Chapter 4: Chapter 4: The Wand Chooses the Wizard
'No matter what, I still have to buy the wand.' Kyle opened the door carefully and walked in.
Diana and Chris did not follow him, probably because they thought it would take a long time to buy a wand, so after learning that Kyle was going to Ollivander first, they diverted to Gringotts.
...
The inside store was much better than the outside. Although it still looked old and the items were arranged in a messy manner, it was at least much cleaner.
Along with the crisp sound of wind chimes, a head with gray beard and hair appeared behind the counter without any warning.
"Good afternoon, kid."
Ollivander looked at Kyle and asked inexplicably: "You came alone?"
"Yes." Kyle asked puzzledly: "Is there any problem?"
Ollivander shook his head and said, "No, of course not."
As he spoke, Kyle vaguely saw a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
Strange, why would he be disappointed when customers come through the door?
'I must have misread.' Kyle shook his head and didn't think much about it.
"Okay, little wizard."
Ollivander came out from behind the counter and asked, "So, kid, can you tell me your name?"
"Kyle, Chopper," Kyle said quickly.
"Chopper..." Ollivander was slightly startled and said, "Then Mr. Chris is..."
"My father," Kyle said.
"Oh, of course..." Ollivander subconsciously glanced outside the store, but quickly retracted his gaze and explained: "I mean, after all, in the British magical world, there are not many people with the surname Chopper, you see."
It was confirmed, the old man was indeed disappointed!
Kyle saw it clearly. Just when he said that Chris was his father, the disappointment in Ollivander's eyes almost overflowed.
Not only that, he also started muttering in his mouth, repeating willow, alder, etc. The voice was too soft, Kyle couldn't hear it clearly, but he didn't care.
At this time, Kyle's mind was full of his own wand, so he didn't have the mood to care about it.
After stating his name, Kyle took the initiative and said, "Mr. Ollivander, I am accustomed to using my right hand."
After saying that, he stretched out his arms straight so that Ollivander could measure his height and arms.
He knew the process very well.
After taking the measurement, you would choose the wand, which was also the most time-consuming part.
There were eight thousand wands here, not ten thousand. In Kyle's opinion, even Ollivander would have a hard time finding a wand that matched the little wizard at a glance. He could only choose a rough range, and then give it a try one by one.
He was ready, and trying out wands was one of the things Kyle wanted to do, just like moving trash cans.
However, Ollivander's next words made Kyle confused.
"Oh, kid, if it's you, you don't need it."
Next, without measuring his height or asking for any details, Kyle just watched Ollivander walk from the counter to the most conspicuous position at the back, pull a box, and come back. He opened it and pushed it in front of Kyle.
The movements were completed in one go, without any hesitation.
"What are you waiting for? Give it a try!"
Seeing that Kyle didn't move, Ollivander couldn't help but urge.
"Huh? Oh, okay." Kyle came back to his senses and subconsciously picked up the wand in the box.
Gray and black, the appearance was very smooth, without any extra lines or accessories except the necessary handles.
It looked quite fancy.
Kyle held the wand, and without waiting for any movement, a burst of white light spurted out from the tip of the wand, filling the entire room in the blink of an eye. The originally dark and closed shop suddenly became much brighter, as if there was a skylight on the ceiling of the room.
"Okay, great."
Ollivander looked very excited. Without waiting for Kyle to ask, he said to himself: "Thirteen and one-half inches, cedar wood, phoenix feathers, I have to say, this is a very magical combination."
"A magical combination?" Kyle was a little confused.
"Yes, magical."
Ollivander looked at Kyle and explained patiently: "Cedar wands usually choose wizards who are wise and have keen insight. These wizards are naturally calm, and every choice they make is the result of careful consideration. As my father once said, you can never fool a man with a cedar wand, and I wholeheartedly agree."
"Therefore, a man with a cedar wand tends to prefer the stable and loyal unicorn tail feathers, while the phoenix tail feathers are a bit too active. In fact, I made and sold a total of thirty-six cedar wands, of which thirty had cores made of unicorn hair, five made of dragon heartstrings, and the last one..."
Ollivander did not speak but pointed at Kyle with a smile.
Kyle was puzzled: "But Sir, didn't you say that these two materials are not suitable to be used together? Then why did you still make it."
"The material is not suitable, so you shouldn't make it? No, no, no, this is wrong. The wand chooses the wizard, child. Every wand will choose its destined master after its birth, just like them..."
Ollivander pointed to the hill-like wand boxes behind him and said with a smile: "The reason why they are still here is not because they are bad, but because their fate has not come yet. Their owner is just waiting for the owls of Hogwarts."
Ollivander paused and continued: "In addition, the completely contradictory wand body and core can perfectly play their respective roles in the hands of a wizard. This is also the most fascinating part of wandlore. Just like the wand in your hand, your father, Chris had tried, and your mother, Diana had also tried, but they were just a little, just a little short. So after hearing the news about your birth, I had been waiting for this day. It's perfect, isn't it?"
Um...hmm.
Kyle nodded subconsciously.
The feeling of being able to move a wand in the palm of his hand really made him a little obsessed, and he naturally didn't want to put it down.
Although the process was somewhat different from what he expected, the result was still good, and Kyle was very satisfied with his wand.
"Seven Galleons, then, kid."
Ollivander smiled visibly even happier.
"Okay." Kyle took out the seven gold galleons he had prepared and placed them on the counter.
The first wand for a new student usually cost seven Galleons, which was already a very favorable price in the wizarding world, but this discount only applied to young wizards who had just entered school.
After receiving the money, Ollivander bowed slightly and watched Kyle leave. Then he turned to look at the other little wizard who had just entered the store and the adults following him.
"Oh, I meet you again Mr. Thomas, eleven inches, hawthorn..."
(End of chapter)
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