Chapter 1337： The Wandmaker's Legacy

   "Crazy!"

   Spread out the latest issue of the newspaper, and seeing the front page news, Grigovich muttered subconsciously.

   Someone else died.

   Recently, every few days, Grigovich can see news that another person has been killed on the headlines of the news.

  The murderers all point to one person.

  The famous Voldemort.

  The ministries of magic from all over the world were collectively blinded, not daring to provoke this notorious devil.

   After all, even Dumbledore was killed.

  After the massacres happened one after another, Gregorovich couldn't help but feel extremely grateful that he agreed to Dumbledore's request and chose to believe the seemingly ridiculous advice of the young master prophet.

   "Life is not bad now."

  Grigorovich picked up the just-finished wand on the table, wiped the wand carefully with a clean cloth, and carefully put it into the long box.

  Although I feel less free than before, I can still do some things I like to do.

  Grigorovich knew very well why the mysterious man was looking for him, and he also knew that once he fell into the hands of the mysterious man, he would definitely die.

   Losing some freedom is nothing at all, let alone having a house-elf to take care of his daily life.

   "Mr. Gregovich, Mr. Anderson will come to visit you at ten o'clock." The house elf reported to Gregorovich.

   "It's a rare thing, he actually has time to come and visit me, an old man." Grigovich put the box containing the wand into the wooden cabinet next to it, which contained the wand he made in the shelter.

  Just as the wooden cabinet door was closed, a green flame suddenly rose from the fireplace, and a figure walked out of the flame.

  The young wizard patted the cloak lightly to shake off the dust on his body, then swept the ashes on the ground with his fingers, letting a gust of wind blow the ashes back into the fireplace.

"good afternoon."

  He raised his head and smiled to greet the old man who was looking at him.

   "It's really a rare visitor. I think you must have something important to come to me."

  Grigorovich gestured to Albert to sit down, and asked Albert straight to the point why he came, obviously not thinking that Albert came to visit him on a whim.

   "Well, I just got some bad news."

   Albert sat down opposite Grigovich, glanced at the newspaper on the table, and said thank you to the house elf who brought the tea before he began to explain his reason for coming.

   "You should have also noticed that the mysterious man is frantically searching for your traces, and many people have suffered bad luck and lost their lives." Albert took the newspaper and quickly read the headlines on it.

   "Did you get that wand?"

  Grigorovich didn't care about this matter, but couldn't help but ask about another matter.

   "Well, I have the wand." Albert said noncommittally, "Dumbledore gave it to me before he died."

   "Can you..."

  Grigorovich still hasn't given up on cracking the secret of that wand.

   "I didn't bring it with me." Albert spread his hands and said.

   "You're not going to use it?"

Gregorovich was very surprised. He had owned that wand before, so he knew very well what kind of power that wand possessed. This is why Gregorovich racked his brains to decipher, research and copy the characteristics of the Elder Wand. reason.

   "I prefer my own wand." Albert shook the red cedar wand and said, "It always brings me luck."

   "It's just a rumor that redwood can bring good luck to users. I think you should know it better than anyone else."

   Grigorovich muttered.

   "Anyway, I prefer my wand." Albert wiped his wand gently with a handkerchief.

   "Well, as long as you like it." Grigorovitch didn't hesitate, and asked another matter, "Who was the **** thief who stole the wand back then?"

   "Gellert Grindelwald."

   Albert sipped his black tea and said with a smile, "Didn't you guess it too?"

   "I think so too. People who own the Elder Wand are usually vicious dark wizards. Apart from the famous Dark Lord, I think there is probably no one else." Gregorovitch laughed at himself.

  Back then, when Dumbledore came to visit, Gregorovich recognized the wand at a glance, and understood who the thief was.

   Dumbledore?

   Obviously impossible.

  How did Dumbledore get the Elder Wand?

  Probably got it from the **** thief, or someone else, after all, the Elder Wand changes hands so fast, it has been a century since he was stolen.

  God knows how many times it changed hands.

   And Dumbledore defeated the most famous dark wizard is Grindelwald.

  Age is also in line.

   "You must have other things to find me!" Grigovich asked again.

   "Well, I'm somewhat interested in wand making." Albert said softly.

   "You are really...greedy." Grigovich looked at Albert again, and asked curiously: "Are you also planning to become a wand maker? You have already achieved so many incredible achievements."

   "I'm still young, so I have to find something to do for myself, and Dumbledore is equally knowledgeable." Albert explained calmly.

"If I were you, I would delve into a certain field. Forget it, that is your own choice. Maybe geniuses are not something ordinary people can guess." Grigovich seemed to think of something, and laughed at himself: "I I can give it to you, but I want to see the Elder Wand again."

   "Are you still not planning to give up?" Albert raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Why give up, I've been researching and manufacturing wands all my life, and I've never seen a wand as powerful as the Elder Wand, you should be able to feel the power of that wand too!" Gregorovic raised his hand to interrupt Abel He continued: "I have studied the history of the Elder Wand, and its origin may be related to the story of the three brothers in the "Poetry Beedle Tales". This wand has always been accompanied by a long and **** history. While the original source points to the Peverell brothers, I personally think that Antioch Peverell, who made this wand, was a very good wandmaker."

   "Since Antioch Peverell can make such a wand, so can I." Grigorovich was very confident in his wand making.

"I can lend you the Elder Wand temporarily, but I need a contract to guarantee this transaction, and you should be very clear that even if I lend it to you, you will not be able to use it normally at all." Albert reminded .

"You are more cautious than I expected." Gregorovitch muttered, "Although your request is a bit harsh for an old man like me, it is not a bad thing, after all, your opponent is the Dark Lord, I hope you can kill him."

   As he spoke, Grigovich picked up his wand and waved it lightly. A wooden box flew out of the workshop and landed in front of the two of them.

  Grigorovich pushed the wooden box in front of Albert.

   "The result of my life's research, I think you want this thing."

   "It is the job of the savior to kill the mysterious man." Albert corrected.

   "Damn messiah, when will I see that wand."

   "Next time I will lend you the Elder Wand temporarily."

   Albert opened the wooden box and flipped through Grigovich's notes.

   "How is your wand-making level?" Gregorovich asked, "I have ready-made materials in my workshop, would you mind showing me?"

   "You won't regret it."

  Albert did not intend to demonstrate to Gregorovich, but took out a bag, took out several wands from it and arranged them on the table one by one.

   "This is the wand I made." He gestured to Gregorovich.

   "Snakewood."

  Grigorovich waved lightly, and after checking the top of the wand, he looked up at Albert and asked, "What kind of wand core is this?"

   "The heart nerve of the basilisk."

   "What nerve?"

  Grigorovich suspected that he had heard wrong.

   "The Basilisk."

   "Damn it, you can still find that thing now? You must have killed a basilisk!" Grigovich had no doubt that the guy in front of him had the ability to hunt and kill basilisks.

   "Slytherin once had a basilisk... If you need it, I can give you some heart nerves from the basilisk." Albert said generously.

   "You can bring it with you next time. By the way, does the basilisk have horns?"

   "If you mean a slightly convex part of the skull, I don't think that's a horn." Albert shook his head and said, "I've already used it up."

   "That's one of the best cores ever made."

  Grigorovich complained that Albert was wasting materials, "It is said that Slytherin's wand is made of basilisk horns and snake wood, and its power is also amazing."

   "That's a pity." There was not much regret in Albert's words.

   "This wand is very suitable for using black magic." Grigovich swung it twice, and after making his own judgment, he turned his attention to other wands.

   "Unicorn horn, willow wood." When he inspected the wand core, he couldn't help exclaiming: "My God, Bai Xianzhi, I found that you really like making that kind of extreme wand."

   "Therapists will love it."

"That's true, but no one but a healer would use such an extreme wand." Grigovich picked up the wand made of mahogany and said, "This is the same, and I dare say the core is absolutely Porcupine mane."

   "Yes, this wand is very suitable for casting the transformation spell." Albert nodded.

"You admit that you do have good attainments in wand making, but I dare say that you are not suitable for opening a wand shop. Few people will need such extreme wands, especially for wizards who have just stepped into the magic world. A terrible catastrophe," Grigorovich muttered, picking up the last wand.

"What's this?"

   It was an unremarkable wand, but when Grigovich checked the core, he was stunned, because he found that the core was actually some kind of metal.

"As you can see, it is a very rare metal. It is one of the inheritances left to me by Mr. LeMay. It is said to be a by-product of the manufacture of the Philosopher's Stone. It is very precious. There may be only the last small piece in this world. Yes, and it's the most powerful wand I've ever made."

"I've never heard that metal can also be used as a rod core." Grigovich felt that he had seen it for a long time, but he was also very interested in it, "I only heard that goblins can forge a very magical silver device."

   "The goblin's silverware can repel dust, and only absorb things that can strengthen it." Albert reminded that he used the silver goblet made by the goblin to soak the unicorn's horn, and using it to hold water has a slight detoxification effect.

"I thought about using the goblin's silverware and that piece of metal to make a magic wand that belongs to me. Unfortunately, the goblin's technology of forging silverware has been lost." Albert did have a similar idea, and he took the wand Bringing it to Grigovich is hoping to use the metal with the help of the other party.

"What the hell, when did wand makers become full-time metalsmiths." Gregovich waved his wand to feel its power. Indeed, as Albert said, this is a very powerful wand, "I want to study Download this thing, you don't mind leaving it with me."

   "Oh, no problem." Albert nodded and said, "Take it for research, just don't lose it."

   "Remember to bring the Elder Wand with you next time, and if possible, help me get some fairy iron." Gregorovich began to chase people away.

  (end of this chapter)