American Comics: Starting with Muggle Wizards

Just as Harvey was wondering whether the problem was with the wand or with himself.

Old man Ollivander snatched the wand away.

"It seems this wand isn't right for you. Try this one instead."

quite a while--

no response.

"Okay, no problem, try this one."

Old man Ollivander's expression went from indifference to growing interest, and then to surprise.

"Unexpected! Such a picky little wizard is very rare. You must be quite special!"

"Let me think about it, hmm..."

"I remember a very special wand, sealed away for many years, it should be kept somewhere..."

Old man Ollivander muttered to himself as he turned and walked into the innermost shelf of the wand shop.

Pull a purple wooden box out from the top of the tall shelf.

Old man Ollivander returned to Harvey, his eyes gradually fading into memories. As he wiped the wooden box with a dark cloth, he explained:

"This is a masterpiece created by my great-grandfather based on the legend of the magic wand."

"The staff is made of yew wood and the core is made of Thestral tail feathers. It is 10 and 3/4 inches long."

"The conditions for gaining the approval of this magic wand are extremely demanding."

"Not only must one have witnessed death, but one must also have experienced the reincarnation of a soul."

"Witnessing death is a condition that might be possible, but no wizard has ever been able to achieve the reincarnation of a soul."

"Even the second condition for recognizing a master was deduced by my great-grandfather based on the characteristics of the Thestral's tail feathers, so it's not certain whether it's correct."

"Therefore, my great-grandfather has kept this wand sealed away ever since he made it."

"Now, more than two hundred years later, this magic wand has still not found its owner."

"But today... this wand might..."

Harvey stopped listening to what was said after that.

When he heard about reincarnation, alarm bells rang in his mind.

This old man wasn't lying; the wand choosing the wizard is really that magical.

Logically speaking, no one else should know that I am a reincarnated soul.

Is magic really that amazing?

Thinking of some kind of magic in Harry Potter, could this old man have secretly used Legilimency to look into my memories?

Harvey took the wand from old man Ollivander with trepidation.

A warm current flowed from within me up to the tip of the wand, as if something was about to burst forth.

"Om-"

A mysterious crimson light, representing death, emanated from the tip of the wand.

A sense of soul connection arises spontaneously.

"That's it! Perfect, absolutely perfect! This is definitely the best wand for you!"

The old man suddenly acted strangely, which startled Harvey.

"Since this wand came into existence, you're the first one to make it respond. Amazing, absolutely amazing!"

"My child, your future is destined to be extraordinary!"

The old man Ollivander's surprised expression made Harvey, who couldn't resist the praise, unconsciously raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

While the Marvel universe is dangerous, Harry Potter isn't much better off.

But knowing the future is one's greatest asset, not to mention being able to learn magic.

My future is destined to be extraordinary!

......

Harvey walked out of the wand shop, carrying the cage containing his pet cat in his left hand and the wand he had just bought in his right hand... along with a wand care kit.

It cost a full twelve Galleons!

"Why are you so slow?" Hermione grumbled, somewhat annoyed. "Give me Cthulhu right now!"

Harvey's expression darkened when he realized he'd been tricked into buying a set of wand care tools.

As he handed over the cage, he tentatively asked, "Could you change this cat's name?"

Hermione glanced at him expressionlessly: "Why? Isn't the name nice?"

Harvey said with a serious expression, "The name Cthulhu has an indescribable creepy feel to it."

"I suggest you change your name, otherwise you might be haunted by strange whispers at night!"

Later, Harvey deliberately lowered his voice, trying to scare Hermione.

Harvey's hoarse voice, however, made Hermione laugh out loud.

Haha~ Your voice sounds so strange...

Harvey, who was being laughed at and looked completely embarrassed, tried to remain calm and said, "You really need to change your name. Even a pet's name can't be chosen randomly. There are many taboos in the magical world that you absolutely cannot violate!"

Seeing how convincingly he spoke, Hermione tilted her head and asked in confusion, "Is this another taboo term from the magical world?"

“Uh…” Harvey thought for a moment, “Yes, you can understand it that way.”

"Fine." Since it was a name she had just chosen half an hour ago, Hermione casually teased the Persian cat in the cage while giving it another name.

"From now on, you'll be called Crookshan!"

Harvey's lips twitched. Why is it another K-type again?

Are there no other names?

Chapter 13 Experiencing the Madness of Youth

Harvey said sincerely, "I think calling her Little Red is a good choice, simple and fitting!"

Hermione scoffed, "Ugh~ such an awful name! I don't want to hear your name, I want it called Crookshanks!"

Having said that, Hermione, no longer wanting to listen to Harvey's nonsense, picked up the cage and walked towards the end of the street.

Harvey quickly caught up with her and kept repeating it in her ear.

"How about calling it Little Yellow, or Big Yellow? Cats always grow up eventually, and this cat's fur is both yellow and red, so Big Yellow would be perfect..."

The Grangers, who were being ignored, exchanged a glance, both seemingly sensing the suspicion in each other's eyes.

Feeling that his sweet little girl was about to run off with someone else, Granger's father said worriedly, "Won't these two kids fall in love too early?"

“Perhaps… magic schools don’t care about puppy love?” said Mrs. Granger, who had a more open-minded view on the matter.

Mrs. Granger liked Harvey; she thought such a well-behaved and obedient child wouldn't run away with her daughter.

"That won't do either!" Granger's father had already decided that when they got back, they should upgrade the three rules to version 2.0.

The day after my trip to Diagon Alley.

It was eight o'clock in the morning.

Harvey, still half asleep, crawled out of bed and quickly washed up, got dressed, and opened the door.

Upon arriving at the living room on the first floor, the dining table was already laden with a fragrant breakfast.

Hermione was also sitting at the dining table, eating breakfast while reading a book called "Standard Spells, Beginner".

Harvey recognized that serious look.

After returning from Diagon Alley, he was so excited last night that he couldn't sleep, and he kept flipping through the book "Standard Spells, Beginner" over and over again.

However, due to the restrictions of the International Law on Guarding State Secrets, underage wizards are prohibited from using magic outside of school.

The Hogwarts acceptance letter also clearly stated this prohibition.

Harvey felt extremely frustrated last night, as if he had obtained a "magic bible" but was unable to study it due to the ban.

At the table, Harvey casually picked up a croissant and some milk and ate a few bites.

He leaned close to Hermione's ear and whispered seductively, "Would you like to try using magic?"

During dinner yesterday, the Grangers issued a 2.0 version of their three rules to Harvey and Hermione.

Hermione is now very sensitive to Harvey's approach.

She tried to pretend she hadn't heard, but Harvey's topic was indeed very interesting.

Taking advantage of her parents' inattention, Hermione quietly turned her head and whispered, "I read in the book 'The History of Magic' that the Ministry of Magic uses tracking threads to monitor underage wizards. Do you have a way to avoid that?"

Harvey feigned mystery: "Of course! I..."

At that moment, the Grangers' eyes inadvertently swept over them.

"Ahem, Mrs. Granger, your breakfast today was as delicious as ever, I really enjoyed it..."

Harvey feigned admiration for Mrs. Granger's culinary skills.

“Since you like it, then eat more. No gossip at the table.” Granger’s father stared sternly at Harvey.

Granger's father is now keeping a close watch on Harvey, fearing that his precious little girl might be kidnapped one day.

Harvey could only silently finish his breakfast before finally feeling free.

Granger's father went to work at the dentist's office, while Granger's wife carried the plates into the kitchen.

Only Harvey and Hermione remained in the living room.

"You just said there's a way to evade the Ministry of Magic's surveillance, is that true? Won't we get caught?" Hermione asked impatiently.

Harvey said mysteriously, "Do you remember me saying that as long as you learn magic, you can explore another world?"

"You mean... that portal you fell out of back then? Was that a spell you used?"