Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Everyone heard clearly what Mori Yuesha said.

Harley: Nagini, my sister is starting to offend people again.

"I remember. I remember...your father."

The old man seemed not to hear Mori Yuesa's whisper. He walked around the counter and strode up to Harley.

"Mahogany, eleven inches, flexible and powerful." The old man came closer and closer, and Harry saw himself in his eyes.

"Oh…"

"Traces of sadness and love..."

His long, thin hands gently pushed aside Harry's black hair, revealing the lightning-shaped scar. "It's...almost healed, isn't it?"

“It hurts sometimes.”

"I'm sorry, Harry." He shook his head and stood up straight: "The wand that hurt you was also sold by me. It has very powerful power... Unfortunately, it fell into the hands of evil people..."

Harry smiled and shook his head: "I've heard my story. This..."

"Olivander, boy."

"Mr. Ollivander. This is not your fault."

Ollivander looked at Harry with a gentler look: "You are such a kind child... Lily was like this too..."

Okay, time to reminisce.

Mori Yuesha said "hush" to Nagini and quietly came to the huge shelves that pierced the ceiling.

So many wands!

"Master." Nagini followed in small steps: "Do you want one?"

Mori Yuesha casually pulled out a box from the middle layer and opened it. Inside was a straight, rough black magic wand.

Very short and very thick.

Like a big baton.

"Apricot wood, eight inches, using unicorn hair as the wand core can make it produce the most coordinated magic, almost not subject to chaotic magic fluctuations, and rarely blocked." The old man's voice came from behind. "It is difficult for it to adapt to black magic. Unicorns are the most loyal."

"An excellent and balanced child," Ollivander walked over slowly and glanced at the wand in Mori Yuesha's hand: "But the disadvantage is that it can't be the best. It is difficult to cast the most powerful magic. It is too balanced."

Oh.

"Can this end be sharpened a little bit?"

"tip?"

"It can be used as a flying needle."

"It's the wand, child."

"I know. What I mean is, if I don't have time to cast a spell, can't I still stab the enemy to death? Can I buy twenty... By the way, do you support wholesale? A few hundred first..."

Nagini saw the old man's facial muscles twitch noticeably.

"elder sister."

"Don't they say that magic wands choose people?" Mori Yuesha looked at the awkward thick black wooden stick in her hand, which felt uncomfortable no matter how she held it. "I buy a few hundred and put them in the cellar for a few years. Won't they only choose Harry?"

The wand chooses people?

of course.

Mori Tsukisa means...

Just don't give them any other options.

I'll kill you! Rotten wood!

"Sister..." Harley's voice was muffled, and she lowered her head and pulled Mori Yuesa's fingers.

Nagini: One really dares to fight with a stick, and the other can be really moved.

What Tiffany just said about the 'wand choosing its master' made Mori Yuesha worried - she was worried that she would not be able to get the wand she liked, and would be chosen by a not-so-good one.

Is that so, sister?

"Yes, let's buy half a warehouse and take our time to fight them." Mori Yuesha smirked, "I will break off a wand in front of all the wands every day... Do you think they are scared?"

Ollivander: ...

You're pretty scary right now.

"It's not easy for me to make a qualified wand, child. Don't waste my hard work..." Ollivander smiled bitterly, "Don't worry, if even Harry Potter can't choose a wand that suits her, few people in the wizarding world will be able to find a suitable one."

He hammered his waist and took a roll of measuring tape with silver scales from the counter with his backhand.

"Here, let me see first..." He stretched out the measuring tape: "Which arm do you use to wave the wand?"

Nagini signaled her not to listen to Mori Yuesha's shouting of 'dual wielding, dual wielding'.

“…right hand.”

"Raise your arms. Yes, don't move." From the shoulder to the fingertips, then from the wrist to the elbow, to the floor; from the knee to the armpit, and finally the height. Ollivander said as he measured: "Each wand has its own natural magical properties, which is their essence. Little Harry, the wands here are made of phoenix tail feathers, unicorn hair and dragon heart tendons. Each one is unique." He raised his head and stared at the girl with his deep eyes: "As unique as you."

"So, the wand that is most convenient to use is the best."

Mori Yuesha was afraid that the child would not understand Ollivander's long speech, so she went over and summarized it for her in a simple version:

"What he meant was that even though some of the positions are weird, as long as they make you feel comfortable..."

It was pinched into a duck's mouth.

Nagini sneered: "You are the weirdest one. Don't say indecent things in a place like this... We brought Harry here to buy a wand... Ugh... a wand... Ugh, a wand——" The maid angrily pinched her gloating duck face even more: "Why did I start..."

Chapter 105 A Strange Choice

The wand's choice of master is actually not that mysterious.

It is normal that the properties of different materials are suitable for different wizards.

Take the core of the wand for example, it's made of unicorn hair - the one that Mori Yuesha just picked up.

It is stable, balanced, and not prone to clogging, but it is difficult to cast extremely powerful spells. This is the limitation of the material itself, and it is also the basis for adapting to different wizards.

For example, a wizard who is kind-hearted, gentle, and has balanced and controllable magic.

But the dragon tendon is different. Generally speaking, the dragon wand is the wand that is most likely to be used to perform "dark magic" - extremely powerful force, and a fiery emotion that will never be content with being ordinary.

Of course, relatively speaking, the dragon staff is not as loyal as the unicorn.

Dragon wands change owners easily, and they have almost no loyalty, only maintaining strong feelings for the current user - note that this does not mean that the user has no loyalty.

Finally, there is the Phoenix Feather Staff Core.

Phoenix.

Very picky magical animals, their feathers are just like themselves. Wands with phoenix feathers as the magic core are almost all detached and independent, difficult to tame and extremely personalized are their biggest labels - you have to know that the more difficult to obtain and the rarer the material, the more powerful the wand is.

The above are wand cores. There are also some wands that use thestral tail feathers or snake heart tendons that are no longer on Ollivander's list. He doesn't like those weird "evil" wands. In terms of the preciousness of the materials, they are not as good as the three major wand cores.

In fact, after all this, Garrick Ollivander knew exactly what kind of wand Harry Potter needed and which one was her "destined" one - the scar on her forehead proved it all.

One, twin.

Holly, Phoenix feather, eleven inches.

Holly means 'holy', the opposite of evil.

In magical meaning, it represents dedication and revenge.

There is a lot to say about the material of magic wands, but in short, holly is an extremely strong wand - an extremely defensive one.

It's not that... offensive. Instead, it's good at defending or dispelling spells.

For example, armor or...the Patronus.

Even when attacking, they tend to use basic spells such as disarming your weapons.

And then there is the Phoenix Feather...

——He used two tail feathers from the same phoenix as ‘that person’.

This is Harry Potter's destined wand.

Twins, destiny.

Ollivander gently opened the long box, carefully held the ancient wand in his palm, and handed it to Harry.

A much smaller hand holds the handle...

Nothing has changed.

Huh?

Ollivander looked from his wand to Harry.

No, impossible?

how come?

"gentlemen?"

"It shouldn't be... You seem to be a perfect match for this wand... No... Something is wrong..."

The old man walked around with his hands behind his back, occasionally lifting his thorny white hair and looking at Harry with his sharp eyes.

As mentioned before, the wand is adapted to the wizard's magic power and personality.

So, Harry Potter is not suitable for the Holly Phoenix Feather, that is...

She is changing.

She not only rejects Holly, which has the "defense" attribute, but also Phoenix Feather, which is "unpredictable and picky".

Could the magic power of an underage wizard, who hasn't even started school yet, change so much?

The long hair on her forehead covered the lightning-shaped scar. In the barely perceptible field of vision, the yellow sand-colored rune between Harry's eyebrows was shining brightly...

"Okay, okay... I have to choose one for you..."

"Children are fickle. It seems that you are a very aggressive girl..."

Ollivander grumbled as he snatched the 'Destiny' wand from Harry's hand, turned around and walked to the innermost side of the counter, and took out a few boxes from a shorter shelf.

A thick layer of soil.

"Hoo-ho, come and see these pretty ladies, Harley."

The old man handed them over one by one, and soon took them away. Harry didn't understand what this method of "touching" or "gesturing" could prove.

"I can tell at a glance." The old man curled his lips childishly. "Try this one. I don't want you to choose it, Harry."

A slightly longer wand with a dark brown pointed tip and many strange patterns carved on the wand surface. The golden patterns were coiled in circles on the slender wand, as if a golden spell was hanging on the brown wood. Apart from anything else, the appearance of the wand alone was better than all the wands Harry had tried.

It is unexpectedly thin and seems like it will break if you bend it.

"Wave it, yes...wait- oh! My...Merlin...!"

As Harley waved her hand, clusters of silver flames ignited in the air; large patches of yellow sand appeared under her feet; cold and hot appeared alternately in the room, on the contrary, the flames were cold and the yellow sand was hot.

“——Alright! Alright… Hurry… Hurry and give it to me…”

Ollivander snatched the wand away, and the strange phenomenon in the air slowly disappeared.

Harry had a feeling this was her wand.

"Yeah, yeah..." Ollivander shook his head: "It's amazing."

"I'm sorry sir...what's so wonderful about this?"

"Choice, Harry Potter... I thought you were suited to the holly."

He put the wand back into the box, tied it with a ribbon and handed it to Nagini, then reminded Harry who was standing stupidly beside him: "Remember, child. The wand does not represent the wizard, but depends on how you use it."

"The unicorn wand, a symbol of loyalty and integrity, has also been wielded by dark wizards, and the dragon's tendon, a symbol of power and ambition, has also shone brightly in the hands of righteous men. Don't worry about symbols, but ask your own heart: what kind of person are you?"

Ollivander gave the girl under the counter a complicated instruction. She wore a pair of thick black-framed glasses and had an innocent expression.