No one can disturb my retirement life in the Red Mansion

"Petunia, be good, come and measure me, just for fun." Mr. Ollivander was really about to cry, and was determined to help her choose a wand. He had also thought about it. Even if old Foster made a bunch of toy wands for Petunia, he had to ensure that Petunia had a master wand. A fine wand produced by their Ollivander's wand shop. Otherwise, he couldn't afford to lose face.

Ou Mengmeng couldn't help but look back at Harry and Draco. They didn't mind at all and were looking at them with great interest, as if they were looking forward to her making a fool of herself.

Ou Mengmeng was mainly looking at Harry. It was obvious that Harry was much calmer and more natural now. In Madam Malkin's shop, no one paid attention to who he was. The same was true here. Mr. Ollivander had no time to talk to him about his parents' wands. His mind was all on old Foster's challenge to his expertise, which was absolutely intolerable.

In fact, Harry is a bit socially anxious. When he first arrived at the Broken Axe, he was actually very uncomfortable. An orphan who has been living under the care of others since childhood has some orphan's qualities. He actually doesn't like to be noticed by others.

But now, Hagrid hadn't had time to tell him their version of the story of the mysterious man, nor had he had time to know that he was already a rich man. At this time, Harry was still a poor little boy, so he didn't have the idea of ​​being noticed, nor did he have the sense of responsibility that the rise and fall of the world depended on me. It looked much better.

Ou Mengmeng was quite satisfied with Harry's current condition. Thinking about the book, Hagrid took him to tell everyone he met, "This is Harry Potter," so everyone on the street knew that the savior had arrived.

Harry Potter went from being extremely despised to suddenly gaining popularity, which would have a negative impact on his future. Therefore, Ou Mengmeng deliberately did not push him in front of others. She hoped that he could first figure out his own life experience and then figure out what the three words "savior" meant to him.

This was also the reason why she first felt that Dumbledore was not a decent person, and even felt that he was not worthy of being a principal. Pushing an eleven-year-old child out as a savior was something that no educator with a minimum sense of morality would do.

And now, Mr. Ollivander was completely focused on the fact that Petunia's grandfather was trying to take her job. Even if he was told that this was Harry Potter, he would not be able to care.

Petunia looked at Mr. Ollivander, not wanting to hurt the old man's feelings, so she sat down and let the old man measure her. She grew up on this street, and she knew everyone. These people were her family, and she was not being polite, but her wand had already been made.

The reason why she could use her mother's wand so skillfully was that she had been trained by her grandfather since she was a child. She had professional guidance, and with her mature soul, her self-control was enough to control her innate magic power.

When she asked Old Foster to make her a wand and make a few more, Old Foster suddenly had an idea. He immediately realized that the wand he made would prevent the Ministry of Magic from tracking her.

You know, every wand here is verified by real name. Mr. Ollivander's theory is that not only wizards choose wands, but also wands choose wizards. So N generations of people make wands here, and each one is unique. In fact, that is to say, every wand is verified by real name, which is like an ID card, too private. She was thinking of preparing more weapons, but her grandfather was thinking of not letting people know. What she is best suited for, so that people can't find her flaws.

But she grew up on this street and was raised by them all. Seeing Mr. Ollivander like this, her heart softened again.

Ollivander was afraid that she would change her mind, so he hurriedly measured her arms, palms, and even the circumference of her head. He said casually, "Your mother uses a willow wand with a phoenix tail feather core that is 13 and 1/2 inches long and surprisingly hard. Willow is not often used in wands and has therapeutic effects. Phoenix feathers are not easy to tame, but wands with phoenix feather cores have the widest coverage when casting magic, but they take longer to cast than unicorn hair and dragon core strings. Generally speaking, such wands are not liked by girls, but your mother succeeded in mastering them. What a great woman! She gives people an unparalleled sense of security."

Ou Mengmeng looked at Mr. Ollivander speechlessly. The old man remembered every wand he sold. She really didn't think it was useful. In fact, there were only a few materials. No matter how they were combined, there was a possibility of collision. In fact, how to make each wand different was actually the magic words engraved inside.

The magic wand is actually also a kind of alchemical product, but because it is a bit more professional, it has become an independent branch. And old Foster is an alchemist, but outsiders only know that he makes magic toys. But a toy magic wand is also a magic wand! Otherwise, why would she ask her grandfather to make one for her!
Old Ollivander muttered as he measured himself, then turned around and took out an old wand box. "This was made by my grandfather. It's more than two hundred years old. It's made of the same material as your mother's wand, but it's only eleven inches long, hard and firm. Do you want to try it?"

"Has my mother tried it?" She was also good at using Eve's wand, but she knew very well that Eve was beaten to death by the Noseless Monster, so her wand theoretically belonged to the Noseless Monster. The wand was equivalent to surrendering to the Noseless Monster and could only be a souvenir. It could be used, but it couldn't be used against the Noseless Monster. And she could use this wand to fix Harry's glasses, but it didn't feel like it became a part of her body as described in the book.

Of course, Ou Mengmeng never believed in the nonsense of becoming a part of her body. In principle, she felt that this was just a weapon theory! This was contrary to the original intention of an excellent educator.

But she believes in hard work and technology. This is the education of Chinese people. Basically, as long as you have good skills, you can kill people with flying flowers and picking leaves. As for the theory of weapons, she firmly refuses to admit it. Most of those who tried to steal the Dragon Sword died miserably. Just like the noseless monster who tried to steal the Elder Wand, he still lost in the end. If you only believe in weapons, you will eventually be killed.

"Yes, your mother was a little taller than you then," Mr. Ollivander said tactfully.

Harry and Draco burst out laughing together. Although Ou Mengmeng was only eleven years old, she was obviously a little thin. Even though Harry was malnourished, he was half a head taller than Penny. Generally speaking, girls should develop faster than boys before the age of eleven, so if she didn't grow taller by now, there would be no hope for Penny.

Ou Mengmeng turned around and glared at them, then took the wand which was made of the same material as her mother's, but in fact it was completely different in both appearance and the magic spells inside. She didn't feel the warmth in her body as in the book, but a spring of water came out of the wand. Could it be that this wand also has five elements of water?
Draco and Harry were stunned. Their wands produced some sparks at best, but what did this one producing water mean? Was this okay or not? (End of this chapter)