On the thirty-first of August, Harry found himself in Ollivander's shop again. The wandmaker had gone to his workshop to retrieve the wand. When he came back, he brought the wand in a box.
"This is my finest work if I do say so myself," said Ollivander happily as he opened the box. Harry gaped at the beauty of the wand that was inside it. It had changed significantly.
"The wand is fifteen inches now," he continued. "I managed to infuse the tip of the fang with the focus of the wand. The entire length of the wand is covered with fang ivory and Yew wood which are intertwined with each other. This certainly is a unique wand, Mr Potter, because I have never created anything like it. I must confess, it was inspiring to work on something like this. I thought it would be thicker, but I managed to work the ivory in such a way that it now sticks to the Yew wood like a second skin. The thickness has only marginally increased, but I couldn't help but increase the length. It is still very rigid, unfortunately, but that certainly explains your personality."
"What do you mean?" asked Harry curiously.
Ollivander paused for a second. "A wand of this flexibility will only give their true loyalty to someone who has faced a great personal tragedy. It is the best when it comes to offensive magic and has a stigma on magic that is frivolous and silly. Owners of highly rigid wands also have a tough time trusting others and they prefer to be left alone. You can tell a lot about a person by studying their wand. Yew is a wood which is quite unusual because they tend to have more power than others and hence has a somewhat dark reputation. Those who don't study wand lore tend to fear the Yew wand based on the superstition that only dark wizards carry such a wand, which is not true at all. The owner of a Yew wand is never a mediocre wizard; quite the opposite in that they are exceptional and sometimes notorious. The Dark Lord is a perfect example of this and so are you."
"The Thunderbird is a powerful magical creature. It is like an eagle in its majesty and power. Not everyone can handle a wand which has a thunderbird feather as a core. It is highly adaptable to combative magic and it won't back away from a fight when provoked. The thunderbird has a powerful affinity with nature and is a symbol of creation and destruction. An eagle is said to be the king of the sky and magical creatures like thunderbirds, hippogriffs and griffins are the same. You bow down to no one. The basilisk is also the king of serpents and its venom is the deadliest poison ever known in the world. The fact that you survived after getting bitten by one is a wonder in itself. It is unheard of and that's why you have a connection with this fang."
Harry blushed because he felt quite exposed in front of the old wandmaker. He didn't like it when people knew so much about him and he was astounded that Ollivander managed to describe him so accurately just by studying his wand!
"What about Dylan's wand?"
"Ah, Mr Lestrange," mused Ollivander. "His wood comes from the branch of a Rowan tree. From what I know, Rowan wands tend to be more protective than any other and are very skilled in all kinds of defensive magic. It is quite common among wandmakers to say that no dark witch or wizard has ever owned a Rowan wand. A true owner of such a wand is clear-headed and pure-hearted, but don't be fooled. Rowan wands are very powerful in the hands of a skilled warrior and should never be underestimated. Mr Lestrange has great potential and I am quite looking forward to what he does with his life. His wand is also supple, which means he is usually gentle, warm, humble and kind-hearted. The phoenix feather core shows that while he is free-spirited, his loyalty once earned is not something anyone can shatter easily. It is still too early to say anything for certain, though. Each witch or wizard is different just as each wand is different."
"Can you tell me about the wand of Daphne Greengrass?" asked Harry, his mind spinning.
"Hmm, Miss Greengrass," muttered Ollivander, lost in thought. "Walnut and Dragon Heartstring, twelve and a half inches; walnut wands find the ideal mate in the hands of highly intelligent witches and wizards. Enchanters and magical innovators much prefer this wand wood and the Dragon Heartstring core coupled with the wood makes it a truly lethal wand in the hands of a warrior. Yes, we can expect great things from her as well."
Harry nodded and picked up his wand from the box. The moment his hand gripped the handle, power seemed to ooze out of him as the wand hummed in his hand.
"Oh this is amazing," Harry breathed out in awe. "I've never felt so connected with my wand before. You truly are a great wizard, Mr Ollivander."
"I'm just doing my job, Mr Potter," said Ollivander with a smile. Harry then exited the shop a hundred Galleons lighter, but extremely satisfied.
After he left, Ollivander smiled, his silvery eyes looming over the boy outside as another vision of the future became visible in front of his very eyes. "The Saviour of Magic," he whispered. "Yes, as I said, we can expect great things from you, Harry Potter. Some might view it as terrible, but it is necessary. Universal greatness usually comes at a cost of enormous personal suffering, Harry Potter. I just hope you don't crumble before you fulfil your destiny. As long as you take the right decisions, Magic can be saved. If not, the entire planet is doomed."
He walked to the back of his office and removed a sheet of parchment and a quill. He began writing and once done, he sealed it in an envelope and attached it to the leg of his owl.
The letter was addressed to Nicolas and Perenelle Flamel.
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