Starting Over at Hogwarts

"There's only one wand left in the end."

Old Barty Crouch thought about the items on the list and looked up at a shop near the Owl Shop: "Go to Ollivander's wand shop and choose a wand that suits you..."

This trip is finally coming to an end.

Barty Crouch Sr. never thought shopping could be so hard.

"Any wand is the same to me."

Wesson Wright held the birdcage in one hand and said indifferently: "The greatest use a wand can play is to make people look at me like a serious wizard, and once the wand is lost, it is equivalent to losing the ability to fight. …”

Old Barty Crouch remembered the scene when he and Wesson were fighting, and said in a low voice: "When they think so, they are already close to death..."

Generally speaking.

A wand is the medium through which wizards control magic, and any wizard will take his wand very seriously, even Voldemort and Dumbledore are no exceptions.

However, for Wesson...

A wand's camouflage is far greater than its use.

Because Weisen does not need any medium at all, he can release any degree of magic power and use any magic, which is also what Old Barty has personally experienced.

that day...

The wind was blowing hard.

that day...

Barty Crouch Sr. was beaten badly.

Because he didn't know about Wesson Wright's abilities at all, after the whole battle, old Batty couldn't even cast a complete spell in front of Wesson, who was still a child.

In that battle, old Barty Crouch experienced the pain of Gouging Bone first-hand, and he finally knew when his son Barty Jr. became a Death Eater and used Gouging Bone on other wizards. how cruel...

"Let's go."

Wesson Wright glanced at the old Barty Crouch who was trapped in memories, and woke him up: "I hope we can find a sturdy wand in it."

"Sturdy..."

When Old Barty heard this adjective, he didn't feel very good. He thought for a while and then explained: "However, I think you should not underestimate the usefulness of a magic wand..."

Just as they approached Ollivander's wand shop, a dark-haired boy and a middle-aged man walked out of Ollivander's wand shop...

It was Cedric Diggory and his father.

The black-haired boy was holding a wand box with a blushing face, and walked restrainedly beside his father, his eyes seemed to be full of helplessness.

Have the father and son been picking out wands at Ollivander's wand shop?

Wasn't Cedric Diggory picking the right wand from the store when both Wesson Wright and Barty Crouch Sr had already stocked up on everything else?

Is it so hard to pick the right wand?

"Mr. Crouch, Mr. Wright, we meet again."

Amos Diggory saw them, greeted them with a happy face, and introduced the success of their father and son: "We managed to choose the most suitable wand for Cedric, twelve and four. A tenth of an inch, with a body of spruce wood, a symbol of pure truth, a core of male unicorn hair..."

"…"

Cedric's expression became even more embarrassing.

"Sounds like an excellent wand."

Old Barty Crouch's brows furrowed indiscernibly. Originally, he kept his courtesy towards Amos, but now he is a little overwhelmed by Amos' show off...

This guy…

It seems that he never cares about the feelings of others.

Everyone in the British wizarding world knows the situation of old Barty Crouch. He personally sent his son to Azkaban and let his son die there...

"Congratulations."

Vincent Wright interrupted Amos Diggory, looked at Cedric Diggory, tilted his head and said, "By the way, do you want to buy anything else?"

"Yes, I still have a lot to prepare on my list..."

Cedric nodded hurriedly, looking at Wesson with a touch of gratitude in his eyes: "Then let's go first... Wesson, we will see you when school starts."

After speaking, Cedric patted his father's arm lightly, led his somewhat at a loss to say goodbye to Wesson, and hurriedly walked to other stores.

"What is Mr. Crouch thinking?"

Wesson Wright looked at old Barty Crouch who was standing still, and chuckled, "Do you think Cedric's father praised his son too much?"

"No... Maybe."

Old Barty Crouch shook his head, nodded again, and his voice became a little gloomy: "In fact, Barty used to be very good, but I never praised him face to face..."

indeed.

His son Barty Jr was also very good.

It's a pity that old Barty Crouch never complimented him face to face once, making Barty Crouch Jr go completely wrong to Voldemort's command.

Old Barty Crouch is a very serious and dignified man in front of everyone, even his son, and now he is a little envious of Amos Diggory's simplicity and straightforwardness .

Although it looks stupid and even makes people feel impatient...

However, it is possible to express a father's love for his son so freely.

"Let's go, let's pick a wand first."

Wilson Wright shook his head and did not choose to comfort old Barty Crouch, but went to open the door of Ollivander's wand shop.

result.

When Wesson entered, he saw a messy wand shop.

The boxes containing wands on the shelves are in a mess, and wand boxes are scattered all over the ground, and the whole wand shop seems to have just been robbed.

Even Wesson Wright couldn't help but have some illusions when he saw this scene. Did that guy Voldemort come back to life early?

There was only one old man in the store tremblingly packing the wand box on the ground. The old man heard the door open and said subconsciously, "Amos, I guarantee that that wand is definitely Cedric's most suitable wand, and there is no need for any more. Chosen by other wands..."

"…"

Wesson and old Barty looked at each other.

Obvious.

In order to help his son Cedric choose a wand, Amos Diggory tortured the old man who sold the wand.

The old man who was packing was Ollivander.

One of the three best wand makers in the entire European wizarding world.

"Um?"

When old Ollivander heard the silence in the store, he couldn't help but look up, and saw a gray-haired boy and a familiar old Barty Crouch.

This scene made old Ollivander breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, and explained apologetically, "Sorry, I thought it was Amos..."

Because just now, Amos Diggory kept expressing the hope that old Ollivander would find a better and more suitable wand for his son Cedric.

A wand that doesn't fit will make the magic power of the wizard unable to adapt, sometimes it will silence the magic power, and sometimes it will release the uncontrolled magic power to destroy the surrounding environment.

Since they have so many choices...

This is what the current wand shop looks like.

"It does not matter."

Old Barty Crouch shook his head slowly, understanding Old Ollivander's emotions very well: "Mr. Diggory is indeed a bit too competitive sometimes."

"Sometimes it's really not a good thing..."

After the old Ollivander nodded obediently, he opened his mouth to defend Amos Diggory: "But he does have an excellent son, that guy Cedric Diggory deserves a father like this..."

When he said this, Old Ollivander stretched out his fingers and rubbed his forehead, and couldn't help but praised: "That child is really very good...how should I put it...that child is a wizard who already has an excellent wizard. His demeanor...I just watched him for a while...I feel like he's exactly what we expect from the little guys..."

As old Ollivander finished saying what he wanted to praise Cedric, he stepped over the wand boxes scattered on the ground, and walked towards them tremblingly, holding the shelf.

The old man's eyes slowly fell on the gray-haired boy standing beside Old Barty, and a pair of silver-white eyes couldn't help looking at Wesson Wright's face.

"This is…"

"This is Wesson."

Old Barty glanced at the gray-haired boy standing beside him, and continued softly: "Vison Wright, he is also a freshman entering Hogwarts this year."

"I want to pick a wand."

Vincent Wright took the initiative to take over the conversation and put forward his request seriously: "A wand that is hard enough, even if my magic power is exhausted, I can use this wand to break other people's bones..."