Hogwarts: I act like a boss in front of Hermione

"This is an item cast with a relatively advanced enchantment. Ms. Granger, you may learn this enchantment when you are in your senior year at Hogwarts, and you can also do it by then. Own this kind of item." Looking at this extremely familiar fanny bag, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but think of the fanny bag that Principal Dumbledore commissioned her to make the year before last. It was originally given to Black.

"Yes, Hermione! When we enter Hogwarts, you will also have the opportunity to own an item like this, provided you learn the spell!" Noel followed Professor McGonagall's words and said to Hermione.

"I will definitely learn it, and then I will also hold a small bag like you." Hermione responded, with an arrogant look on her face.

"Yeah, I believe you will learn it. Now it's time for us to buy an owl. You need an owl to contact your parents!" Looking at Hermione's serious expression, Noel also responded seriously and reminded her that she needed to buy one. An owl.

……

After buying the remaining items, Professor McGonagall took them to Ollivander's Wand Shop.

"You only have one wand left now. You will get a wand that may last you a lifetime at Ollivander's Wand Shop. Let's go in!" After saying that, Professor McGonagall opened the door and walked in. Noel and Hermione followed closely behind, and Mr. and Mrs. Granger entered last and closed the door behind them.

This is a small and shabby store. When Noel and his party of five stood in the store, it made the store extremely crowded. Professor McGonagall walked over to a bench and motioned for Mr. and Mrs. Granger to come there as well. After Mr. and Mrs. Granger carefully moved to the bench and sat down, an old man came down the stairs.

"Hello!" A soft voice frightened Mr. and Mrs. Granger who had just sat down and stood up again.

"Fourteen inches long, made of fir wood, with a dragon's nerve core. It belongs to a wizard of noble character. It's you! Professor McGonagall! Nice to meet you!"

"Hello! Mr. Ollivander, I brought them here to buy their wands." Professor McGonagall said to the visitor.

"Okay, little guys. Listen up, the wizard's wand is the wand that chooses the wizard, so if you want to be able to use magic spells better in the future, you must get your own wand. So who of you two comes first? Ollivander asked, staring down at Noel and Hermione.

"Hermione, go first!" Noel said to Hermione. Noel intuitively felt that it was not that easy to get his own wand.

"Sir, my name is Hermione Granger. Please choose a wand for me first!" Hermione stepped forward and said to Ollivander.

"Okay, Ms. Granger, which hand do you want to use the wand with?" Ollivander took out a tape measure from his pocket and asked Hermione.

"Right hand."

"Okay, raise your arms." After he measured Hermione's size, he walked to a shelf, rummaged for a while, and pulled out a long box.

"Okay, Ms. Granger, wave this wand gently." He took out the wand from the box and handed it to Hermione.

Hermione took the wand and waved it gently a few times. Suddenly, a bright light emitted from the end of the wand, illuminating the entire space, and then dimmed.

"Ten and three-quarter inches, it is made of grapevine wood, and the core of the wand is made of dragon heart tendon. It's perfect. You have found the wand that suits you best for once." Ollivander said happily.

"Really, sir. This is my future wand?" Hermione couldn't believe she found her own wand for the first time.

"Yes, ma'am. It already belongs to you," Ollivander confirmed.

"Mom, Dad. Look, this is my wand." Hermione happily ran to her parents sitting on the bench.

"Okay, little guy. Now it's your turn. I hope you can find your own wand once too." Ollivander said to Noel.

"Hello! Mr. Ollivander. My name is Noel Black." Noel gave a slight salute to Ollivander.

"What a polite little guy, which hand do you use your wand with?"

"Left hand! Mr. Ollivander."

"Okay, let's measure the dimensions first." Ollivander took out his silver-grade tape measure and measured all the dimensions of Noel's body. Then he returned to the shelf and searched again and again.

Not long after, he came to Noel holding five long boxes containing wands.

"Mr. Black, please try this wand first. It is made of yellow ash wood and has a dragon heartstring core. Wave it gently like Miss Granger." Ollivander opened one of the boxes, took out a wand and handed it to Noel.

Noel took the wand and waved it gently, feeling the magic power pouring into the wand. I thought to myself not to explode.

"Bang!" The wand in Noel's hand was broken.

"Ah!" Hermione was startled by the explosion of her wand.

"Are you okay, Noel (Black)" heard Hermione's family and Professor McGonagall ask. Noel said, "I'm fine, it's just that the wand exploded."

"Mr. Ollivander, I'm so sorry. Look at how much this wand costs, and I'll pay it to you later." Looking at Ollivander who was still dazed, Noel pulled his sleeve and said.

"Ah! It's impossible. This wand is seriously not suitable for you. Try this one. It's made of willow wood and has a unicorn hair core."

"boom!"

"This one doesn't work either? Why did I make two mistakes in a row? I'll look for it again for you." Ollivander kept the remaining box in his hand and ran to the shelf.

Looking at Ollivander walking among the shelves, Noel felt that things were not that simple. Could it be the influence of that sealed bloodline?

"Okay, you can use this one..."

"boom!"

"This one!"

"boom!"

……

Two hours had passed and Noel had blown up more than twenty wands. Looking at the wand remains on the ground, Noel looked helpless. Professor McGonagall and the Granger family, who were sitting aside and waiting, went from being worried at the beginning to being shocked and finally getting used to it.

The most pitiful thing is that Ollivander's face is covered with sweat, his eyes are dull and he is muttering in a low voice, "It shouldn't be, something went wrong. I have never done this in my life. It's not just me, I Our ancestors didn’t leave any records of anything like this!”

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Ollivander. It seems that I have caused more trouble for you. It's okay. I blew up your wand just now. I will compensate you with gold galleons."

"It's not about money, it's about why after trying so many wands, none of them suit you?" Ollivander stared straight at Noel. Noel moved half a step back, fearing that the old man would lose his mind.

"Well, Mr. Ollivander. How about you let me choose a wand by myself. If it still doesn't work, I'll give up." Noel suddenly thought that since he couldn't help him choose his own wand, then he Why can't you choose? Those wands just now, even though I knew how to use them better through the Eyes of Jianji, they still exploded.

This seriously confirmed that the cause of the wand's explosion was the influence of the blood in his body.

And Noel has just found an important clue.

"..." Ollivander stared at Noel for a long time, "Okay. Mr. Black, go to the shelf and choose!"

"Professor McGonagall, do wand explosions happen often?" Hermione asked in a low voice to Professor McGonagall beside her.

"No, Miss Granger. I have never heard of a wand exploding because it is not suitable for wizards. It should be because Noel is special." Professor McGonagall looked at Noel with a trace of worry on her face.

Dumbledore had told her last night that Noel Black was a very special child. I hope she will take special care of him today and send him safely to 12 Grimmauld Place, Blake's ancestral home.

But now Noel hasn't found a wand that suits him, so he might not be able to be a wizard. Professor McGonagall couldn't predict what consequences this would have on this child who had been without parents since childhood.

……

When Noel was waving the wand to destroy the first one, he had used his mental power to sense all the wands in the entire store. After more than an hour of perception, he discovered a very small fluctuation of magic power.

But he couldn't determine which one it was, so he proposed to Ollivander to find his own wand. He believed that as long as he got close enough to the wand, he would be able to find the wand that responded to his perception. .

Noel moved slowly among the shelves, his mental power shuttled through the wands, scanning the wands to find the wand that responded to him.

"Found it, over there!" Noel felt that the weak magic power was coming from an inconspicuous outlet under the shelf on his left, so he squatted down and started searching.

‘This root is not, this root is not...’ Although the scope has been narrowed down. But there are more than twenty curses accumulated here. Noel had to pick them up one by one and examine them.

‘I found it, it’s this one. It's so deep. This box must be too old. ’ After picking up a very old box, Noel sensed that the wand that responded to him was in the box.

"I found it, Mr. Ollivander. My intuition told me that this is my wand." Noel walked to Ollivander holding the old box.

"Really, Mr. Black. Show me!" Noel handed him the box in his hand.

Ollivander opened the box and took out the wand inside. It was a dark wand with a straight body but no handle.

"Thirteen and a quarter three inches, but I can't tell what material it is made of, let alone what the core is." Ollivander looked at the wand in his hand and muttered to himself, "This seems to have been collected by our ancestors. One of the magic wands.”

"Try it quickly and see if the wand you said is suitable for you is good." Ollivander handed the wand to Noel with an expectant look in his eyes. When Hermione and Professor McGonagall heard that Noel was asked to try the wand, they also set their sights on Noel.

Noel said nothing, picked up the wand passed to him, and waved it gently.

‘Don’t let me down! ’ Noel thought secretly.

The ashes of Yggdrasil, the mane of Maghelim Faksi, the black core of the wand. This was the prompt given to him by the Eye of Jianji after seeing this magic wand.

Suddenly the lights in Ollivander's wand shop went out, and the room became dark. A hint of coldness made Ollivander's body tremble a few times.