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Chapter 567: Wand Maintenance

“We don’t know where she is. She’s hiding and refuses to see us.” Gabrielle said, her eyes were a bit red. 

“I’m sorry” 

“Never mind. I’m used to it. Every year, she sends us a message. As long as we know that grandma lives well, my sister and I are satisfied!” Gabrielle said, with a lovely smile on her face. “As long as she’s still alive, we’ll always have a chance to meet, won’t we?” 

She looked at Fleur’s wand in Mr. Ollivander hands and recalled his grandmother. 

Fleur and Gabrielle’s grandmother did not die. Veela are very strong magical creatures, who live long.

They become beautiful young women and marry human beings, form a family, settle down and have children. When the man’s life is over, they’ll return to nature and never see their children again. 

They live in the forest, Lakes, mountains, and mists, and even if their descendants look for them, they will not come out easily. 

Veela’s hair is a rare wand core material, but it is undeniable that it has strong magic and strong characteristics in Transfiguration, healing magic, rejuvenation, and flame spells. 

“Yes,” said Mr. Ollivander, “yes, I’ve never used veela hair myself, of course. I find it makes for rather temperamental wands … however, to each his own, and if this suits you …” 

Mr. Ollivander ran his fingers along the wand, apparently checking for scratches or bumps; then he muttered, “Orchideous!” and a bunch of flowers burst from the wand tip. 

“Very well, it’s in fine working order!” said Mr. Ollivander, scooping up the flowers and handing them to Fleur with her wand. “Mr. Diggory, you next.” 

Cedric’s wand was made by Ollivander. The product, twelve and a quarter inches, made of ash. The wand was pleasantly springy and the rod core was a single hair from the tail of a fine male unicorn.

“Yes, I remember it well,” said Mr. Ollivander. He had plucked the hair from the tail of a particularly fine male unicorn. It was five or six feet long. It nearly gored him with its horn. The magic of this wand was very strong, and only a good wizard could control it. 

Mr. Ollivander was full of praise for Cedric’s wand and nodded in satisfaction. He gently waved the wand and sent a stream of silver smoke rings across the room. 

After Cedric, it was Viktor Krum’s turn. 

His body did not seem to have recovered, and the last attack caused him great damage. He got up and slouched, round-shouldered and duck-footed, toward Mr. Ollivander. He thrust out his wand and stood scowling, with his hands in the pockets of his robes.

“Hmm,” said Mr. Ollivander, “This is a Gregorovitch creation, unless I’m much mistaken?” 

Krum nodded and Hermione hurried to write it on parchment. 

“When the four of you were not there, I had finished the interview with Krum.” Hermione whispered, shaking the dense parchment in her hand, full of Krum-related information. 

“He looks hard to come into contact with!” said Colin worriedly.

“I thought so, too, but he just cooperated,” said Hermione. 

Evan looked at Krum with vigilance. If he’s guessing correctly, this guy seemed to like Hermione; just like in the books! 

“Gregorovitch is a fine wand-maker craftsman, though the styling is never quite what I … however …” Mr. Ollivander did not go on. Gregorovitch was one of the two biggest European wand makers on a par with Ollivander. 

“Well!” He lifted the wand and examined it minutely, turning it over and over before his eyes. 

“Hornbeam and dragon heartstring?” He shot at Krum, who nodded. Mr. Ollivander continued, “It’s rather thicker than one usually sees … quite rigid … ten and a quarter inches … Avis!” 

The hornbeam wand let off a blast like a gun, and a number of small, twittering birds flew out of the end and through the open window into the watery sunlight. 

“Very good!” said Mr. Ollivander, handing the wand back to Krum. “Which leaves … Mr. Weasley.” 

Ron hurriedly stood up, nervous, looking clumsy. He walked past Krum to Mr. Ollivander to hand over his wand.

“This is my product again!” said Mr. Ollivander, slightly frowning at the wand in his hand, “fourteen inches long, willow wood, unicorn tail hair. Yes, I Remember, it was a female unicorn, running very fast, only the purest women could touch it, although the length and magic of this tail hair is a little less than that of Mr. Diggory, it has strong positive characteristics. Only a good-hearted wizard can use this wand, and using it to release black magic and other negative effects will produce natural resistance, which is one of its qualities.” 

Mr. Ollivander did not wait for Ron to answer. He waved his wand directly.

“I have to say that you need to take regular care of it and use it carefully.” said Mr. Ollivander, looking at the scar on the wand, “Remember, it’s the wand that chooses to ignore the wizard, Mr. Weasley. If you go on like this, you may need a new wand! Of course, it’s still in good condition, but you have to use it carefully.” 

He made a fountain of wine shoot out of the wand, and handed it back to Ron. 

“Now that I’m talking about it, I have to mention that as the wizard’s most important partner, the importance of the wand is beyond doubt! The maintenance of the wand is a very practical subject. I suggest that such a course should be offered in the school.” said Mr. Ollivander, his pale eyes looking at Dumbledore, Professor Karkaroff and Madame Maxime. “It is something young wizards need to learn.” 

“Thank you for your advice, Garrick. Students really need professional advice in this regard!” said Dumbledore, suddenly turning his head and looking at Evan, “Mr. Mason, Miss Granger, Mr. Creevey, Miss Delacour, this is a rare opportunity, I suggest that Garrick looks at your four wands and see how well they are maintained.”

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