A bizarre adventure at Hogwarts

[Host, are you ready?] 】

【Well, I’m ready! 】

As far as the system says, after he obtains the wand here, he can draw a random spell provided by the system, which is something he can’t miss, and whether he can become stronger depends on this wand.

Joshua stood in front of a small broken shop, and outside the store hung a not very big gold signboard.

Above: Ollivander – A fine wand made since 382 BC.

Joshua was puzzled by this, since it is the wizarding world, why use the Muggle world’s timekeeping method, or is our Savior Jesus simply a great magician?

Joshua took a deep breath and pushed the door into the store.

Dark, cramped, ceiling-to-ceiling bookshelves were filled with small boxes of wands.

This was Joshua’s first impression of this famous wand shop. Then his nose was filled with indescribable smells, which seemed like the smell of paint but a little more natural, or simply… Is it the taste of a magic wand?

At this time, the store was empty, and Joshua couldn’t help but have a bold idea: or… Steal a bunch of his wands and leave?

“Oh… Child… You’re probably the boldest little wizard I’ve ever met…”

The voice from behind startled Joshua, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand that was tinkering on the bookshelf, but he moved too quickly and brought down a few boxes of wands.

“Sorry… Sir…” Joshua blushed, and the small gesture of being caught in front of him was very Hazi Cassie.

“It’s okay… I’m just curious why I saw a little wizard who was supposed to go to school at this point in time…” The owner of the voice appeared in front of Joshua, a tall, thin old man with gray hair, most memorable for his silver-white eyes, plain like a pool of bathwater.

Joshua’s face immediately turned red, and Mr. Ollivander only shook his head and smiled when he saw it.

He walked over to the counter inside the store and picked up a tape measure, “Come on, no matter what time it is, but I know what you need right now is a wand… Kid, I’ll measure you the size. Which one is your dominant hand? ”

“Right hand, sir.” Joshua was given various strange poses by Mr. Ollivander, some to facilitate the measurement of hand length, others to facilitate the measurement of shoulder width, and he even took a tape measure and circled the top of Joshua’s head, supposedly to measure the head circumference.

However, measuring head circumference was not the most wonderful thing, the old man left Joshua’s side, and the tape measure actually moved on its own and began to measure the distance between Joshua’s two nostrils.

[I hope the last little wizard who measured the distance between his nostrils did not suffer from rhinitis, otherwise if there is something strange slimy on it…]

Vomit… Joshua didn’t want to think about it any longer.

“Every Ollivander wand has a super magical substance, and that’s what it’s all about, sir. We used unicorn hair, phoenix tail feathers, and dragon nerves. Every Ollivander wand is unique because no two unicorns, dragons, or phoenixes are exactly the same. Of course, if you use a wand that should belong to another wizard, you will never have such a good effect. ”

Ollivander nagged for a long time, but Joshua always felt as if he had heard this passage somewhere.

“I’ve heard that it’s the wand that chooses the wizard…” Joshua began, but before he could continue, Ollivander interrupted.

“Yes, sir. But.. Wands don’t have life in the broad sense that we define, so one of my duties is to help wands choose a good owner for them…” Mr. Ollivander pulled a small box from the shelf, “Huang Cen wood, unicorn hair, eleven inches long… This tree is called the Wood of Knowledge, Purity and Truth…”

The wand was taken back before it could be hot, “No, no… Looks like it’s not for you…”

Joshua always felt that Ollivander was speaking to the wand and not to himself.

“Eh… That’s right! Mr. Ollivander! You haven’t told me how this wand matches the wizard! How can I know if this wand is right for me? ”

The performance in the movie is much simpler, Harry Potter can make the wand box on the bookshelf fly with a wave of his wand, but… How the hell is this done?

“Ah… It’s simple, as long as you take the wand and inject your own magic and wave it lightly, of course, if the match is not enough, I will take it away before you swing it… After all, when people are old, they sometimes look away…” Ollivander took out a small box again, “Willow wood, phoenix feathers, suitable for operating spells, eleven inches, willow wood represents flexibility and wisdom…”

This time Ollivander did not snatch his wand, but looked at Joshua with encouragement.

Well, treat a dead horse as a live horse doctor, Joshua closed his eyes and waved his wand gently.

Yet nothing happened.

“It seems… It’s not…” Ollivander let out a charter-like sigh, as if to lament that Joshua was not the only martial arts prodigy.

The next time Ollivander took out his wand—Joshua turned out the wand—experimented—failed—took out the wand again, and the cycle gradually drained, and by the time Mr. Arthur found Joshua with a large pile of things, the only bench in the small shop had been filled with wand boxes.

[This is obviously wrong! System! How come nothing happened! 】

Ollivander shook his head and took his wand away, which made Joshua even more confused.

[Your little wizard qualification you gave me can’t be fake, right?] How come I don’t feel the magic of what Ollivander said? 】

(So… What wand will the protagonist get? ）