The Wizard's Marvel Journey

"Sir, I'm sorry, I think I broke him..."

Roll looked at the wand that had turned from white to charred black. Although he didn't understand why, Roll also knew that he was the one causing the trouble.

"What...is...what...is this happening! James! You must give me a reasonable explanation!"

Miller's voice echoed throughout the store, and even passers-by couldn't help but cast their eyes in.

"It turns out that your skills are not good." James seemed a little sleepy, "Let's go, there is no wand suitable for you here!"

"Don't talk nonsense to me, James, you have to make an explanation. Where did you find such a freak?"

"Freak?" Rohr's face was a little gloomy. He didn't like Miller's title.

"Freak?" James looked at Rolle. The meaning was obvious. He also thought so. However, James did not say it out loud. He just glanced at Miller and said, "Watch your words, Miller. You are still good at all." A wizard, a wizard calling another wizard a freak makes me feel ashamed of you."

"I'm sorry..." Miller suppressed his words with a red face, "But, he was rejected by all the wands, and the only Thunderbird that accepted him became..."

James paused. As the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in Ilvermorny, James naturally has his eyesight.

"In this way, I have to question your mental retardation again." James said lightly, and the tone of stating the facts made Roel feel a little...

Well, the two of them are really at odds with each other.

"Very good, boy!" Miller's face turned the color of pig liver. This was probably due to a coder's anger?

"Now, get out of here, both of you, and stop trying to get a wand from me!"

……

Naturally, the wand matter fell through, which made Rohr feel a little complicated.

According to the process, it shouldn't be that you try a lot of wands, and then at the end, the old man who makes the wand...

"I don't mean to curse, but am I just empty-handed?"

On the way home, Roll couldn't help but complain, "I'm a wizard, but I can't use a wand?"

"Obviously, before you can control your powers." James said impatiently. He could probably think of some reason. Even if a mutant has a weak ability, this single power cannot be released through a wand. .

At least the current material of the wand is not suitable.

"Perhaps you can find a wooden material that can withstand lightning strikes and match it with the thunderbird's heart tendon."

"Thunder struck wood? Is this difficult to do?"

"More than a thousand years, and besides, isn't the point of the thunderbird? A living thunderbird, before it transfers its power, I don't think anyone can subdue such a creature." James said lightly, "You too You see, even the feathers of the thunderbird cannot carry the mixture of superpowers and magic."

"so what should I do?"

Luo Er felt that his scalp was numb.

He did have some knowledge about Thunderbirds.

Are there only a limited number of elves who control storms, thunder and lightning in the world?

Or rather, one?

This feels like a first-level protected animal in the magical world.

Have you ever seen anyone use an iron-eating beast as a foot pad?

"What should I do?" Ignoring the grimace on Rohr's face, James held his head high and looked very relaxed and said, "You ask me, how do I know?"

It really makes sense.

Luo Er smacked his lips, feeling a bit bitter in his mouth.

"But you still have your abilities. Even though you are scumbag, you still have some power?"

"Ability? Bioelectricity?" Luo Er was speechless. His ability was too weak. At full strength, it was only 30V.

The flow rate is only 10. Even ordinary people with good health can't be killed by Luo Er. If there are some special cases, he can't even do any harm. They are completely within the safe voltage and current range of the human body.

The only good thing is that he can truly cross the line of fire this time.

"Probably." James glanced at Rohr and said nothing, "Anyway, it has become a fact that you were admitted to Ilvermorny. If possible, I will give them some advice."

"suggestion?"

"Let you return to a normal life!" James stopped suddenly. His back was to the sun, and the long shadow covered half of Rolle's body.

"Normal people..."

Rolle knew what James meant. In fact, Rolle could also see that James didn't really want Rolle to set foot in the wizarding world. Maybe this had something to do with Rolle's cheap father?

"No, you know, I am a mutant, and the current situation..."

There was the Brotherhood of Mutants before, and there was the Sentinels and so on later. Even if the conflicts have been relatively alleviated, what is bound to happen will happen. Just like traveling through the long river of time, history is always very fragile, but also very stubborn.

"The situation?" James looked at Rohr in surprise, "I don't think an eleven-year-old kid has any qualifications to talk to me about the situation in No-Maj society."

James pondered for a moment, "But you are right, the No-Majs are indeed in chaos now, judging from the centaur's prophecies, although I don't believe them."

James stopped and looked up at the sun. It was probably around three o'clock in the afternoon.

"But do you want to be a wizard?"

"Of course." Rohr nodded. He didn't quite understand what James meant.

James was his uncle, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in Ilvermorny.

Apart from these two items, Rohr knew nothing about James, and was not even as familiar with James as the nurse sister who often took care of him.

"But you don't have a wand."

"Is a wand necessary to cast a spell?" Rohr held his breath. He almost cast a wandless spell on Baldur, but no one would do it in the Harry Potter world, even if he cast a wandless spell. Dumbledore.

It can be said that this is a conceptual thing that has existed in history until the wizard became lonely.

However, this is not a single movie world, there is also Kama Taj...

"That's the truth. I've never seen anyone able to cast without a wand. Maybe someone can, but I don't think it's you." James said lightly, "But since you have made your choice, I won't stop you. You, I just hope you don’t regret it.”

"Of course, I don't regret it." Rohr agreed quickly. He didn't think that he was here for sightseeing. It was just that the journey was a bit bumpy. But with a wand, it couldn't be achieved with the wizarding world's methods, but there are still things here. Isn't it something else?