I, the Dark Lord, will definitely be a good principal!

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When Angle and Draco left Madam Malkin's Robe Shop with their finished robes, the Malfoys were already waiting for them at the door.

"Mom, can I go to the Quidditch shop?" Draco looked up at Narcissa with anticipation.

Narcissa glanced at her husband: "Things are going well, we still have some time..."

Lucius glanced at his watch: "Let's go buy the wand first, and if we have time later, we'll go."

After saying that, he looked at Draco and said, "I can't buy you a flying broom right now. I'll have to wait until your first summer vacation!"

“We’ll buy you the latest model on the market then,” Narcissa said, taking Draco’s hand, who looked rather sullen.

Angel adjusted his cart and followed the three into the alley where the wand shop was located.

Draco suddenly turned around and noticed Angor's pale face. He wanted to say something, but in the end he hesitated and just kept glancing back.

However, the moment his eyes met Angel's, he would quickly turn away as if nothing had happened.

Angell thought to himself, "What do you think he's thinking?"

"They might be trying to deduce when you're going to faint based on your complexion."

"Fine, just shut up..."

Finally, he was going to have his own wand, and Angor couldn't help but feel excited.

And with this anticipation, the fatigue from shopping all morning seemed to vanish.

They entered the wand shop. Since only a limited number of students enter Hogwarts each year, the only person there when they entered was Ollivander, the wand merchant.

"Welcome, it's been a long time, Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy."

"Malfoy's children are of school age now... um..."

His gaze fell on Angell's hair.

A very, very, very true gold.

It's eye-catching and beautiful.

"It's not platinum gold, that's really rare..."

Mr. Malfoy frowned, not wanting to waste too much time here, nor wanting to discuss Angell in front of outsiders.

For him, the less the child's presence is, the better... well, it would be best if the child suddenly disappeared one day.

“Mr. Ollivander, I’m in a hurry. Please help my child choose a wand as soon as possible.”

Ollivander glanced at him, muttering something like, "It's not the wizard who chooses the wand, it's the wand that chooses the wizard," and turned to walk into the rows of shelves.

Angell looked around at the shelves; they were really piled up very high, almost touching the ceiling.

If it weren't for the power of magic supporting them, these shelves would probably have collapsed...

At this moment, Ollivander reappeared before them.

"I forgot the measuring tape inside earlier, kids, come a little closer..."

Angel walked over without hesitation, and Draco looked at him with a hint of surprise.

He had originally thought that Angell would act as if he didn't care about anything, as he always had.

Angell's expectations at this moment were unprecedented.

I'm about to have a magic wand...

With a magic wand, he can do many things.

He has Voldemort's memories, although many parts of those memories are very blurry because Voldemort's soul fragments are so fragmented, but the valuable experience is still there.

In addition to the books he has read over the years to fill in the gaps in his memory, theoretically speaking, he could take on any wizard one-on-one as long as he had enough magic power.

Most wizards' magic continues to grow until adulthood, and his current magic power is at least close to that of a fourth-year or even fifth-year student at Hogwarts.

—Angol's desire to study the "truth" of magic was arguably easier than most people's, because his starting point was the Dark Lord, who almost ruled Britain.

Truth is the ultimate power of magic, and also the realm of spells.

The measuring tape finished quickly, and Ollivander frowned as he looked him over: "Your eyes remind me of someone..."

"To be honest, it's not a pleasant memory, but I have to admit, he was a man of great achievement... Oh, Merlin, you're the second person today who reminds me of that person!"

The identity of the first person is self-evident—who else could it be but the savior?

"Try this wand, it might suit you..."

"Yew wood...it's that again...oh no! Stop it!"

As the flames threatened to engulf Angor, he continued to wave his wand. The wand trembled in his hand, clearly resisting his command, yet he had no choice but to extinguish the flames.

Ollivander's gaze toward Angor gradually became somewhat strange.

"Your masterful control of magic... and your incredible courage... I feel like you're becoming more and more like that person!"

Angor glanced at Lucius and Narcissa out of the corner of his eye; both of them looked rather grim.

"Try this wand, made of black walnut and dragon nerve..."

After trying dozens of times, Angell hesitated to speak.

"that……"

Ollivander replied somewhat hesitantly, "What's wrong, child?"

Angell pointed to a shelf in the corner: "Can I try the wand on the top shelf? I feel it's drawing me in!"

Ollivander looked at Angor with suspicion: "If your feeling is correct, then congratulations, you have the talent to become a Wandmaker. After you graduate from Hogwarts, you'll be happy to come find me!"

He walked over and used magic to take the box down.

"Elderberry, with a core of phoenix feathers, is 11.21 inches long and is very hard."

"Elderwood is one of the rarest wand materials. It possesses extremely powerful magic, but it disdains associating with any wizard whose abilities do not match its power. Only extraordinary wizards can wield it..."

This is a black magic wand with patterns of intertwined white floral branches, and at the end is an exceptionally clear white crystal.

Angell felt a sense of familiarity after just one glance.

Vold clearly sensed this warmth as well.

Elderberry...what bad luck!

Elderberry has a bad reputation, but the obvious flaw in Vold is that it's the same product Dumbledore uses.

And it's a complete copy, even the material of the cane core is the same...

vold is a bit withdrawn.

Angell also found it somewhat inexplicable—

Voldemort was only one-third of his own soul. Even excluding the original owner of the body who had no memories and whose consciousness was basically assimilated by them, he would still be affected by this transmigrator.

Although he wasn't exactly a good person in his past life, he at least had a conscience. After merging with Voldemort, he became someone who would still do the bad things he was supposed to do, but whose conscience would still hurt him (?).

It's the kind of pain that comes afterward, and he doesn't hesitate at all before doing bad things.

That being said, he had already anticipated that his wand would most likely not be the same as Voldemort's, but to be the same as Dumbledore's... that's a bit far-fetched!