Volume 1 Chapter 10 Is this a choice?
"It's a combination of elm and dragon heartstrings. You should have seen the owner of this wand when you were a child, Ron, Mundungus Fletcher, the short fat man with an unshaven beard and two short bow legs. Do you remember him?"
When Dumbledore talked about this person, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up in a brisk arc.
Ron obviously still remembered this person.
"The thief who came to my house as a guest when I was six years old and tried to steal the only silver cup that was passed down from my ancestors, and was eventually caught by my mother?"
Dumbledore laughed.
"Mundungus is indeed a petty thief, and your father and mother have never liked him very much."
When Ron heard his words, he couldn't help but curl his lips. When he looked at the wand in his hand, he unconsciously revealed a look of disgust.
And this look was obviously caught by Dumbledore.
But he did not lecture or reprimand Ron, but asked softly.
"Then do you know why your parents never liked him, but still erected a tombstone for him at his funeral?"
Ron shook his head in confusion, as if he had no idea about it.
"During an operation of the Order of the Phoenix, he was surrounded by Aurors from the Ministry of Magic. In order to prevent his memory from being read or to prevent him from being fed Veritaserum and leaking information about us, he did not choose to surrender. Instead, he made the most fearless decision of his life - he ended his life with the wand in your hand."
Dumbledore's voice was calm, but Ron's mouth opened wide. He had never thought that the wizard who seemed short and fat, unremarkable, and had no other pursuits except stealing things to sell for money, would eventually end his life with such an act.
Ron looked down at the wand in his hand again with a very complicated look.
"I'll take good care of him, Professor."
"Of course."
After Ron stepped back, Justin walked forward with a nervous pale face. The child had received a lot of stimulation today. He learned about the existence of magic and wizards, was taken away from his parents, and came to this carriage called a magic school. Now he had to get his own wand.
He was in no mood to choose, and hurriedly grabbed a shorter wand.
Dumbledore still patiently introduced him.
"A combination of cedar wood and dragon heartstrings. Its owner was Sturgis Podmore, one of the first members of the Order of the Phoenix. He was a reliable wizard who also died in the battle for the fall of Hogwarts Castle."
"This is an ordinary person, right, professor?" Justin asked hesitantly.
Dumbledore blinked.
"He may not have died as tragically as others, and he may not have made any outstanding contributions, but in this era, daring to resist the suffocating power is the greatest feat, Finch-Fletchley. Just like when we look up at the starry sky, we will feel that most of the stars in the sky are ordinary, but they are the only ones shining in the dark night, aren't they? "
Justin's eyes lit up and he nodded vigorously.
"Yes, Professor."
The other four people all got their own wands, and finally only John was left. Under the gaze of everyone else, he also walked to Dumbledore's side.
To be honest, he didn't care what kind of wand he could get. As long as it could be used, there would be no problem.
But the four magic wands in front of him represented four different people, which made him feel very heavy.
In the original book, Neville's mother was tortured to insanity by the Cruciatus Curse. Unexpectedly, she could not escape the bad luck in this world and died under the Death Eaters' killing curse.
The headmaster of Hufflepuff, Professor Sprout, is described in the book as a kind and gentle witch who cares for every student, but she died seven years ago.
Although he was not familiar with the two wizards behind him, they still added pressure to the heaviness in his heart.
He knew very clearly that this world was definitely not the children's story in the original work.
Students will not spend a happy time studying in the castle, and the wizarding world is no longer a magical world full of novelty and fun.
Oppression and slavery are everywhere here. Muggle wizards cannot even guarantee their own safety. The side of justice has become a stray dog, and can only wander around in exile on a carriage.
Originally in the story, people he knew died because of this, and he himself had no choice at all.
Although he is an orphan adopted by an orphanage, Jon's parents in this world can be traced, and after verification by two Hogwarts schools, he is a pure Muggle-born.
He didn't want to enter the Hogwarts Castle, which was called the "Training Yards", because that would mean he would be destined to join Dumbledore's side and become an enemy of Voldemort, who had already completely taken control of power.
Jon didn't know if he had this ability. After coming to this world, he didn't have the system and golden fingers that the protagonists of online novels usually had. For wizards, magical talent is crucial. People with talent are destined to achieve much higher achievements than those without talent.
But it was no use thinking so much now. The only thing he could do was to hold a wand in his hand first.
Looking at the remaining wands in the cabinet, Jon took a quick glance and stretched out his hand, intending to pick up one at random, when the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of the innermost part of the wooden cabinet.
This is a wooden cabinet with sliding doors. Dumbledore only opened half of the cabinet. Under the cover of the other half of the door, there is a wooden box faintly visible, which would hardly attract other people's attention under normal circumstances.
Jon was standing on the other side of the cabinet, which allowed him to see it at this angle.
His outstretched hand paused slightly.
There was obviously a wand stored in that wooden box, but he was not sure whether Dumbledore had placed it there specifically for the freshmen to choose.
If so, there is no need to hide it behind the cabinet door on the other side, but if not, just put it away directly and there is no need to put it in the cabinet at all.
Jon hesitated for a moment, but he had an inexplicable feeling that made him reach in unconsciously, grasp the smooth body of the wand from the wooden box behind the cabinet door, and take it out.
"Professor, can I choose this wand?"
After he got the wand, he asked Dumbledore immediately, but at the same time he opened his mouth, a cluster of brilliant silver sparks suddenly burst out from the tip of the wand!
