, lifted the spell at the door, and she walked out, "Remember to abide by the contract, or I will disarm you after you get new wands, and finally I will display your wands to let everyone know."

That's like being green and telling the world, it's vicious.

"..." The four were silent.

They looked at the wands in their hands and fell into an even greater silence.

This world is a bit too magical.

Now Itana has reason to believe that when she first picked out a wand in Ollivander's wand shop, there was a high probability that she would be able to fit all the wands in the shop.

Before, I was wondering how it was successful once, and anyone who dared to accept it would accept it, right?
I finally dare to say that I am a time traveler, nothing special, I look like a cannon fodder supporting role, just kidding, she is super brave, okay!

Itana amused herself while wandering around the castle at night, not worried about the curfew at all.

Because now she is undoubtedly on a night tour, and it is already eleven o'clock.

That's probably the way it is.

So brave Itana was caught by the porter as she walked through a porch.

The gatekeeper Solo had a gloomy face, half of his face was illuminated by the lantern, and the other half was hidden in the darkness, making it inexplicable.

"Miss, it should be bedtime now, please explain why you are here."

　Ok? ? ?One more chapter in hand slipping, I'm cracked!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)