Irina stuttered a little, sounding a bit like Professor Quirrell before.

"Selena, Selena Crummin. What do you think of this name?"

Elena's voice became a little softer, with a hint of strange emotion in her tone.

"This is the new name and identity I prepared for you in advance. If you want, you can use this name to register your wand. Gringotts Wizarding Bank will also help you change all the information - Russian

During the translation process into English, slight deviations may occur, which is normal."

While they were talking, they had already arrived in front of a small and shabby store.

The gold-lettered signboard on the door of the store was re-framed, and it read: [Ollivanders: Making exquisite wands since 382 BC]. However, the dusty door frame still made the entire store visible.

It looks shabby and old.

In the dusty window, a solitary wand sat on a faded purple cushion.

"This is the legendary best wand shop in the UK. The contemporary Mr. Ollivander can be said to be one of the top wand craftsmen in the world today. You only need to step into this wand shop and you can have a wand that matches yours."

A new wand that fits perfectly."

Elena slowly stopped, pointed to the "Ollivander's Wand Shop" a few meters away, and said softly.

"or……"

As Elena spoke, she took out a long and narrow paper box from the inner pocket of her robe.

"You can choose to continue to bear the name 'Ivanovich', use this less convenient wand, and defeat and subdue those peers who are no weaker than you in the thorny Hogwarts.

Become a great witch."

"Of course, if you can complete some small tests, then I can lend it to you permanently."

In the carton, lying quietly, was a jet black magic wand made of biotite glass. It was covered with all kinds of scratches and wear. It looked like it had been used for a long time and had experienced a lot of intense violence.

to fight.

"this--"

When her sight touched the box in Elena's hand, Irina Ivanovich seemed to have been pricked by a needle and made a strange cry like a small animal. The girl covered her mouth and stared at Elena's hand.

of that magic wand.

For Irina, this wand is too familiar.

Among her best memories, she had seen her grandfather waving the magic wand countless times, directing the tea set to dance on the dining table in the living room at home, or conjuring up lively little animals in front of her, bright and colorful.

Flower group.

only……

"No way! It, grandpa - those people at the Ministry of Magic are not -"

"Oh, sure, it took a lot of work to get it out."

Elena shrugged and said casually.

"Fortunately, the Ministry of Magic of the Soviet Union has been disbanded, and the Russian Ministry of Magic officials who have just taken over this area are obviously much easier to talk to... It is definitely more cost-effective than leaving it in the cabinet of the Ministry of Magic to eat dust and earn some extra money to support the family.

Already."

"……grandfather."

Elena bit her lip and carefully took the wand from Elena's hand.

There is a shallow dent in the lower right corner of the wand near the end, which looks like the mark of some kind of rodent bite. That was when she was five years old, and she bit the wand intentionally because she was angry with her grandfather.

Mark of.

This is something that even her father doesn't know about. It's just a little secret between her and her grandfather.

"This is not Hogwarts. Hogwarts would not do such dangerous things."

Irina breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the corners of her eyes, carefully put the wand in her pocket, turned around and looked at the little white-haired devil standing next to her, took a deep breath,

A look of determination appeared on his face.

"In short... thank you. Ms. Elena Kaslana, although I don't know what you and the forces behind you hope to get, but grandpa once said that there will never be free gifts in this world. You have paid so much

A lot of thought and arrangements - then, what is the price? And what are the tests you mentioned?"

"What a surprise. Frankly speaking, I didn't expect you to be so - unique."

Elena raised her eyebrows in surprise and looked at the little Russian witch in front of her with interest.

According to her original idea, she just wanted to put a reliable little catfish in Hogwarts. However, judging from the current situation, maybe she can consider cultivating a potential adjutant-whether it is Hercules.

Min, Hannah, and Luna, their personalities are a bit weaker after all, and they are more suitable to act as positive spokespersons in some sunny occasions.

"As for the price..."

Elena's eyes flashed and she said meaningfully.

"Don't be impatient. First, accompany me on a date... on the Hyperion. Don't worry, Irina, we are not bad people. We just have some old rules in terms of ideas and styles.

It’s just not the same.”

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Russia, the other side of the world.

On the outskirts of St. Petersburg, Lomon Losov's house.

Old Lomonrosov sat on the sofa in the bedroom, looking at the very familiar room, imagining how he had arranged the furniture in the bedroom bit by bit, which furnishings had been updated, and which things had not changed.

.

As one of the last evacuees, he still had enough things to remember.

In the living room, a somewhat familiar voice came upstairs.

"Mr. Lomonrosov, it's almost time...it's time for you to set off!"

This is the wizard commissioner from the Tianming Group, who is responsible for the transfer of their group of old guys. These days, he and several other young guys have been helping their family handle their property and make arrangements.

Although the old wizard disguised himself very well, his appearance also changed a lot.

but……

From the second day after he arrived at this home, old Lomon Losov recognized his identity——

Decades ago, the fanatical follower of Gellert Grindelwald and the stalwart among the saints who had fought against him in the ruins of Moscow and St. Petersburg, Kurt Mai

you.

Old Lomonrosov took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and walked toward the living room downstairs with a cane. The dull pain began to appear in his chest again, and it had become worse and worse these days.

The more frequent it became, the worse his energy became.

The "Wizard's Sorrow" has almost completely spread, and there is not much time left for him.

If nothing else happens, he will be able to quarrel with Novat Ivanovich again soon.

And before that...

It's finally time for a showdown...

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