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The dilapidated storefronts, peeling gold lettering, and dusty windows have not detracted from the popularity of this famous store.

Because the Ollivanders wand shop is a perfect interpretation, I am proud of my monopoly - the purpose of love to buy, not buy - as perhaps the only wand supplier in the whole of the United Kingdom, even if Ollivanders makes the store like a workshop, you have to pinch your nose and praise it as "craftsmanship".

But in Lu Yuan's opinion, this sloppy shop, full of stains, and a musty smell in the room, there is an emotion in the bones, called arrogance!

"Ding~" When he pushed the door in, the doorbell rang. There was no one in the room, except for a bench against the wall, and the rest of the room was filled with narrow wand boxes. Lu Yuan glanced at the bench where some paint had fallen off and even iron nails were exposed in some places, and finally decided to stand and wait.

"Hello," a voice said. An old man, half a cut shorter than him, came to him. "We don't seem to have seen each other, are you here to buy a wand? Ah, I'll take a look", the old man noticed the tip of the magic wand exposed in Lu Yuan's sleeve, "Willow wood, rooster tendon cane core, American man-made cattle stick?" Hahaha~"

…… Lu Yuan now feels that the dead old man in front of him is 10,000 times more annoying than the Americans!

"Ollivander, that's how you treat your guests? I thought you were going to have to at least go through your family history, then measure my arms, ask me how I was handed, and finally pull me and try all sorts of wands—isn't that what you've always liked to do? ”

Yes, when Lu Yuan was reading the book, he felt that this dead old man had a bad taste. He likes to pretend to be confused, doesn't give people a chance to speak, and talks to himself vigorously. In fact, he understands everything, and those interactions are all just a prank by a dead old man!

"But you're not a guest!" The old man pursed his lips disdainfully and returned to his counter, "You have long been prejudiced, just as I don't like you, and you don't like my work. You carry a garbage wand with you, but you have to come to my shop like a king, and you won't actually buy a wand I make...... Your Excellency Lu Yuan, I don't know what your purpose is in Diagon Alley, but please say, what can Ollivander do for you? ”

"Ollivander, do you know me?" Lu Yuan was surprised.

“…… We've never met, but there's very few people in this industry who don't know your name—a natural pair of hands, a terrible mechanic. ”

"OK, I see." Dare is that the background of the "legendary mechanic" (who has continuously manufactured artifacts and promoted to the title) is in play again.

Lu Yuan touched his chin and thought, did he simply use this to open a shop? With his reputation for making artifacts, he might even make a lot of money! In fact, Lu Yuan still underestimated his own background, although no one had seen him on the magic side, there had always been a legend about him. If Lu Yuan really wants to find a job, the light wheel company (the company that produces flying brooms) will offer him a sky-high contract!

"Since you didn't mean to greet me, then I'll just say my request. Ollivander, I need you to build me a cylindrical magic wand 23 centimeters long and 5.2 centimeters in diameter with the best materials, and the drawings are here...... The core of the rod is best to use the dragon's heartstring or the dragon's nerve, and you can help me think about the specific matching. My request is that the wand does not carry any attributes...... Well, it would be nice if it could have a 'sharpness'. ”

Without saying no, Ollivander had heard of Lu Yuan's reputation - he was famous for making some of the novelties.

But everyone in the handicraft industry knows that the prototype of the work processed by Lu Yuan himself is the best.

For example, the prototype of the sword of the magic sword, the prototype of the jewelry of the magic ornament, and so on. Many people are willing to ask Lu Yuan for pre-processing before making a great work. Having a prototype that he had worked on by hand meant that the work was halfway through the work - so his request, Ollivander would have carefully considered making an exception, rather than refusing it - because you don't know when, you will have to ask for it.

"Wait a minute. 23 cm is 9 inches and 2 inches in diameter. Cylindrical in shape, with bamboo knots, threads and fishnet patterns on them...... If it wasn't one of those things, I'd think it's a sword hilt! Ollivander's gaze moved away from the drawing, "Sharpness... Oh my God, what the hell do you want to do with your wand? Forget it, I'll make it for you. The combination of dragon heartstrings and purple shirt wood is very sharp! Like you, arrogant and jerk, I think it's perfect for you. ”

"Only a old man like you would think about that thing all the time!" Lu Yuan touched his chin with some annoyance, "Sure enough, the disgust is two-way...... How much? ”

Ollivander's craftsmanship is truly extraordinary, and in just a few minutes, Lu Yuan's "Mr. Horn" was processed.

Unlike in the past, when wands were finely crafted, he only needed to roughly work a piece of high-quality wood into the hilt of his sword, and then set a dragon's heartstring into the heart. The rest of the work will be done by Lu Yuan himself. The value of his work lies in the materials and the combination of wood and the core of the rod – a secret that has been kept secret by Ollivander for thousands of years.

"I gave it to you, no money...... Remember to owe me a favor. Ollivander pointed in the direction of the gate without raising his head.

"Now, get out of here!"

*****

"A grumpy old man, what else can I say?" Holding a strange "short wooden stick", Lu Yuan was driven back to the street.

If before walking into Ollivander's store, Lu Yuan's mentality was still "there is everything in the Ollivanders store, that is, we don't have half a dime in our pockets";

So when he learned that he actually had a terrible background, Lu Yuan looked at the bustling crowd in Diagon Alley, and his mentality had changed perfectly-"The crown is full of Jinghua, and the people are alone and haggard" - this faint sense of pretending to be forced is really intoxicating!

"Go to No. 4 Privet Road", toss the stick and catches it, and casually throws the original trash wand into the trash. Lu Yuan walked out of the cauldron bar, boarded a taxi and said. Since you come to the world of Harry Potter, how can you not meet the main character?

Four Privet Road is the home address of the Dursleys and the home of Harry Potter, the protagonist of the world, where he lives during his holidays, and Mrs. Dursley is his aunt.

The Dursleys adopted Harry when he was very young, but for a variety of reasons, the Dursleys did not treat him well...... No, it should be said bordering on abuse! Let Harry wear old clothes, live in a stairwell, go to public school or something, after all, it's not his own child; But it would be too much to let the teenage Harry serve their family like a servant, not giving them enough food, and even beating and insulting them!

It is said that Harry did not grow into another Voldemort in this environment, but became a red and dedicated revolutionary general, which is really unpleasant.

This year's holidays, Harry was even "imprisoned" in his bedroom for messing up one of Mr. Dursley's businesses! I can't even eat!

In other words, in fact, Dumbledore and the others, who handed over Harry to the Dursleys to raise, are fully responsible! Because these magicians don't understand the world at all, they treat the Dursleys with a threat in addition to magic! When Mr. Dursley learned that the Ministry of Magic had a rule that "magicians should not use magic on ordinary people", he was no longer afraid of this!

But in Lu Yuan's opinion, the Dursleys are greedy, hypocritical, and racist, and they have a lot of flaws! To deal with such a person, Lu Yuan can come up with hundreds of ways with his knees.

Therefore, Lu Yuan felt that since he was idle, why not help Harry Potter, at least so that he would not starve to death during the holidays......

When Lu Yuan arrived at Privet Road, it was already night, the sky was beginning to darken, and the street lights were lit up one by one.

"Alajo Cave Open," Lu said, pointing to the window on the second floor of Dursley's house, which had been welded by an iron fence.

Even if the wand is made to look like a sword hilt, it is still a wand.

This magic Lu Yuan was a little reluctant to use, probably because Lu Yuan's valve didn't open much—Mr. Neville Longbottom estimated that he was still working hard this summer to reach the level where he could perform this magic. But as long as he can use it, Lu Yuan's control over magic is unmatched. The magic pushed the soft fence left and right like threads, instead of battering ram into it, and the windows opened silently.

"Dream Beautifully", leaping into Harry's hut as the wand waved, a sparkle of light fell on the sleeping Harry and his owl. People and pets have comfortable expressions at the same time. Lu Yuan likes the magic of life, and the dream technique is the product of his whim, but the effect is stronger than "drowsy".

Because no one wants to wake up from a sweet dream......

After doing all this, Lu Yuan can finally carry out his evil plan!

*****

He smirked and took out an artifact far ahead of his time - a selfie stick. Turning his head again, Lao Lu had already turned into Harry's little Zhengtai.

"Harry" is dressed in tattered clothes, his hands clutching the iron fence, and he looks innocently and pitifully at the camera with his big emerald green eyes. "Good, don't move." Tentacle...... Ahem, that's right, we have tentacles! The tentacles pressed on the shutter, "snapped", and a photo of "Meizheng was too young and imprisoned" was gorgeously released.

No matter how you look at it, there is no trace of PS!

Then the selfie stick took on the form of Mr. Dursley, grabbing "Harry's" head viciously and slamming it into the cabinet! "Snap" "Snap".

Then there are pictures of the malnourished Harry Potter, lifting his clothes to reveal ribs, sunken cheeks and eye circles;

Then Mr. Dursley pressed Harry against the bed and tore his clothes with all his might, bruises on his delicate skin, and "Harry's" eyes looked painful and hollow...... Ahem! This is a private collection for Ginny! Lu Yuan's mouth shouted no, but the body would take it very honestly, and then secretly appreciate it every day! I'm just so witty.

And then it was, "Harry, you move to the side, this position is important." ”

"Harry" collapsed on the bed in half-disheveled clothes, looking at Dursley with tears on his face, his eyes pained, tangled, angry, and a little bit obsessed......

"Who are you? What are you doing?! Harry Potter, who was inadvertently woken up, saw "himself" posing like that, and there was a suspicious flush on his face! He's going crazy! How can you do this to me? I'm still a kid!

"Oh, Harry, listen to me...... Forget it! ”

Tianshan Folding Plum's hand simply cut on the back of Harry Potter's head! (To be continued.) )