Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

The wand that Dumbledore is using now is the Elder Wand, which he obtained from Grindelwald, one of the Three Holy Weapons, with extremely powerful magic power.

But this also shows that the legend about the god of death is just a legend. If the person who owns the Elder Wand is as invincible as the legend, the current British wizarding world may be a different pattern.

"Elderberry, tsk tsk." The man looked at the "sleeping" wand in the box and commented. "My father told me that it was a wand that a dark wizard once held and that it gave him great powers."

The man's voice sounded just at this moment.

"Let me tell you a little secret. Almost invariably, elder wand owners feel drawn to rowan wand holders. That's what my father told me." The man blinked and smiled.

"This is really romantic." Furong looked at the magic wand in front of her with longing, and seemed to have imagined some romantic love stories. The two became attached to each other because of the magic wand, knew each other, met and lived together, and lived a lifetime.

"Rowan wood is also a good wood. It is hard and not easy to be broken. Its defense is the best among all wands." The man took out a wand from his sleeve and waved it in front of the two of them.

"My own wand is rowan," he said excitedly.

"And the wizards who use rowan wood have never had dark wizards, and they are all kind-hearted." The shop owner continued.

"Okay, I think I know the answer." Malfoy's mouth twitched slightly, so it seemed that the meeting between the two might really be destined.

The material of an old bee's first wand is almost self-evident.

"Is your wand not working well? I remember that Ollivander's evaluation at the time was quite consistent?" Fleur pulled La Malfoy's cuff at this moment and asked in a low voice.

"It wasn't for me," Malfoy explained, shaking his head.

"Do you need any other evidence?" Malfoy then turned to the shopkeeper and asked.

"No, I can tell." The owner picked up the feather duster at this time and started cleaning.

"That wand?" Malfoy asked tentatively.

"Do it yourself, my father told me that we are only its custodians, trying to pursue interests that are not in accord with us,

There will be penalties, and that's what my grandfather taught us. "

"Thank you very much." Malfoy nodded.

"You're welcome, by the way, say hello to the man who asked you to get your wand back. According to my father, he once received the favor of the old man." The man finally reminded.

"Okay, sir," Malfoy beckoned to him from the door as a response

After that, the two left the wand shop.

Although it is a "fraudster's market", the owner is surprisingly honest and kind.

The whole process was unexpectedly smooth. Malfoy thought that there would be some twists and turns in the process, but he just listened to this somewhat talkative man talking about wands.

Walking out of the store, the slightly drunk afternoon sunlight slanted on the two of them, bringing a touch of warmth.

"How about a drink? The cappuccino just now doesn't look like it's finished." Malfoy asked with a smile.

He was inexplicably happy after completing a task just now, and his tone was much more relaxed.

"Can you?" Furong said in surprise.

Then she hesitated: "I remember that you still have very important things, is it okay?"

"I don't want to be caught and charged with hostage abuse another day, don't worry, it's not a big problem." Malfoy thought of the short rescue and Dumbledore in the cafe's bathroom not long ago. Talking through a double mirror.

This call relieved the urgency in his heart a little.

He learned that the current situation in the British wizarding world was temporarily stable, and that Voldemort was in prison.

"I'm curious about what you did." Dumbledore's voice came from the other end of the double-sided mirror. When he hurried from the courtroom to the island where Azkaban was, he only saw a piece of The ruins, the tall rectangular black fortress completely collapsed, the black bricks and stones used for construction are scattered almost all over the island, the terrain around the island has changed, some places are inexplicably elevated to form steep cliffs, some The soil slope became a quagmire-like low-lying area, and the surrounding waves continued to wash the nearby rocks.

Such is the power of the angry Dark Lord.

The old man could even feel what was left from the flying stones, the Dark Lord's anger and terrifying black magic fluctuations.

His gut told him it was all about Malfoy.

"I just did what you might not have the heart to do. After all, dementors will get tired of eating delicious food from mountains and seas all day, don't they? Before I let them take time to taste the taste of living people, on the way home, they still I can find it." Malfoy said lightly, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

In the double-sided mirror, Dumbledore's long and narrow silver eyebrows jumped sharply, and then returned to calm in an instant.

"Of course, according to their replies, it's not delicious, even if it's open to a soul-sucking kiss." Malfoy quipped, as if he was talking about what to eat.

"You're right." The old man sighed dejectedly, just making such an evaluation of Malfoy's actions.

Rather than saying he was right, the Ministry of Magic has always been wrong.

Muggle society tries to avoid the death penalty for the so-called humanitarianism. It is also established under the control of the state apparatus, and there is almost no escape from prison. It is not unacceptable to carry forward the so-called kindness. After all, criminals It can no longer cause harm to society.

But in the wizarding world where there is a serious division of personal strength, it would be ridiculous to not fulfill the death penalty. Those prisoners are time bombs that will explode at any time, causing unbearable damage.

In the original trajectory, the group of terrifying dark wizards did not know how many times they escaped from Azkaban and returned to Voldemort's command.

If it can be solved earlier, it will not allow the Dark Lord's power to continue to expand.

In addition, it is worth mentioning that -

Facts have proved that Hagrid has made a lot of achievements with the support of the official government. He is more suitable to face those magical creatures alone, rather than being an incompetent teacher.

His hybrid fruits are savagely growing on the island of Azkaban. Under the terrifying number and the army of strange creatures, if it is not for Voldemort, it is almost impossible for someone to escape.

Of course, Voldemort has almost wiped out the creatures on the island, and the big man may be very sad.