Hogwarts: Is this junior good or evil?

After completing the task assigned by the old man, Yang Wen was obviously relieved. He quickly pushed Yang Tian to the front and said, "Next, I will choose your first magic wand in your life."

Everyone smiled expectantly.

Although Yang Tian was nervous, he clearly heard Aunt Caiyu say that this wand was made for him, so why should he choose another wand? But in line with the belief of listening to others' advice and having a full meal, Yang Tian still looked at Ollivander solemnly.

The old man also said with a smile: "Okay, dear Mr. Yang Tian, ​​the next part is your time. Which hand is your dominant hand?"

"Right hand, sir. I prefer to use my right hand."

As soon as Yang Tian finished speaking, a measuring tape automatically flew up and began to measure him. From shoulders to fingertips, from wrists to elbows, shoulders to the floor, knees to armpits, and finally the circumference of his head...

In fact, Yang Tian didn't understand. Is there any necessary connection between choosing a wand and measuring the size? Could it be that the old man deliberately made the wand selection fancy to increase the mystery? But he only dared to mutter a few words in his heart. He really said it out loud? He was not stupid!

The measurement was completed quickly, and Ollivander immediately took out a wand from the shelf in the back and said to Yang Tian, ​​"Come on, try this wand. It is eleven and one-half inches long, made of hawthorn wood and unicorn hair. A wand that is attracted to kind people."

Yang Tian took the wand and waved it gently. A snuff bottle placed on the table flew up lightly, and he cast the spell without any pressure.

Ollivander frowned when he saw this scene: "Very respectful, but not fitting."

After a brief thought, Ollivander took out another wand: "Try this one, twelve and a half inches, made of vine wood, with a dragon heartstring as the core."

Yang Tian took the magic wand again and waved it casually. The snuff bottle flew up again. Although the flight trajectory was extremely swift, it lacked agility in its strength.

Ollivander was shocked again: "The wand has been used to its full potential, but it cannot fully match your talent."

Next, one wand after another was handed to Yang Tian, ​​but was rejected by Ollivander again and again.

The master wand maker's eyes became more and more complicated, excited, determined, and thoughtful: "A picky customer, isn't it? It doesn't matter, you will always find what you need in Ollivander's Wand Shop. Let me think about it, oh, I have it, holly wood, phoenix feather, eleven inches long."

Yang Tian was shocked when he heard this. He was familiar with the original book and knew that this was the wand used by Harry Potter and the brother wand of Voldemort. He didn't know what Harry Potter would use if he really chose this wand. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but smile.

But Yang Tian did not hesitate and took it and waved it lightly.

"Still the same, surprisingly still the same, why, it's so strange, there is no wand that can fit perfectly...Olivander fell into deep thought again.

Yang Tian waited foolishly, feeling quite awkward for a moment. At this time, three hours had passed since Yang Tian measured the size. Many customers had come to buy wands, but they were all attracted by the scene in front of them and stopped to watch.

The small shop was already quite crowded at this time, but no one around expressed any opinions casually, which showed their trust and respect for the Ollivander family in wand making.

However, in silence, a strange atmosphere is spreading. Is it possible that the Ollivander family cannot satisfy the needs of their guests? Doubtful eyes are gradually fermenting...

Feeling the solemn atmosphere around him, Yang Tian was very anxious. The Ollivander family had such a close relationship with the Fry family. If this golden signboard with a history of more than 2,000 years was destroyed today because of his own reasons, the consequences would be disastrous.

But how can we solve the current embarrassment and choose a wand that perfectly suits us?

Suddenly, Yang Tian's eyes lit up. Was it the five elements in his dantian that caused everything in front of him? Maybe the magic wand could really choose its owner.

Do it when you think of it! Yang Tian silently moved the five elements in his Dantian to his right hand, and then opened his palm.

Instantly, something unexpected happened. In the small room, most of the paper boxes began to tremble wildly, as if they were about to shoot out at the next moment.

Yang Tian's scalp tingled as he watched. Would these wands riot? If the wands were damaged, wouldn't he have to pay for it himself? Just as he was daydreaming, a solemn sound like a bell suddenly came from the top of the wall behind the counter.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a corner covered with spider webs, which seemed to have been forgotten for a long time, suddenly burst into colorful light. In an instant, a tattered long paper box shot straight towards Yang Tian. And with the movement of this paper box, the other trembling paper boxes suddenly became quiet.

The tattered cardboard box arrived in an instant, but exploded before it reached Yang Tian, ​​turning into confetti all over the sky. A magic wand emitting an ancient aura did not slow down and flew directly into Yang Tian's right hand.

The moment the magic wand touched his right hand, a wave of coolness suddenly rushed into Yang Tian's body.

His body felt as if it was caressed by the tide, and he felt extremely comfortable. The top of the wand was glowing with red, blue, green, gold, and brown light, which flashed alternately, soft and gorgeous. A feeling of blood connection and spiritual connection surged in his heart.

Yang Tian felt something and cast a levitation spell directly. The snuff bottle still floated up. It was difficult for outsiders to see the difference, but Yang Tian, ​​as the person involved, could clearly feel the difference. The magic wand was wielded in his hand, softly, quickly, fiercely... as he wished. He completely understood the true meaning of harmony.

Looking at everything happening before his eyes, Ollivander's expression was very complicated, with excitement, nostalgia, and shock all mixed together.

He said in a deep voice, "Merlin, what did I say? It's the wand that chooses the wizard, not the wizard that chooses the wand. But I really didn't expect it to be this one. This wand was obtained by our ancestor by chance. It was in the ancient wilderness, among magical creatures that had never been seen before, and it was an ancient wand embedded in a stone wall. This is all the records of the origin of this wand in the family documents."

Ollivander seemed to have fallen into deep memories: "After that, the ancestors of the family continued to study this wand, but they were still unable to determine too much information."

"Our ancestors only speculated that the body of this magic wand might be made of the legendary Jianmu branches. The core of the wand seems to be a Qilin, but it is definitely not an ordinary Qilin. Who made this natural magic wand is even more of a mystery."

After a pause, Ollivander's gentle voice sounded again: "At that time, many people came here to obtain the right to use this mysterious wand, but several generations, dozens of generations passed, and no one could use this wand to cast even the simplest spell."

"Over time, everyone thought that the wand was either damaged internally or a work of art. Gradually, no one mentioned the wand anymore, and even the elders of the family gradually forgot about its existence."

"But I really didn't expect that such a mysterious and ancient wand would choose you. This can be regarded as untying the knot that has been in the heart of the Ollivander family for thousands of years."

After sighing, Ollivander finally broke free from his complicated emotions, and a gentle smile appeared on his face again: "Mr. Yang Tian, ​​your wand is 15 Galleons cheaper."

Yang Tian actually knew that such a wand was of inestimable value, and it was not something that could be bought with just 15 Galleons. This made Yang Tian admire Ollivander's character even more.

Old man Barnett said nothing, but patted his old friend on the shoulder and handed over the gold Galleons.

Seeing that more and more people were watching in the store, the few people stopped talking. After saying goodbye to each other, Old Furley led his family out of Ollivander's Wand Shop...