"Gaunt, is that Gaunt?"

Ollivander looked at Luke and couldn't help but ask.

At Ollivanders' words, Hagrid was also stunned for a moment, and then looked at Luke in surprise. Although he is a rough man, he still knows the basic knowledge of the wizarding world. English wizards, and even wizards of the world, know this surname.

They are the twenty-eight pure-bloods of England, but they are also among the oldest pure-blood nobles in the entire world.

The Potter family was also a pure-blood family, but Harry didn't know anything about it. However, from Hagrid's expression and Mr. Ollivanders's tone, Harry could feel that the person in front of him was only afraid of an extraordinary origin.

Their current state gave Harry the feeling that he had met a new friend while walking down the street, and that friend's surname was Windsor.

"Yes, Mr. Ollivander, greetings from Luke Gaunt."

Luke made a rather complicated-looking gesture at Ollivanders. But the whole movement looks elegant and smooth. Ollivander also restrained the shock on his face and made the same action with a serious face.

At that moment, the feeling of kindness and old age seemed to dissipate from him, faintly revealing a sense of dignity.

"Greetings, Mr. Gaunt."

Harry and Hagrid looked confused. Professor McGonagall's face was correct. This is the oldest ritual of greeting wizards. And in those ancient times, only the nobility could use this etiquette. Now, even those ancient families would not use this kind of etiquette lightly. So this kind of etiquette seems to have disappeared into the long river of history and become the tears of the times.

But judging from the performance of these two people today, this kind of etiquette is just deliberately forgotten, and those who can really use it are still engraved in their bones and can take it out at any time.

She also looked at Ollivanders opposite, this old man, who looked kind and kind, smiling all day long, many people ignored it, Ollivanders is also one of the twenty-eight pure-bloods.

However, after exchanging salutes, the dignity on Ollivander's body disappeared without a trace in an instant. Gently and kindly, he smiled and said to Luke: "Sure enough, it is much stronger than those broken families, I will say how can the descendants of the Gaunt family degenerate like that." ”

At this, he stopped as if he had suddenly remembered something. Then he said to Luke, "I feel the breath of a wand in you. Ancient, noble, powerful. What's more, it fits you well. ”

"It's too old, it's noble, it's powerful, so I can't rely on it right now."

Luke also smiled helplessly. After all, a family that has been making wands for more than a thousand years is simply sensitive to the aura of wands.

Hearing Luke's explanation, Ollivander nodded as well and asked no more.

So he turned and walked to the shelf where he had placed his various wands, and with great decisiveness pulled out a box, then returned to Luke's side, opened the box, and pulled out a wand that was beautifully decorated, even with delicate carvings on it.

To be honest, when they saw the wand, the other two people present couldn't help but glance at the wand in their hands, and Hagrid couldn't help but look at his umbrella.

Well, sturdy, handy, but compared to that wand, it looks a little unremarkable, or rather, shabby.

"Try it, Mr. Gaunt, elm, and the dragon's heart nerves, twelve. Noble and powerful. ”

After a brief introduction, Mr. Ollivander handed the wand to Luke. Luke took the wand and waved it slightly, and a ball of flame burst out of the wand, and Professor McGonagall subconsciously tried to extinguish the flame. But the flames surprisingly didn't get out of control.

Luke flicked his wand slightly, and the flame followed the tip of his wand. Looks very obedient.

Harry couldn't help but be a little envious, the damage he had caused when he tried his wand had not yet been repaired, and Luke looked like he had found the right one with his first wand.

But at this time, Luke and Ollivander were both frowning.

Luke extinguished the flames and handed the wand back to Ollivanders.

"Sorry, it'...... Not quite right. ”

The wand gave him a far cry from the Slytherin wand fit.

Ollivander took the wand without surprise, then nodded, "Although it looks obedient, the feeling of deliberate welcome is too obvious. ”

So he stuffed his wand back into the box, picked it up and went back to the shelf and began to search.

The description of 'deliberately welcome' really made the three of Harry stunned for a moment. If Harry was not mistaken, he had been reluctant to hand the wand back to Mr. Ollivanders......

Harry suddenly felt a little sour. And the pride in my heart that was just brought by everyone's support and respect was also hit. Originally, he thought he was something special. But now it seems that he is not special enough.

While Harry was thinking, Ollivander pulled out another wand.

"Try this, pine, unicorn tail hair, ten and a half inches, mysterious and noble."

This one doesn't look as delicate as the previous one, but it still gives a unique feel. This feeling made Professor McGonagall feel that their wands didn't seem to be the best of the best......

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that this one looked similar to his own.

Luke took his wand and waved it lightly again. This time, a clear spring gushed out from the tip of the wand, gentle and clear, giving people a feeling of joy and pleasure.

Luke felt the fit, but for some reason, it still felt a little less interesting.

Ollivander felt the same way, so he frowned and held out his hand to Luke.

"Ninety percent of the fit is already very high, but it still feels a little out of place. It felt like it was missing something......"

When Luke returned his wand to Ollivanders, he heard him muttering. Luke was also moved, and if he really wanted to talk about it, maybe it wasn't because of something missing from his wand, but because he had something more on him...... For example, the system, or the vision and ambition that comes with the task of the system.

Ollivander returned to the wand stand, resting his elbow on one hand and gently twisting his white beard with the other, as if in deep thought.

And it was at this time that Luke seemed to sense a special attraction. He couldn't help but look towards the top of the wand stand. There was a new-looking box just above the wand stand.

"Mr. Ollivanders, can you show me that one?"

Luke pointed to the location of the box and said to Ollivanders.