Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy Chapter 14: Magic Wand

　　Wright has bought student uniforms, textbooks, potion materials and cauldrons, as well as some other school supplies. He put all the things he had just bought into Mok's bag, which is the pocket tied around his waist. Because in contrast, it is much more convenient to retrieve items from Mok’s bag than a suitcase.

　　 Now, on the shopping list sent by the school, only pets are missing, and, yes, a magic wand.

　　 As a wizard (especially Harry Potter World), you can have no pets, but you can never have a wand! With such thoughts in mind, Wright stepped into this small shop first. The layout of the hall is very simple, except for a workbench and a bench, there is nothing else, but the shelves at the back of the hall are full of neat boxes.

　　right stood in the shop, looking at all the magic wands around, from the one on the faded purple cushion in the window, to the semi-finished products on the workbench, and the boxes on the shelves at the back of the hall .

　　In the world of Harry Potter, the wand is a very, very magical item. The vast majority of wizards need to use a magic wand to guide their magical powers before they can perform their magic correctly. Some extremely good and powerful wizards can perform magic spells without a wand, but it is very difficult. It requires the user to have a deep understanding of the magic that is about to be cast, as well as great attention.

　　 But some magical creatures can also cast spells without a wand, such as fairies and house elves, they don’t need to use a wand at all. That’s a racial talent.

　　 Well, of course, many wizards in Africa are also good at casting spells without a wand, but that requires certain gestures and movements. You can also attribute it to racial talent.

　　Wright has been exercising his magical abilities (if shadow energy can be called magical abilities) in the past few years. Compared to other magical abilities in the wizarding world, Wright felt that the shadow magic that came with him was significantly better.

　　 Although there is no specific comparison object, Wright does not know where his magic power level is in the wizarding world, but Wright can still feel the huge shadow magic power in his body, not to mention other additional attributes. At least in the previous years of fighting crime, Wright had never used a magic wand, but he was still able to manipulate the shadow energy very well.

　　 "Good afternoon, this little gentleman." A jingle sounded, and the owner of the shop walked out from the back of the hall. His eyes were big, but the colors were very light. In this dimly lit shop It looks like two shiny moons.

　　 "Sir, good afternoon." Wright returned a salute to him, and polite children are always favored by adults.

　　 "Polite boy, I am Garrick Ollivander, the owner of this shop. Would it be convenient to tell me your name?" Ollivander walked up to Wright, looking at Wright with silver eyes.

　　 "Wright, Wright Pass." Wright responded.

　　 "Hmm, good name." As Ollivander said, he took out a long tape measure with silver scales from his pocket, "Which arm do you want to use the wand with?"

　　 "I am used to using my right hand."

　　"Raise your arms. Okay." He measured Wright's size, first from shoulder to fingertip, then from wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit, and finally head circumference.

　　Wright thinks Ollivander’s measure of these dimensions is very funny, because he thinks that no matter what wand length is used, at least it should have nothing to do with a person's head circumference! But seeing Ollivander's rigorous and serious look, Wright still held back and said nothing. He was not sure whether the staff maker was really making the staff.

　　 "Okay," Ollivander said, then put the tape measure back in his pocket, and then he walked to the back shelf, pulled out a box, and walked back.

　　 Ollivander drew his wand from the box and handed it to Wright: "Mr. Pass, try this one. Made of acacia and dragon nerves. Nine inches long, only for the most talented. Of wizards show their strength."

　　Wright took the magic wand and waved it. A slight wind blew in the shop.

　　 "Huh?" Ollivander seemed to be a little confused, but instead of taking back the wand in Wright's hand, he walked over to the shelf behind, took another box and walked over.

　　"Try this one again, apple wood, phoenix feather. Ten inches long, suitable for those who have lofty ideals and pursuits."

　　right first put the previous wand back on the table, and then took the new wand handed over by Ollivander and waved it again, and a bunch of flowers emerged from the head of the wand.

　　 Ollivander did not speak any more this time, instead he took out a pile of boxes and walked over.

　　"This one, ash wood, phoenix feathers. Ten and one-half long, always loyal to your master."

　　"Blackthorn, the nerve of the dragon. Eleven inches long, tough, aggressive, suitable for brave warriors."

　　"Ebony wood, phoenix tail feathers. Nine and one third long, especially suitable for offensive magic and transformation."

　　……

　　 The process of choosing a wand is beyond Wright’s imagination. It is not that he can use the wands in Ollivander’s wand store~IndoMTL.com~ but he can use all the wands that Ollivander takes out, and almost Perfect use. But Wright also noticed that Ollivander had never brought a wand with a unicorn hair core, which made Wright wonder if Ollivander had seen through his magical nature at first glance.

　　 "Really an exceptional customer." Ollivander muttered and took out a stack of boxes. His philosophy has always been to pick wizards with wands, but today it seems that a person who breaks the idea has appeared.

　　 Now the box that Ollivander was holding is close to the very inner position of the shelf, and the core of the rod is no longer just the phoenix feathers and dragon nerves. Wright guessed that these wands weren't made by Ollivander himself, but probably made by his predecessors in the family, because the wands Ollivander handed over this time were very large.

　　 "English oak, troll beard. Five feet long, suitable for powerful wizards." Ollivander said.

　　Wright's mouth twitched and took a wand close to his height that Ollivander handed over. Is this still a wand? Is this a great mallet? !

　　 But this wand Wright can also be used, but Wright himself is resisting the wand, so the effect is not very good. A black light shot from the wand head smashed the only bench in the hall. But from Wright's point of view, it was more like he broke the chair with this club.

　　 "No! This magic wand is definitely not good!" Ollivander took the wand back from Wright's hand. This is the only time. "I knew that there is no magic substance inferior to the beard of a troll. Up!"

　　 "Let me think about it, there must be more..." Ollivander leaned the 1.5-meter wand casually aside, and then paced back and forth in the hall.

　　 "Ah! That's right!"