Douluo: Huo Yuhao of the clone style

Chapter 256: The old witch with two guns sets sail

The magic wand, or magic staff, is an essential equipment for magic characters.

However, compared to the equipment of Brother Gua or Old Yi, the magic wands in the wizarding world are closer to the short staffs among the many types of magic wands.

——That is, a thick chopstick ranging from a dozen centimeters to several dozen centimeters in length.

In the Glorious Continent, this kind of staff, due to its size limitation, usually has almost no enhancement other than guiding spells.

In the wizarding world, the main function of the wand is the same.

At most, due to the different materials selected, there will be a certain mosquito-leg-level increase, or casting tendency.

This effect will be more outstanding if the wand is made by Ollivander, a wand maker who is quite famous in the entire wizarding world.

His philosophy is that the wand chooses the wizard, so he will pair a huge number of wands and wizards until he chooses the most suitable one.

The wand obtained in this way is almost the most suitable wand of the same type for wizards.

However, none of this has anything to do with Harley.

She had long planned to follow the example of her group friends and create something more exciting for herself.

So, although for wizards, this is essential equipment.

But when she bought the wand, it was more like buying a transitional device and a souvenir from the scenic spot.

……

"We're here, Ollivander's Wand Shop."

Professor McGonagall brought Harry to a small, shabby shop that was so shabby that the gold sign on the door was peeling off.

If Harry hadn't known this in advance, it would have been hard for her to imagine that this was the only world-famous wand shop in the UK.

Professor McGonagall pulled Harry through the door.

Once inside, the store only has long and narrow boxes stacked almost to the ceiling.

Harry, who knew the plot, knew that each box contained a wand made by Ollivander.

She would try out the wands later to find a suitable one.

——Although it would most likely be Voldemort’s brother wand.

Harry and Mag each found a bench and sat down.

But soon after they sat down, an old man emerged from among the boxes.

This is this generation's Ollivander, the man who almost redefined wand making in the wizarding world.

"Oh, Professor McGonagall, is this another new student?"

Perhaps because Harry didn't take off his hat, Ollivander couldn't recognize Harry immediately.

It seems that this person does not have the superpower of reading people's names like the Red Skull next door.

"Yes, this is ..."

Professor McGonagall gave Harry a questioning look.

"Harry Potter."

Harry then took off his hat.

The lightning-shaped scar on his forehead was faintly visible through his bangs.

"My pleasure."

Ollivander was polite.

"I knew I'd see you soon."

Then, this wand maker, who values ​​wands more than people, began to explain to Harry the wands of her parents and the wand of her enemy Voldemort.

Then Ollivander got down to business.

"Miss Potter, what is your dominant hand?"

He took out a tape measure, which flew up and down, automatically measuring Harley's various data.

Even the distance between the nostrils was not spared.

"It's either way."

To be honest, Harry didn't really understand the purpose of the tape measure. It just measured one by one anyway.

Moreover, the original setting also mentioned that the size of the magic wand has very little correlation with height.

She could only guess that these things might narrow the scope.

"I usually only choose unicorn tail hair, dragon heartstrings, and phoenix tail feathers as the core materials of the wand."

Ollivander explained to Harry as he searched the boxes for the wand.

"Because I don't think the cat-kinz whiskers that have been passed down from generation to generation in my family would be more suitable for the little wizard in the family."

"On the contrary, it is best to make a wand out of these three powerful magical substances and then let them choose the wizard on their own."

He brought out a large pile of boxes.

"Try this."

Ollivander pulled out a wand and handed it over.

"Made of acacia wood, with a phoenix tail feather as the core, twelve inches."

Harry took the wand naturally.

She did not ask Ollivander to directly take out his original wand, which was the twin brother of the wand held by Voldemort.

The main reason was that the people in the group were really noisy, and they just wanted to watch her experience the whole process of choosing a magic wand.

Of course, she actually wanted to try the complete process herself.

Although I already knew the answer, it is still fun to experience the process.

After Harry took the wand, it was snatched away by Ollivander before she could even feel anything.

"No, no, no, this one is not suitable. Then try this one, larch wood, unicorn tail hair?"

Another new wand.

Of course, nature is not appropriate either.

"Hornbeam, the heartstrings of the dragon?"

Ollivander took out wand after wand, handed it to Harry and then quickly snatched it away.

However, the more tests he conducted, the happier he became.

"Far more picky than I thought. So how about this one?"

Ollivander handed over a bare wand without any decoration.

"Fir, dragon's heartstring, fourteen and a half inches."

Harry touched it casually.

She thought this one wouldn't react either, after all, her destined wand was another one.

But something shocking happened to her.

The magic power in her body seemed to have found an outlet and spontaneously flowed toward the wand, along with her mental power that had just awakened.

In an instant, a tremendous pressure spread in the small shop, as if it was the might of a dragon in mythology.

Ollivander in front of Harry didn't react much and was pressed to the ground.

Professor McGonagall, who was behind Harry, also fell off the bench.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that would happen."

Harry quickly withdrew his magic and mental power, and helped Ollivander and Professor McGonagall up.

"It's okay, nothing is surprising when buying a wand."

Professor McGonagall casually tapped herself with her wand, and all the dust on her body disappeared completely.

She had brought countless new students from Muggle families to buy wands over the years, and she was no longer surprised by it.

"Amazing, amazing."

Ollivander didn't care about the dust on his body at all.

After he was helped up, his eyes almost dropped to Harry's wand.

"In all these years, this is the first time I've seen a wand completely submit to a wizard when they first meet. It's incredible, really incredible."

Ollivander examined the wand in Harry's hand carefully.

The reaction of this wand is completely different from the traditional wand harvested by young wizards.

"Can you let me try?"

This time he didn't snatch it away directly, but looked at Harry with a questioning look.

"Please."

Harry handed the wand back.

At this moment, the legendary wand master took the wand respectfully with a pilgrim expression.

Ollivander then waved it in his hand and tried a random spell, but nothing happened.

"Sure enough, he is rejecting me."

Ollivander's expression became more and more excited.

As a wand maker, even if the wand does not completely accept him, it will not resist him too much. This is also the case with wands made by others.

But now, this magic wand that was clearly made by himself is completely ignoring him.

He even had a feeling that if he used a little more force, he would be flung away.

Ollivander thought so and did so.

Sure enough, he found himself flying out the next second after he exerted force, knocking over the stacked wand boxes.

In an instant, the box collapsed, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Harry's wand, on the other hand, just hovered in the same place without any fluctuations.

"Mr. Ollivander?"

Harry and Professor McGonagall exclaimed.

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

Old Man Ollivander climbed out from the pile of boxes.

He waved his hand, all the dust was sucked away, and the boxes returned to their original positions one by one.

"Hopefully no wands are damaged."

Harley couldn't help but say.

"Don't worry, Miss Potter. You don't have to pay for it even if it's damaged."

Ollivander said.

"Besides, the protection of my store is quite strong."

It is normal for young wizards to make a big fuss when buying wands.

If he hadn't taken precautions, his wand would have been lost to the disaster.

"That's good."

Harry nodded.

It would be a shame if so many wands were broken.

"Mr. Ollivander, what went wrong?"

Professor McGonagall hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking.

"No problem, I'm just repelled by the wand. This wand doesn't allow anyone other than Harry to cast spells."

Ollivander explained.

He reached out and tried to touch Harry's wand, but it dodged him.

"Wow."

Professor McGonagall felt that this year's freshmen would not be more surprising to her.

"Miss Potter's talent is probably even stronger than that one."

As Ollivander spoke quietly, he looked at Professor McGonagall with an expression that said "you know what I mean."

"He didn't have this ability when he bought his wand."

Ollivander remembered clearly the day he sold his wand to Voldemort.

He made much less noise than Miss Potter did when he got his wand.

Professor McGonagall naturally understood who Ollivander was referring to, which made her look surprised.

As a staunch supporter of Dumbledore, the professor naturally believed that Voldemort was not dead.

He is just accumulating strength now and may make a comeback at any time.

As the person who must fight Voldemort according to the prophecy (according to Dumbledore), the higher Harry's talent, the higher the possibility of surviving Voldemort.

This made Mag sincerely happy for Harry.

And what is Harley, the center of their discussion, doing now?

She watched her group members discuss why her wand was a different kind of wand.

Daily life: I guess it’s because of the chat group that Harley occupies a larger proportion of Harley’s body.

Daily: Less relevant to Voldemort.

Everyday: So a brand new wand would be most suitable, not a yew twin.

Douluo: I feel that it is because the fragments of Voldemort’s soul have been stripped away.

Douluo: So, Harry has nothing to do with Voldemort now.

Daily: Who said that? Isn’t there a prophecy?
Douluo: The prophecy is obviously related to metaphysics. Where does the magic wand get such ability?
If one could really reach this level of metaphysics, wouldn't Ollivander's wand be able to kill the Elder Wand in minutes?
Daily life: Do you understand the fairy tale world? Do you understand the magic wand choice wizard?
Douluo: Fairy tales also have their own operating principles.

Douluo: In this world, the prophecy system has only worked on a few people.

Daily: Harry, who do you think makes more sense?

Halle: I think both of you make a lot of sense.

Harry has a British civil servant vibe to her.

Hallie: Why can't it be caused by both reasons at the same time? After all, it's not like only one of the two reasons can coexist.

Daily: But even so, this reason of mine definitely accounts for a larger proportion.

Douluo: That’s hard to say.

Hallie: Stop, let me try.

Daily life: How to say it?
Harry: I'm going to draw some of the power of Voldemort's soul and see if I can match it with the wand in the original book.

Harley: If the ratio issue is caused by the chat group, then it will definitely not match.

Harry: And if it's because of Voldemort's soul power...

Everyone understands what Harley means without me saying anything.

Daily: That makes sense.

Douluo: Good idea.

……

When his consciousness returned to reality, Ollivander and Professor McGonagall's whispering just ended.

Ollivander was just about to get the wand box so that he could pack his wands more easily.

At this time, Harley extracted a trace of power from the fragments that were banned by the chat group and sealed it in her own mental power.

The next thing to do is to test the holly wand.

But Harry couldn't say it directly. She shouldn't know openly at this moment that Ollivander had a yew brother wand.

"Forget it, I'll try it myself first, and if it doesn't work I'll ask Ollivander to take it."

Harry controlled his mental power and swept all the wands in the room.

In an instant, countless weak waves came towards Harley.

Among these fluctuations, some are welcomed, some are not disgusted, but more are indifferent.

"I guess this is the reaction of the wand. It turns out that there is a reason why the wand chooses the wizard."

Harley instantly understood the true identity of these fluctuations.

And among these fluctuations, there was one that conveyed a strong recognition and call.

Harley: Huo Ge’s guess is correct, or at least it accounts for a larger proportion.

Douluo: That’s what I said.

Daily: It shouldn’t be like that.

Whether Izumi admits it or not, the result is this.

Of course, Harley didn't continue to pay attention to the two people's reactions.

She was wondering whether she should take the wand with her.

Type-Moon: How can I, the destined savior, miss the magic wand given by fate?
Atram saw Harley's hesitation, so he encouraged her.

Hallie: It's not technically destiny, but you're right.

Harley made her decision.

"Mr. Ollivander, there is another wand calling me."

Harry said to the wand man who was using a box to catch wands in the air like a net.

"This is impossible."

Ollivander turned to look at Harry and denied it immediately.

"No two wands are exactly alike, so a wizard will only have one wand until something serious happens to him."

"it is true."

Harry released a little bit of his mental energy.

The next moment, in a corner of the shop, a box containing a holly wand began to tremble violently.

"?!"

For the first time, the experienced wandmaker felt that he did not understand wands.

(End of this chapter)