[Olivander's Wand Shop]
A small, shabby, mysterious hut.
"Olivander's, making fine wands since 382 BC."
After reading the peeling golden sign on the door, Damon looked up and saw the wands placed alone on the faded purple cushions in the dusty window.
Hearing that the wands also correspond to the characteristics of the owner, Damon walked into the small shop with expectations.
"Ding Ding Dong Dong."
The bell rang, and before the owner of the shop appeared, Damon looked at the furnishings in the shop curiously.
The hall of this shop is very small. There is nothing except a bench in the corner. Thousands of narrow boxes containing wands are piled from the floor to the ceiling, and a thin layer of dust falls everywhere.
He didn't care and sniffed the smell of smoke in the air. At this time, an old man appeared in front of Damon with footsteps. His pair of large, light-colored eyes were like two shining moons in the dim shop.
"Well, you seem to have a special temperament, young man.
Just looking at you, I can feel a kind of magic throbbing, you seem to be growing, the magic gathers in your body, becoming stronger and stronger."
Without waiting for Damon to answer, he took out a long tape measure with silver scales from his pocket.
"Which arm do you use to wield the wand?"
"Right hand."
"Raise your arm, good."
Ollivander measured Damon's size, first from shoulder to fingertips, then from wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit, and finally the head circumference.
"Okay." He said, the tape measure slipped to the ground and rolled up. "Well, Mr. White, try this one. It's made of chestnut wood and dragon heart nerves, thirteen inches, moderately flexible, try it."
Damon took the wand and waved it with interest, but the wand was taken back by Ollivander the next second.
"It's wrong?"
He took out another wand and introduced it:
"Oak, phoenix feather, twelve inches long, good elasticity, give it a try."
Damon was about to try it, but before he could raise it, the wand was taken away again.
"No, no, although this is an extraordinary combination, it is still too gentle for you."
Ollivander kept pulling out wands and taking them back. At first, he wanted Damon to try it, but later he didn't even try it. Basically, he took it back immediately after it was in front of him.
As this process continued, the pile of tried wands on the bench became higher and higher.
But the more wands Ollivander pulled out from the shelf, the happier he seemed.
"Outstanding leadership. A dictator who dares to make decisions. An experientialist who loves life. Well, a picky customer."
Ollivander scratched his head and suddenly pulled out the 23rd wand.
"Yes, it should still be the first choice, but we need to make some changes!"
"Cherry wood combined with the heart nerve of the fire dragon! 13 inches, moderate hardness and softness, give it a try!"
Damon took the wand and suddenly felt his fingertips suddenly warm up, and the magic power surged spontaneously.
He subconsciously raised the wand above his head, without waving it, a red light had already shot out from the top of the wand like a firework, and the jumping spots of light were cast on the walls.
Ollivander shouted "Excellent" loudly, and immediately stared at Damon with pale and colorless eyes, and said seriously:
"The heart nerve of the fire dragon has strong adaptability, and its power is very huge, but it also has its own preferences, especially when combined with cherry wood."
"This wand is extremely difficult to control. Only people with extraordinary self-control and willpower can own it. If you can't fully control it, maybe one day it will backfire on you, or turn to succumb to a more suitable master."
Damon raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the wand in his hand with some dissatisfaction. In other words, is this thing a traitor?
But just when Damon had this thought, a warm current suddenly surged from the top of the wand, and along with the magic power, it was continuously transmitted into his body, as if to please him.
At the same time, a voice sounded in his mind.
[Ding! Detection that the host has obtained his own wand! ]
[Magic power increases by 0.005 points with each
breath] [You will gain 0.045 magic points with each breath]
A wand adds 0.005? It's quite impressive.
Damon nodded secretly, not taking Ollivander's episode too seriously.
Since the traitor wand admires the strong, he can become the strongest.
It only takes one year, and he is confident that he will not lose to anyone in the magic world. At that time, Harry Potter has just finished the first grade, and he has plenty of safe time to improve himself.
"But you don't need to worry too much."
Ollivander took a step back and said happily:
"A little wizard with strong magical powers, with such a powerful wand, you will definitely go further than most people."
"Thank you."
Damon thanked politely and walked out of the wand shop with Professor McGonagall.
After that, they went to buy textbooks and other equipment (tin-plated, standard size 2 crucibles, a set of crystal vials, a telescope, and a brass balance). Professor McGonagall sent Damon out of Diagon Alley and said after hesitating all the way:
"Damon, you are very talented in Transfiguration. In the future-" Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, as if she was a little embarrassed by what she said, "When you are sorted in the future, maybe you can consider Gryffindor. I am the head of the house there."
"Thank you for your invitation, professor." Damon smiled warmly and promised, "I will."
For him, as long as he didn't go to Slytherin, anywhere would be fine. He was not interested in those gloomy and pretentious cowards.
Professor McGonagall heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing the promise, but her mood soon became complicated again.
She knew very well that such expectations might not be fair. After all, the Sorting Hat could always see through the deepest desires and potential of each student.
Thinking back to what she had just said, "You can consider Gryffindor," she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
"Then, I'll wait for you at Hogwarts, Damon."
"Okay, professor, see you on September 1st."
Damon waved goodbye to Professor McGonagall, found a coffee shop and sat for half an hour, and then - returned to Diagon Alley again.
He had two hundred gold galleons in his hand, but he had only spent a few dozen just now. There were so many things to spend.
Moreover, his current identity had a huge bug - there was no trace on him now!
In other words, he could cast spells at will without worrying about being discovered by the Ministry of Magic, so he had an important thing to do before entering school.
The heart nerve combination of chestnut wood + fire dragon
is suitable for wizards with strong personalities, a strong sense of mission, and the ability to control strong emotions.
The combination of Oak + Phoenix Feather
corresponds to mature and stable people who have experienced great challenges. It is suitable for rational and emotionally deep wizards, especially those who grow through challenges and self-reflection.
Cherry + Dragon's Heart Nerve
corresponds to wizards with strong emotions, creativity and the courage to take risks.
It is also suitable for those who can calmly control their emotions and release powerful forces in battle.
Such wizards are usually extroverted and courageous, with a strong sense of purpose and inner motivation, especially when facing challenges, they can quickly mobilize their passion and potential.
The length of the magic wand affects the display of its power. A longer magic wand often means a stronger outp
ut of magic energy, but it may also mean that the wizard has a higher requirement for control over magic.
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