"Haha, little wizard, what did you say? Invented a new magic wand?"

"Albus, I have to admit that this little wizard is indeed different from all the little wizards we have seen before."

"Little wizard, although I admire your courage and ideals, as a first-year student who hasn't even mastered all the spells, how did you invent a new magic wand?"

"It's been a long time since anyone dared to joke around here."

"If what you say is true, then you may really change the wizarding world, little guy."

The former headmasters on the wall of the office laughed and said.

Although they did not believe Merlin, they were very polite.

Even if they did not believe him, they did not directly ridicule him.

"Quiet, gentlemen and ladies.

Dumbledore raised his hand to signal them not to speak, then looked at Merlin.

"Merlin, although I admit that you are a talented and capable little wizard, do you really know what you are talking about?"

"I think I need to tell you first that a magic wand is essentially the wand wood plus the core material."

"Once upon a time, many little wizards claimed that they had invented a new magic wand."

"But they just combined the two materials in a different way."

"It can only be said that it is a wand with a creative shape, and it is definitely not a newly invented wand."

Dumbledore's blue eyes have an inexplicable sense of stability.

He stared at Merlin seriously.

Merlin nodded.

"Of course, Professor, in fact, I went to the library and read some materials on wand making, so I know what I am talking about."

"If you don't believe me, you can take a look at these wands first."

Merlin took out his pocket and took out the wand he had just made and placed it on the table.

Dumbledore took a look and fell silent.

He naturally recognized what it was.

It was the magical metal that Merlin had given him in Diagon Alley before.

It was also because of this that he was even more confused about whether he was dreaming.

The metal he gave to Nicolas Flamel had not yet been studied, but his students had already made a wand with it.

"Molin, how did you do it?"

"Just use this metal to wrap the original core material of the wand."

Dumbledore's mouth twitched, and he felt his blood pressure rising a little.

Merlin said it very simply, but was this what he asked?

He wanted to ask where Merlin got so much of this metal.

He only gave him one ounce at that time!

The amount used in these wands in front of him is definitely more than a few ounces, at least more than ten ounces.

You know, Nicolas Flamel has complained several times recently.

He said that the metal he gave was too little, not enough for research, and hoped that he would get more.

He said that there was no more and refused.

If he knew that Merlin had so much here, he would have asked for it long ago.

"I didn't say I only picked up that much, and you didn't say Nicolas Flamel needed more."

"you……"

Seeing Merlin's harmless appearance, Dumbledore didn't know what to say for a moment.

"But it doesn't matter, he can have as much as he wants in the future, I have already researched his formula"

""Hmm...what? What did you say?"

Dumbledore rarely lost his composure, his eyes wide open, he couldn't believe what he heard.

After Merlin repeated it again, he held his forehead and didn't want to speak.

His good friend, the greatest alchemist in the magic world, the refiner of the Philosopher's Stone, the owner of the Elixir of Life, and the donor of Beauxbatons School of Magic.

Nicolas Flamel.

After getting this piece of metal, he worked day and night, relying on energy potions to resist sleepiness to conduct research.

There has not been much progress so far.

He even proposed only a dozen possible scenarios for the application of this metal.

Unexpectedly, this first-year wizard in front of him has already worked out the formula of this metal. Has the world finally become what he couldn't imagine?

Dumbledore thought a lot, and finally said nothing.

He sighed and planned to think about what happened in the world after dealing with the things in front of him.

His eyes flashed, and he looked at the wand again

"So, this is the wand you made?"

"That's right, Professor."

Merlin picked up his wand and began to introduce

"Because the properties of this metal are very different, it is light, hard, and has an affinity with magic."

"So I thought about it for a long time before I finished refining it, and considered its several uses."

"Oh, no, that's off topic."

"Anyway, making magic wands is one of the uses of this metal."

"Because of its high magic affinity, it is suitable for the release of various magics and does not restrict certain magics."

"Because the material is highly malleable, the requirements for the core material are relatively low, and it can also make any shape that wooden wands can."

"As for the magic release, I can give you a demonstration."

"Please!"

Dumbledore waved his hand.

The area of the headmaster's office instantly expanded dozens of times.

All the surrounding furnishings were moved to the edge. Only Dumbledore and Merlin were still standing there.

"Um, what kind of magic do I need to cast?"

Merlin was a little confused.

He didn't want to watch another fireworks show with Dumbledore.

"Why not use the previous scene, Mr. Molin, so that we can see the results of your study during this period."

"What?"

Mo Lin was in a trance, and his body began to shake.

He subconsciously grabbed the wooden railing beside him and found himself on the boat he had entered the school on.

Under the boat was the shadow of the giant squid approaching.

""Ice for a Thousand Miles!"

This time, without waiting for it to sprout tentacles again,

Mo Lin simply released the advanced spell he had learned.

A blue light spurted out from the tip of the wand, and the entire lake began to freeze from under Mo Lin's feet. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!) It spread to the surroundings at a terrifying speed.

In just a few seconds, the entire lake was frozen.���The lake surface within dozens of meters was frozen solid.

Even the giant squid below had no chance to escape.

"Praise Merlin."

Dumbledore clapped softly, then disappeared the space and rearranged the office.[]

The blue eyes are full of admiration and surprise

"Such a wonderful ice spell is not common."

"Mr. Merlin, I have to say that your spell skills are perfect, even better than many adult wizards."

"But, more importantly, you have clearly proven that this is indeed a magic wand."

"And it's very powerful!"

Dumbledore stroked his beard.

"Let me think about how I need to approve your leave."

"As one of the few leave of absences I have granted during my tenure as Hogwarts Headmaster,……"

Dumbledore lowered his head and began to write.

The wall with photos of past headmasters gave me a chance to sigh.

"Merlin's beard! Is this really a magic wand?"

"Didn't you hear Albus say, this is not just a wand, it's a powerful wand"

"I can't believe this. This was researched by a first-grade wizard in our school. It's incredible!"

"Who said it wasn’t? Oh, by the way, when Phineas comes back, I will definitely laugh at him!"

""Silence!"

Dumbledore stopped writing his quill.

With a wave of his hand, a heavy curtain flew over to cover the photo wall.

The office suddenly became quiet.

Dumbledore quickly wrote a few more sentences, picked up his pen, stood up, sealed the letter, and then looked at the phoenix on the shelf and blinked.

Fawkes flew to Dumbledore obediently, bit the letter, and flew out of the window.

"Well, Merlin, I decided to take you to Diagon Alley to talk to Ollivander about the situation of this wand."

"Minerva will be in charge of school matters for now. I will also tell Nico about it. I believe he will write to you."

"Of course, Professor, it's my pleasure."

Thinking of Nicolas Flamel, Merlin couldn't help but want to ask him how he came up with the principle of the Philosopher's Stone.

It can directly make changes in the material level and usage.

If this is not cheating, it really is Merlin in the world.

"I think you will have a lot in common to talk about."

Dumbledore thought, holding out his hand.

"Come on, Merlin, let's go to Diagon Alley"

"Don't you need the magic from last time?"

Merlin thought that the way he opened the door, which was similar to Doctor Strange's, was really cool.

But Dumbledore shook his head.

"Mr. Merlin, that is against the Hogwarts school rules. It is inappropriate for you to see it. I cannot bring you to openly violate the school rules."

"……"

Mo Lin fell silent for a while, then nodded.

"Indeed, Professor, that is a good reason."

"Let's go."

Dumbledore led Merlin out.

He didn't grab his arm until they were out of Hogwarts and whispered

"It may be a little uncomfortable, but it will be fine soon."

As he spoke, smoke filled the air.

Merlin thought Dumbledore was going to use Apparition.

But he didn't expect that after the smoke cleared, the two of them had appeared in a corner of Diagon Alley.

"It's amazing!"

Merlin was deeply moved.

This experience seemed much better than Apparition. At least I wouldn't vomit.

"When you read more books, you will be able to create such magic."

Dumbledore did not explain, but straightened his clothes and walked out of the alley.

After confirming the direction, he walked towards Ollivander's Wand Shop.

"Professor Dumbledore?"

Just as they were about to knock on the door, Ollivander opened it.

The moment he saw Dumbledore, he immediately became extremely respectful.

"Professor, how did you come to me? If you have something to ask, just send an owl."

"I will definitely put down what I am doing and be the first one to help you!"

"Oh, forgive me, Professor, I just started to organize the shop and I haven't even prepared tea and snacks."

"Tables and chairs are flying over here!"

Ollivander flaunted his white hair and waved his wand, quickly summoning a set of tables and chairs, and also summoning tea.

"Professor, I'm so sorry this is so hasty, but……"

""That's enough, Ollivander."

Dumbledore interrupted him and looked at Merlin.

"In fact, it's not me who wants to talk to you, but Mr. Mo Lin."

"Of course, Merlin Hantle!"

Olivander's eyes flashed with a familiar memory.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Are you here to tell me about this wand?"

Merlin smiled awkwardly.

"Um, sorry, Mr. Ollivander, I still don't understand the situation with this wand."

"But I want you to take a look at these wands!"

Mo Lin took out the mithril wands and lined them up.