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| Harry had been braced to hear it, but it was a blow nevertheless. He took the wand halves back and replaced them in the pouch around his neck. Ollivander stared at the place where the shattered wand had vanished, and did not look away until Harry had taken from his pocket the two wands he had brought from the Malfoys'. "Can you identify these?" Harry asked. The wandmaker took the first of the wands and held it close to his faded eyes, rolling it between his knobble-knuckled fingers, flexing it slightly. "Walnut and dragon heartstring," he said. "Twelve-and-three-quarter inches. Unyielding. This wand belonged to Bellatrix Lestrange." "And this one?" Ollivander performed the same examination. "Hawthorn and unicorn hair. Ten inches precisely. Reasonably springy. This was the wand of Draco Malfoy." "Was?" repeated Harry. "Isn't it still his?" "Perhaps not. If you took it -" "\a151I did - " "\a151then it may be yours. Of course, the manner of taking matters. Much also depends upon the wand itself. In general, however, where a wand has been won, its allegiance will change." There was a silence in the room, except for the distant rushing of the sea. "You talk about wands like they've got feelings," said Harry, "like they can think for themselves." "The wand chooses the wizard," said Ollivander. "That much has always been clear to those of us who have studied wandlore." "A person can still use a wand that hasn't chosen them, though?" asked Harry. "Oh yes, if you are any wizard at all you will be able to channel your magic through almost any instrument. The best results, however, must always come where there is the strongest affinity between wizard and wand. These connections are complex. An initial attraction, and then a mutual quest for experience,vintage evening dresses, the wand learning from the wizard, the wizard from the wand." The sea gushed forward and backward; it was a mournful sound. "I took this wand from Draco Malfoy by force," said Harry. "Can I use it safely?" "I think so. Subtle laws govern wand ownership, but the conquered wand will usually bend its will to its new master." "So I should use this one?" said Ron, pulling Wormtail's wand out of his pocket and handing it to Ollivander. "Chestnut and dragon heartstring. Nine-and-a-quarter inches. Brittle. I was forced to make this shortly after my kidnapping, for Peter Pettigrew. Yes, if you won it, it is more likely to do your bidding, and do it well, than another wand." "And this holds true for all wands, does it?" asked Harry. "I think so," replied Ollivander, his protuberant eyes upon Harry's face. "You ask deep questions, Mr. Potter. Wandlore is a complex and mysterious branch of magic." "So, it isn't necessary to kill the previous owner to take the possession of a wand?" asked Harry. Ollivander swallowed. "Necessary? No, I should not say that it is necessary to kill." "There are legends, though," said Harry, and as his heart rate quickened, the pain in his scar became more intense; he was sure that Voldemort has decided to put his idea into action. "Legends about a wand - or wands - that have been passed from hand to hand by murder." Ollivander turned pale. Against the snowy pillow he was light gray, and his eyes were enormous, bloodshot, and bulging with what looked like fear. "Only one wand, I think," he whispered. "And You-Know-Who is interested in it, isn't he?" asked Harry. "I - how?" croaked Ollivander,plus size black wedding dress, and he looked appealingly at Ron and Hermione for help. "How do you know this?" "He wanted you to tell him how to overcome the connection between our wands," said Harry. Ollivander looked terrified. "He tortured me, you must understand that! The Cruciatus Curse, I - I had no choice but to tell him what I knew, what I guessed!" "I understand," said Harry. "You told him about the twin cores? You said he just had to borrow another wizard's wand?" Ollivander looked horrified, transfixed, by the amount that Harry knew. He nodded slowly. "But it didn't work," Harry went on. "Mine still beat the borrowed wand. Do you know why that is?" Ollivander shook his head slowly as he had just nodded. "I had . . . never heard of such a thing. Your wand performed something unique that night. The connection of the twin cores is incredibly rare, yet why your wand would have snapped the borrowed wand, I do not know. . . . "We were talking about the other wand, the wand that changes hands by murder. When You-Know-Who realized my wand had done something strange, he came back and asked about that other wand, didn't he?" "How do you know this?" Harry did not answer. "Yes, he asked," whispered Ollivander. "He wanted to know everything I could tell him about the wand variously known as the Deathstick,Tea length Wedding Dresses, the Wand of Destiny, or the Elder Wand." Harry glanced sideways at Hermione. She looked flaggergasted. "The Dark Lord," said Ollivander in hushed and frightened tones, "had always been happy with the wand I made him - yes and phoenix feather, thirteen-and-a-half inches. - until he discovered the connection of the twin cores. Now he seeks another, more powerful wand, as the only way to conquer yours."
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