The Wonderful Wand

Harry did not say much, however. He would not directly contradict a kind old man, at most offering subtle advice.

"All right, Mr. Potter, come here and let me see—which arm do you use to wield your wand?" Ollivander's gaze sharpened.

Though he did not know what Ollivander meant, Harry obediently replied, "My right hand, sir."

"Raise your arm. Good, just like that. I need to obtain your physical measurements so I can match you with a wand better suited to you." Ollivander went over to a cabinet full of wand boxes and began selecting one.

While Ollivander chose a wand, the measuring tape continued automatically taking Harry's measurements.

These included, but were not limited to, his height, leg length, arm length, and even the distance between his eyes.

Harry had no idea what these measurements were for. Perhaps it was some secret art of the Wizarding World.

At that moment, he focused more of his attention on the self-measuring tape. He sensed fluctuations of Magic Power from it, as though that Magic Power had granted the tape a dim, rudimentary intelligence.

What kind of magic was this?

Harry was curious. It was a type of magic he had never seen before.

Although Kamar-Taj also had brooms that could clean automatically, those operated according to prearranged instructions. They were completely different from the faint intelligence granted to this measuring tape.

Harry immediately thought further. If this magic that bestowed intelligence could be developed further, could it create life?

Sure enough, no matter how lacking the Wizarding World was, it still had things worth learning from.

Once the tape had finished measuring him, it dropped to the floor and curled itself into a ball.

Ollivander finally stopped before one box, took out a wand, and handed it to Harry.

"Mr. Potter, give this one a try. Beechwood and dragon heartstring, nine inches long, very flexible.

Give it a wave."

The instant Harry took the wand, he felt it draw upon the Magic Power inside him. The amount it pulled out even exceeded what he could control!

An invincible surge of Magic Power burst from the wand tip, seemingly ready to tear apart everything before it.

Harry was alarmed. Just as the Magic Power was about to strike Mr. Ollivander, he swiftly shattered the space ahead like a mirror, finally sending that telekinetic force into the Mirror Dimension at the last moment.

Perhaps Ollivander was too old and had not reacted in time. He did not even realize he had nearly died just now.

He looked around in confusion before finally asking Harry, "Mr. Potter, did you hear the sound of a mirror breaking?"

Harry panicked a little. "N-no, I didn't..."

"It seems I truly am getting old."

Ollivander shook his head and took the wand from Harry's hand.

"This one does not suit you. Try this one instead.

Maple and phoenix feather, seven inches long, with excellent springiness."

This time, prepared for it, Harry's Magic Power was still stirred, but it did not spiral out of control.

Harry tried to wave the wand and use telekinesis, but the flow of Magic Power felt clumsy and sluggish. The chair he moved shattered apart.

"No, this one will not do either." Ollivander brought over another new wand, but it still did not work.

After many attempts, Ollivander showed no impatience. Instead, he found it increasingly interesting.

"What a picky customer. Still, you can always find your ideal wand here.

Try this one. Holly, phoenix feather, eleven inches, very flexible."

Harry took it and immediately felt the difference.

This wand seemed to become completely one with him. The flow of Magic Power clearly accelerated, and even the amount of Magic Power he could manipulate increased.

With this wand's help, the amount of Magic Power he could control had doubled!

Harry's eyes lit up. If he could retain this twofold increase after returning to the other world, he would surpass Wong, Mordo, and the others, becoming the most powerful mage beneath the Supreme Mage!

What exactly was going on with this world's wandmaking techniques?

There were no magic arrays inscribed within the wands to reconcile the conflicts between magical materials. It seemed that simply combining different materials could produce wondrous power.

No, it could not be that simple. The Magic Power within these magical materials had fused together perfectly, allowing them to unleash such incredible power.

While Harry was lost in thought, Ollivander suddenly shouted loudly.

"How marvelous! Simply incredible!"

Harry looked at him in confusion, and Ollivander explained, "I remember every wand I have ever sold. Two wands were made from tail feathers of the same phoenix. One is the wand in your hand, and the other... its owner left you that scar."

Harry's gaze narrowed. It was The Mysterious Person!

Was this a coincidence?

Or was this truly the destiny of a savior?

Harry did not believe in destiny. He cast the thought aside and instead considered how to use the brother-wand connection to find The Mysterious Person.

Divination?

That had potential!

After paying Mr. Ollivander seven Galleons for the wand, Harry left the wand shop.

He had already decided to add wandmaking to his upcoming schedule.

If low-Magic Power materials could create a wand with a twofold boost, then what about the high-Magic Power materials from that other world?

Could they grant him even greater power?

Just as he stepped out of the wand shop, Hagrid came toward him.

He carried a birdcage in his right hand and a large cake in his left.

"Harry, I haven't celebrated your birthday with you yet. Happy birthday.

Look at the gift I carefully picked out for you—a snowy white snowy owl. I think you'll like it!"

Taking the gift, Harry broke into a brilliant smile. He was beginning to like this hateful world more and more.

"Thank you, Hagrid. I really like this gift!"

After purchasing everything, Hagrid took Harry back to the Dursley family and then left.

Over the following month, Harry got along very well with the Dursley family. They spared no effort in currying favor with Harry, hoping to obtain more magic from him and to remove the price of having to say, 'I am an idiot,' before casting spells.

Harry decisively refused. They did not dare get angry and could only force smiles.

For most of the following month, Harry studied the magic of this world.

He learned many interesting spells from the Book of Spells and the Standard Spells series.

To his surprise, most magic in this world had little offensive power, yet was remarkably wondrous.

Spells like Reparo and Scourgify required extremely advanced magical attainment to achieve in the other world, but in this world, even a Young Wizard could perform them with ease.

What delighted him most was Transfiguration. Its characteristics were an exceptionally perfect fit for Chaos Magic.

With this magic, he could not only transform objects, but even make slight changes to the rules!

Heavens!

The Supreme Mage had once told him that he would need a very long time of practice before he could alter rules, but now, through Transfiguration, he could already do it!

Happy New Year, everyone!