Bizarre adventures at Hogwarts

[Host, are you ready?] 】

[Well, I’m ready!] 】

As far as the system says, after he obtains the wand here, he can extract a random spell provided by the system, which is something he cannot miss, and whether he can become stronger depends on this wand.

Joshua stood in front of a small broken shop, outside which hung a small gold signboard.

Written by: Ollivander – A well-made wand since 382 BC.

In this regard, Joshua said that it was very puzzling, since it is a wizarding world, why use the timekeeping method of the Muggle world, or is our savior Jesus simply a great magician?

Joshua took a deep breath and pushed the door inside the store.

It was dim and small, and the bookshelves that reached the ceiling were full of small boxes containing wands.

This was Joshua’s first impression of this famous wand shop. Then his nose was filled with all kinds of indescribable smells, which seemed to smell like paint but more natural, or simply… Is it the smell of a magic wand?

At this point, the store was empty, and Joshua couldn’t help but have a bold idea: or… Steal a bunch of his wands and leave?

“Oh… Child… You’re probably the boldest little wizard I’ve ever met…”

The voice from behind startled Joshua, and he quickly withdrew his hand that was tinkering on the bookshelf, but he moved too quickly and brought down a few boxes of wands.

“Sorry… Sir…” Joshua’s old face turned red, and the little action of being caught in his face was very Hazi Kassie.

“It’s okay… I’m just curious why I saw a little wizard who was supposed to go to school at this point in time…” The owner of the voice appeared in front of Joshua, a tall and thin old man with gray hair, and the most memorable thing was his silver-white eyes, flat as a pool of bath water.

Joshua’s face immediately turned red, and Mr. Ollivander only shook his head and smiled.

He walked to the counter inside the store and picked up a tape measure, “Come on, whatever time it is, but I know what you need now is a magic wand… Kid, I’ll measure you. Which hand is your dominant hand? ”

“Right hand, sir.” Joshua was put into various strange poses by Mr. Ollivander, some in order to facilitate the measurement of hand length, some in order to facilitate the measurement of shoulder width, he even took a tape measure and circled the top of Joshua’s head, supposedly to measure head circumference.

However, measuring head circumference was not the most wonderful, the old gentleman left Joshua’s side, and the tape measure actually moved on its own and began to measure the distance between Joshua’s two nostrils.

[I hope that the last little wizard who measured the distance between his nostrils did not suffer from rhinitis, otherwise if there is something strange and slimy on it…].

Vomit… Joshua didn’t want to think about it anymore.

“Every Ollivander wand has a super magical substance, and that’s the essence of it, sir. We used unicorn hair, phoenix tail feathers, and dragon nerves. Each Ollivander wand is unique because no two unicorns, dragons, or phoenixes are exactly the same. Of course, if you used a wand that should belong to another wizard, it would never have such a good effect. ”

Ollivander chattered for a long time, but Joshua always felt as if he had heard it somewhere.

“I heard that the wand chose the wizard…” Joshua spoke, but was interrupted by Ollivander before he could continue.

“Yes, sir. But.. Wands don’t have life in the broad sense of what we define, so one of my duties is to help wands choose a good owner for them…” Mr. Ollivander pulled a small box from the shelf, “Yellow wood, unicorn hair, eleven inches long… This tree is called the tree of knowledge, purity and truth…”

The wand was taken back before it could be covered with heat, “No, no… Looks like it’s not for you…”

Joshua always felt that Ollivander was speaking to his wand rather than to himself.

“Eh… That’s right! Mr. Ollivander! You still haven’t told me how this wand matches the wizard! How do I know if this wand is right for me? ”

The performance in the movie is much simpler, Harry Potter can make the wand box on the shelf fly with a wave of his wand, but… How exactly should this be done?

“Ahhh… This is simple, as long as you take the wand and inject your own magic power and then wave it lightly, of course, if the match is really not enough, I will take it away before you swing it… After all, people sometimes look away when they are old…” Ollivander took out another small box, “Willow, phoenix feather, suitable for spells, eleven inches, willow represents flexibility and wisdom…”

This time Ollivander did not snatch his wand away, but looked at Joshua with encouragement.

Well, think of a dead horse as a living horse doctor, Joshua closed his eyes and waved his wand gently.

Yet nothing happened.

“It seems… It’s not…” Ollivander let out a charter-like sigh, as if to lament that Joshua was not the only martial arts wizard.

The next time was when Ollivander took out his wand—Joshua’s wand turned out—experimented—failed—and took out his wand again, and the cycle gradually drained, and by the time Mr. Arthur found Joshua with a large pile of things, the only bench in the small shop had been piled up with wand boxes.

[This is obviously not right! ] System! How come nothing happened! 】

Ollivander shook his head and took the wand away, which made Joshua even more confused.

[The little wizard qualification you gave me won’t be fake, right?] How did I not feel the magic of what Ollivander said? 】

(So… What wand does the protagonist get? ）