I, the leader of the esoteric sect, am doing great things in the infinite world!

"A guest has arrived?" An old man emerged from behind a wall of wand boxes, his light-colored eyes as bright as the moon.

He is the famous wand maker, the modern-day Ollivander.

He stared wide-eyed at the two guests in classical robes before him, and after a moment of stalemate, Ollivander finally sighed helplessly.

“My two guests… if you don’t lower your hoods, I won’t be able to determine which wand you should use.”

“Uh, I…I don’t need it,” Sirius replied in a deliberately hoarse voice. “It’s my companion who desperately needs a wand.”

Li Lin put down his hood with a grin.

Ollivander's eyes widened.

"I've never seen you before, but you're definitely an adult... so what was your wand made of?"

"Hmm?" Li Lin raised an eyebrow and stretched out his hands, which were playing cat's cradle, from under his sleeves.

The dragon's nerve would transform in his hands into the Eiffel Tower one moment and a swastika the next, displaying a myriad of shapes and forms.

Ollivander clutched his chest and staggered backward, nearly fainting.

87. Remarkable (Two-in-One)

As one of the world's top wand makers, Ollivander immediately recognized that the dragon's nerve was part of the wand he had crafted himself.

The old man shakily propped himself up on the table.

“Guest, please don’t play with it like that.” Ollivander’s white eyebrows drooped pitifully, and his voice sounded heartbreaking. Sirius had already lowered his head in shame.

“I remember it… It was a batch of standard wands that I made myself, twenty-seven in total, all made of pine, eleven inches long—two of them were eleven and a half inches long—with dragon nerves embedded inside.”

Ollivander sighed deeply: "Every Ollivander wand is unique because their essence lies in the core—unicorn hair, phoenix tail feathers, and the heart nerves of a dragon."

“No two unicorns, phoenixes, or dragons are exactly alike in this world, but for that batch of wands, I used the rare nerves of a three-headed dragon. They shared seven hearts, and the enormous nerves were enough to support me in making that batch of wands. I don’t think I can ever do something like that again in my life.”

"Sir, can you tell me why you treat it this way? Is this wand not comfortable to use? But a pine wand should be the most suitable material for its new owner."

“In fact, it’s not just that it’s awkward to use.” Sirius coughed and pulled the two halves of his wand from his pocket. “It strongly resists being used.”

“Resistance?” Ollivander’s white eyebrows twitched. “How could this be… Even the Unforgivable Curse wouldn’t cause a wand to have such strong resistance. No matter what kind of master the wand chooses, it is ultimately the wizard who controls the wand.”

Ollivander didn't delve any further into the matter. He knew that many wizards didn't like being spied on. He took out a measuring tape with silver markings from his pocket and held it up in front of Li Lin.

Is your dominant hand your left or right?

"I prefer a two-pronged approach; I can't favor one over the other when it comes to the harem," Li Lin said proudly, raising his head.

Ollivander looked up in confusion, and after confirming that he hadn't misheard, he muttered something as he walked toward the wall of wands:

"So he's a double-handed person... That's really rare."

"Who is he cursing?" Li Lin squinted, looking at him with disapproval. Sirius quickly tried to calm Master Li down.

Fortunately, Ollivander didn't hear Li Lin's complaints. He took a box from the wall of wands, opened it, and handed it to Li Lin.

"Acacia wood wand, phoenix tail feather, 10 inches long. It's quite flexible, give it a try."

Li Lin raised his hand to touch the wand. The instant his fingers touched the surface of the wand, the acacia wood wand shot out like a missile and stuck in the ceiling.

Ollivander stared in astonishment at the wand on the ceiling, muttering to himself:

"Wands made of acacia wood are very cunning. They usually refuse to cast spells on anyone other than their owner and only show their power to the most talented people... It seems my guess was wrong."

“Here, use this one.” Ollivander pulled a box from under the counter and pushed it in front of Li Lin. “Chestnut wood wand, dragon nerve, 11 and a quarter inches long, very hard.”

"Chestnut wood is the most inquisitive and multifaceted wood. The properties of wands made from it vary greatly depending on the core, and their characteristics are greatly influenced by the wizard—"

This wand was even worse than before; it broke free of its sealed box and fell into the gap between the counters.

Sirius burst out laughing.

Li Lin straightened his face and pointed a finger at the gap in the counter: "I advise you not to be so ungrateful."

“This is useless…” Before Ollivander could finish speaking, the chestnut wand that had fallen into the crevice jumped out automatically, trembling as it fell into Li Lin’s hand, and then automatically broke in two.

"Truly a chaste and virtuous woman." Li Lin shook his head in admiration, then pulled out the dragon's nerve. Now he could use two dragon's nerves to make cat's cradle.

Ollivander's outstretched hand froze in mid-air; he had originally intended to retrieve the dragon's nerve.

“Well, well, at least I met an extraordinary guest today.” Ollivander shook his head. “If I may be so bold as to ask, before that standard wand, did you have any other wands?”

"Is a wand such an inconvenient thing?"

“Very good, very good.” Ollivander looked very excited, his eyes suddenly lit up. “So you don’t have your own wand yet, no wonder.”

It is not uncommon to use magic without a wand. Chinese wizards in the East are accustomed to using magic swords, talismans, and seals to cast spells, while wizards on the African continent even use their fingers to cast spells.

Li Lin quietly approached Sirius: "This old man hasn't been to Azkaban, has he? How did he interpret my words like that?"

Sirius shrugged, indicating that he didn't know.

Ollivander snapped his fingers, and the measuring tape he had wrapped around his waist shot out, climbing to the top of the wand wall.

The four boxes were pulled down with a measuring tape wrapped around them. Ollivander opened them one by one and placed them in front of Li Lin.

"Fir wand, 10 inches long, made of dragon's nerve, quite hard; ebony wand, 9 and a half inches long, made of phoenix feathers, resilient; yew wand, 11 inches long, made of unicorn hair, very flexible..."

Li Lin reached out to each of the wands one after another. Although these wands were no longer in their previous wretched state, they either did not react at all or only produced a few sparks at the tip.

Only the last wand shone brightly when Li Lin grasped it, with an ominous green light extending more than a meter from its tip.

Ollivander watched in horror as this scene unfolded, his legs giving way and he collapsed to the floor.

"Killing Curse... no, it shouldn't be the Killing Curse—this is the Elder Wand! I added a mountain dragon's brain nerve to it... but how could this be?"

"Hmph, so they found out? Damn it." Li Lin sneered. "Hehehehe... That's right, I am Voldemort—"

"It's best not to make jokes like that with guests."

Li Lin's words emboldened Ollivander, who skillfully snatched the elder wand from Master Li's hand and snapped it in two.

Judging from his fluid movements, it was obvious that he had already broken hundreds or even thousands of magic wands.

"It is clear that this elder wand is not suitable for wizards. It is quite troublesome for those with weak magic power, while for those with strong magic power, it will turn all spells into the same spell."

To prevent Li Lin from pulling out the mountain dragon's nerves to play cat's cradle, Ollivander took the initiative and pulled out the dragon's nerves himself.

"You broke my wand, didn't you?!" Li Lin roared in fury. "You 69-year-old old comrade, how dare you sneak up on me when I wasn't looking and lack any sense of martial ethics!"

He's always the one who breaks other people's wands; there's no way he's the one who gets broken by others.

He grabbed the nearest wand and pretended to break it.

However, the moment Li Lin grasped the magic wand, a golden-purple light involuntarily flashed through his eyes, and antlers as white as jade extended from the top of his head. Golden-purple twilight rippled between the separated branches, and the scent of hawthorn blossoms was so strong. Something extraordinary was about to happen.

The first-tier secret technique of the Double-Horned Axe, [Forked Antlers], has automatically started to take effect.

A flower bloomed on the magic wand.

Hawthorn blossoms.

Li Lin picked up the wand from the purple cushion in the shop window, and it was now blooming.

Sirius squinted, forcing himself to look away from Li Lin. Just staring at him made him feel as if he were being split in two from the very center.

Ollivander watched in shock as this scene unfolded before his eyes.

The mottled mimicry that Li Lin had applied to his body had been removed at some point, but Ollivander could not see his true face; the strong scent of hawthorn blossoms masked all his senses.

"This is the first wand I ever made by hand... a thirteen-inch hawthorn wand, with a pair of stag antlers as the core."

Ollivander's tears flowed like a spring. "I thought no one would ever be able to use it until I died, poor child."

"So, how much does this wand cost?" Sirius interrupted Ollivander's musings at the right moment, because as Ollivander stared, a faint line of blood began to appear between his eyebrows.

Sirius had no doubt that if things continued this way, poor Ollivander might be torn in two by an unseen force while in a state of madness.

"No money, no money!" Ollivander shouted, his pupils also turning golden-purple. "Take it! Take it!"

"Damn it, he's going crazy." Sirius closed his eyes, pulled out seven Galleons from his pocket and threw them on the counter. He reached out to pull Li Lin, but almost got cut the moment he touched Li Lin's arm.

"Although I have no intention of vying for power, I am aware of the suffering of the common people."

Li Lin's voice became somewhat strange. He pulled the hood over his head and rushed out the door.

The golden-purple twilight and antlers were hidden under the hood, allowing Sirius, who was following behind, to catch his breath.

Ollivander, who was laughing hysterically, didn't slowly wake up until an hour later. He reached up and touched his forehead, only to find that the blood on his face had already congealed.

The image of Li Lin in my mind was completely blurry.

"What happened...when did they leave?" He looked up at the magic wind chime in confusion, then asked even more, "Why isn't the wind chime ringing?"

......

Back in Knockover Alley, a snow-white little owl was perched on Li Lin's shoulder. He had just bought this little thing from the Ee-la-Owl Shop, and the mischievous Li Lin named it Tom.

After collecting the three pieces of owl, antler, and hawthorn wood, the uncontrollable power within Li Lin finally stabilized.

Ollivander was wrong. Under normal circumstances, the hawthorn wand would not respond to Li Lin at all, except when the double-horned axe's exclusive secret technique was activated.

The hawthorn wood wand is the key to unlocking this special form.

"Is it because of the symbolism of the Sichen Double-Horned Axe...? Coincidentally, antlers are one of the outward appearances of the Double-Horned Axe, hawthorn flowers are an important symbol of the Double-Horned Axe, and owls are the messengers of the Double-Horned Axe."

Having figured out Si Chen's schemes, Li Lin calmly observed the small shop in front of him before stepping inside.