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

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There were no customers in the wand shop when they entered.

This is quite normal. Generally speaking, wizards' wands are not prone to problems, and the main demand for wands is concentrated during the summer vacation.

Therefore, Ollivander's wand shop is usually much quieter than other shops.

Upon hearing someone enter, Mr. Ollivander, with his full head of silver hair, quickly emerged from the shelving room.

Upon seeing the two men, he frowned slightly: "Mr. Malfoy... I remember that Mr. Malfoy just bought a wand from me this summer. Is there a problem?"

Lucius glanced down at Angor, who was also looking at him, the meaning clear—let him speak.

Lucius approached Ollivander: "There's nothing wrong with the wand, Mr. Ollivander..."

“Ever since Angor came here during the summer vacation, he has been obsessed with the craft of wand making. He thinks it is a very interesting thing and worth spending time on... so he has written to me several times to say that he wants to learn this skill.”

"That's why I brought him here today, to see if there's an opportunity for him to learn from you."

As Angel listened to Lucius's fabricated reasons, a strong sense of déjà vu welled up in his mind—he had added a lot of roundabout praise, not to Ollivander himself, but to the craft of wand making.

He used the same method to flatter his superiors in his past life.

Angell: "..."

I'm starting to lose my composure.

"I wonder if Draco will ever grow up to be as successful as his father in his lifetime..."

"Or, to think about it the other way around, did Lucius, when he was young, ever have a time like Draco's?"

"Stop having such terrible thoughts!"

However, on the surface, he showed a look of longing, his gaze towards Ollivander full of anticipation.

As long as he was intentionally acting, no one has been able to spot Ingres's flaws.

Ollivander was also sizing up Angor at that moment.

To be honest, Lucius bringing Angell here today was a complete surprise to him.

His daughter died young, and his son had no interest in the Heritage Wand Shop. To avoid running into him, he had long since left England with his Muggle wife.

Ollivander was unwilling to see the cane shop close down, but the thought that he would personally hand over the Ollivander family's legacy to someone else also made him feel somewhat sad.

It was as if he had betrayed something...

Lucius had finished speaking and was calmly reflecting on his words.

—There might really be some secrets to the craft of wand making, otherwise why would Angor go to all the trouble of learning it?

Should we let Draco learn it too?

It seems quite necessary.

He was unaware that Angor would be learning magic circles from Dumbledore next school year.

Meanwhile, inside Malfoy Manor, Draco suddenly shivered.

He rubbed his hands together in surprise—the fireplace was burning, so it wasn't cold here.

Ollivander sighed as he looked at the boy standing in front of him, his head held high and his face full of expectation.

"Come a little closer, child..."

Angell walked over.

Ollivander looked into his eyes and remained silent for a long time. At that moment, time seemed to stand still in the shop.

After a while, Ollivander suddenly turned around, walked to the shelf next to him, took out a box from it at random, opened the box and placed it in front of Angel.

"Tell me with your intuition, what kind of master will this wand choose?"

Angor looked down at the wand in the box, and almost without hesitation answered:

"This is black walnut wood. As a wand wood, black walnut wood is not as common as regular walnut wood."

"Black walnut wands are typically chosen by an owner with keen intuition and strong insight."

"The black walnut wand is very beautiful in appearance and has a unique talent for all kinds of spells, but it is not easy to control..."

But Ollivander noticed him: "Take one of your classmates as an example?"

"Parvati Petit of Gryffindor".

"Hmm... what about this one?"

"Hornet wands are typically chosen by talented wizards and witches who possess a single-minded and pure passion, which some describe as 'obsession'."

"Hornbeak wands adapt to their owner's magic faster than any other wand, and can be quickly personalized."

"It is so fast that if anyone else uses it, they will not be able to cast even the simplest spells... The hornbeam wand is a wand with a strong sense of principle and self-awareness."

"Yes, a very accurate description. It seems you've spent a lot of time identifying and understanding the wood. I can sense that you genuinely love this craft..."

Ollivander's silver eyes looked at Angor. "Then pick them up and use them."

Angell raised his head and looked at Ollivander with a somewhat puzzled expression.

Ollivander's previously complicated expression had vanished; compared to Angell, he looked much more nervous and serious.

He explained:

"As a wand maker, your magic needs to make every wand feel welcome. They may not want to choose you as their master, but they won't object to you borrowing them for a short time."

"Just as no child would hate a parent who truly cares for him, a wand would not hate the magic of someone with the talent of a wand maker!"

"Even if you didn't make them yourself, they'll still treat you a little kinder because of your talent..."

Ollivander paused slightly, his expression becoming somewhat complicated: "There are two kinds of people who can do this. One is someone who truly loves every wand, like a wand maker like me."

"And the other kind of person is someone who makes all wands tremble with fear."

When Lucius heard this, his expression became slightly unnatural.

Fortunately, Ollivander's full attention was focused on Angor at the moment, and he did not notice him.

"So this summer, when you came here to buy a wand, I saw that the wand clearly didn't want to choose you as its master, but after sensing your magic, it couldn't bear to hurt you. I felt that you might have this kind of talent... Later, you even chose a wand that suited you yourself..."

During these past few months, Angor has mostly been reading all sorts of miscellaneous books in the library. These books don't involve Hogwarts courses or spells, so few people pay any attention to them.

These books also include some very basic knowledge about wand making.

However, Angell was hearing what Ollivander had just said for the first time.

He reached out and grasped the wand—