Ollivander: Vizet, Why Don't You Recommend Her Wand?

Wizet ordered only a plain-looking ice cream, a round scoop topped with plenty of nuts, chocolate chips, and raspberries.

He recalled Fukoske's actions just now, which involved slightly altering the shape of the ice cream to make it resemble a simple line drawing of an owl, yet giving it the ability to fly for a short time, just like a real owl.

It may seem simple, but it must be a thorough mastery of Levitation Charm and Transfiguration to achieve such effortless mastery.

Thinking about this, he wrote down his reasoning in his notebook, then picked up his wand and began to try it out.

It simply uses Transfiguration to shape it without making any changes, and then uses the Levitation Charm to give it the ability to fly...

Fortunately, with the Moisturizing and Preservation Charm taught by Snape, Wizet was able to repeatedly practice her speculations through the Magical Energy Field and gradually adjust the process of casting the Levitation Charm.

Luna picked up a small spoon and started scooping from the side, scooping out a spoonful of shaved ice covered with jam.

As the shaved ice melted in her mouth, her brows relaxed, and she enjoyed the moment.

She let out a satisfied hum like a kitten, her eyes sparkling as she watched Wizet shape the ice cream in the bowl and try to make it fly.

Seeing Wizet's focused expression, her eyes were full of smiles.

Wizet kept trying and eventually achieved the desired effect;

Like Fukoske, it can keep the ice cream in its original form, only its shape is modified, and it can even Accio.

"Phew... I feel like I could use this when making Magic Bread... Although it doesn't have any practical use in combat, it's fun enough."

"Of course... perhaps it can be applied to Magic Bread to create more interesting shapes, instead of just the shape that bread should have."

He smiled slightly, circled the relevant notes in his notebook, and put a checkmark on them.

When he looked up, the two bowls on the table had disappeared, and Luna was looking at him with her chin in her hand.

"Have you been waiting long?" He smiled apologetically, quickly finished the ice cream in his bowl, the coolness making his temples throb, and he could even exhale a wisp of white smoke.

"What an adorable owl, even cuter than the one I just saw." Luna stood up, picked up a napkin, and gently rubbed it against Wizet's lips.

Wizet instinctively reached out and touched the spot where she had just been scratched. "Is there ice cream on it?"

"You're eating too fast. It'll be fine to wait a little longer." Luna nodded gently. "There's still a long time until the time you agreed to meet Daddy!"

"It's supposed to be me taking care of you, it's really..."

Between us, is there still a need to differentiate... who is obligated to take care of whom?

Wizet smiled and said, "Yes, that's not necessary."

The blush on Luna's face faded, but he felt his cheeks getting hot.

It seems summer is indeed very hot; Ollivander's Wand Shop must be cooler...

As Fukoske watched the two figures disappear into the distance, he stroked his beard. "Ah, youth! How wonderful!"

Just as Wizet had predicted, the shop was indeed much cooler.

As always, this place is crammed with all sorts of wand boxes.

Following the call of the welcoming bell, Ollivander smiled and said, "A year has passed in the blink of an eye. Time flies, doesn't it?"

"Mr. Ollivander, are you completely alright now?" Wizet asked with concern.

Ollivander said, "I told you during the last Christmas holiday that I had fully recovered... Making a wand could help me recover even faster, but the healer just wouldn't believe me!"

He turned to look at the side. "A new face... Wizet, who is this?"

"My sister, Luna."

"Looks like she's reached school age..." Ollivander looked Luna up and down, but didn't summon the measuring tape.

"Wizet, how about I give you a little test... why don't you recommend a suitable wand for your sister?"

Wizet's heart skipped a beat. "Me, the one who recommends...?"

"Of course!" Ollivander nodded. "Wand makers often know their wands best and choose suitable masters for them based on that knowledge..."

"Conversely, you can also choose a wand for your master based on this understanding. I believe you can pass this little test based on the contents of that notebook."

Luna asked with great interest, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Ollivander blinked. "Perhaps you don't need to do anything, it's just an indescribable feeling. I believe that as long as he carefully reads the notes, he will definitely be able to complete the quiz."

"If it were me..." Wizet murmured, starting with the Wandmaking Notes, recalling various past events...

When we first met, she crossed her hands in the sunlight, casting shadows that bathed her in a warm glow...

When facing the Runespoor, her long hair flew in the wind, and her eyes revealed composure and determination...

In the early days I spent with her, I heard all sorts of amazing stories about the magical world...

In those letters exchanged, the gentle flow of emotion conveyed her tranquility and contentment...

That magical Potions brewed from the morning dew...

My heart raced as she blindfolded me...

Scene after scene...

One by one...

It lingered in Wizet's mind, allowing him to naturally put them together.

As Ollivander put it, it was an indescribable feeling that made him think Luna deserved such a wand.

Even if the shop doesn't have such a wand, he will try his best to find the materials and make it.

Thinking of this, Wizet slowly spoke, her tone confident and firm, "Sycamore, Unicorn tail hair, ten and a half inches long, flexible and extremely difficult to break!"

Ollivander explained with a smile, "A wand made of Sycamore is suitable for adventurous wizards who crave all sorts of new experiences, and I think it's perfect for you."

"A very good choice. I had the same idea." He exclaimed, then plunged into the darkness at the back of the shop and took out a brand new wand box.

"Wizet, this is the wand I just finished, containing Unicorn tail hair, a Christmas gift from you. It's one of my most satisfying creations so far."

Inside the wand case was a golden wand with a greenish tinge, its handle adorned with intricately carved spiral patterns, as beautiful as Unicorn's horn.

Luna took the wand box and carefully picked up the wand.

The instant she touched the wand, a burst of golden light illuminated the entire shop.

A golden light leaped gracefully from the tip of the wand, circled Luna once, and then nimbly returned to the wand, appearing extremely agile.

Ollivander looked the two of them up and down, a gentle smile on his face. "You chose the right wand on your first try. It seems that Wizet knows you very well."

Wizet and Luna exchanged a glance, both seeing the smile in each other's eyes...