Chapter 5: Ollivander "Makes Wands"
They arrived next at Flourish and Blotts.
Beyond the books on her purchase list, Hermione also picked out several volumes that caught her interest.
But judging by her eagerness, if her funds weren't so limited, she might have bought one copy of every book in the store.
Brook only bought the textbooks.
Though he desperately wanted to find a book that could prevent his thoughts from being spied on, Dumbledore was still there.
He would have to wait until next time he came.
Dumbledore also bought a book thicker than the palm of his hand.
Before Brook could even make out the title, Dumbledore had already tucked it into his pocket.
It seemed wizards had spatial storage items too.
Afterward, they went to the Cauldron Shop and the apothecary.
As for the pet shop, they temporarily ruled it out.
Hermione didn't have much money left.
Brook had no interest in buying a pet at all.
Or rather, pets that could be bought for a few dozen Gold Galleons weren't even worth his consideration.
He just wondered if the Magical World had cat-eared girls or machine girls (drooling).
Finally, they arrived at their last stop—Ollivander's Wand Shop.
The sign out front read: "Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C."
Dumbledore introduced it: "This is the finest wand-making shop in Britain."
The storefront was very old, and the interior was so cramped it seemed like it might collapse under the weight of the towering piles of wand boxes at any moment.
"Oh, Albus, you're a rare guest. It's been fifty-three years since you last brought a new student, hasn't it?"
A figure suddenly appeared from behind a shelf, startling Hermione.
"Minerva and the others are too busy to manage, Ollivander."
The two old men then started chatting.
(waving cheerfully) (happily joining in)
They completely forgot why they were there in the first place.
Brook shrugged, took the ramrod-straight Hermione by the arm, and led her to the only chair in the shop to sit down.
Half each, just enough room.
By the time Brook was almost falling asleep, he finally heard Ollivander say, "So, who goes first?"
"Ladies first. This is Hermione Granger." Dumbledore looked at Hermione.
Hermione shot up and stood before Ollivander.
"Child, which hand do you favor?"
"My right." Hermione answered, a little nervous.
A tape measure flew out of Ollivander's pocket.
It measured from Hermione's shoulder down to her fingertips, up and down, left and right, even around her head.
Hermione stood perfectly still, not daring to move.
But Ollivander didn't even look at the tape measure; he moved through the shelves on his own.
Finally, he took a box from a shelf in the corner and handed it to Hermione.
"Vine Wood, Dragon Heartstring, ten and three-quarter inches, pleasantly supple."
Hermione held the wand box, a bit at a loss.
"Child, give it a try."
Only then did Hermione snap out of it and carefully take out the wand.
The moment she held it in her hand, a golden light flashed.
"Excellent. You must be a very clever young witch. This wand suits you perfectly."
Hearing Ollivander's praise, a faint blush spread across Hermione's cheeks.
"Your turn, child."
"Can I choose for myself?"
Brook raised a hand to stop the tape measure flying toward him.
The measuring tape seemed dejected, its head drooping low as it slumped weakly onto the nearby chair.
It wasn't that Brook wanted to show off.
The main thing was that Ollivander's had three system tasks here.
[Independently choose a wand (system assists with selection).]
[Refute Ollivander's view that "the wand chooses the wizard."]
[Obtain more than one wand from Ollivander's Wand Shop.]
He wanted to see if he could complete them.
Ollivander wasn't angry, though. He said seriously, "Child, my judgment is still quite sharp, and it is the wand that chooses the wizard."
Brook: ┑( ̄Д  ̄)┍
This gave him the perfect chance to refute that.
"The wand chooses the wizard? Then what is the essence of a wand?"
"The essence of a wand?" Ollivander looked puzzled.
"I think the essence of a wand is a tool. It's the wizard's use that gives it meaning in existence."
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"The compatibility between wand and wizard affects how well the wizard's magic performs."
"I don't deny that, but we're discussing the relationship of primary and secondary here, aren't we?"
Brook turned to Dumbledore.
"Headmaster, if I held a wand and you didn't, could I beat you?"
Dumbledore had been watching their debate with interest.
He hadn't expected to be dragged into it himself.
"I think, at present, you could not."
Brook looked back at Ollivander.
"So a wand doesn't directly make me a powerful wizard."
"That's because you haven't learned magic yet and can't bring out the wand's potential," Ollivander said offhandedly.
"Exactly. Magic requires the wizard to learn it, so the key factor is the wizard's own ability. Letting a tool choose the person—isn't that putting the cart before the horse?"
Ollivander was momentarily speechless.
Just then, a system prompt rang out in Brook's mind.
[Congratulations, host, for completing the refutation of Ollivander's view that the wand chooses the wizard. Reward: one lottery draw.]
"Since Brook wants to choose for himself, let him try. If he can't find the most suitable wand, Ollivander, we'll have to trouble you then," Dumbledore said, smoothly mediating and giving Ollivander an out.
"Then can I pick more than one?" Brook seized the chance to ask.
"No, absolutely not," Ollivander refused immediately.
"Why?"
"The wand most compatible with a wizard is unique."
A faint smile tugged at the corner of Brook's mouth.
It wasn't that he liked bullying people.
He had to blame the system.
System: "¥#@%..."
"There must be quite a few wizards in the world, right? Do they all come here to buy wands from you?"
"How could that be?"
"Then are all the wand-making techniques in the world the same as yours?"
"Ollivander's wand-making technique is the best," Ollivander said, puffing out his chest with pride.
"There you go. They can find their most suitable wand at other wand shops, and they can find it here too. Does that still make their wand unique?"
"You—"
Ollivander's eyes widened as he felt the belief he'd held for so long begin to waver.
He sat down dejectedly, startling the measuring tape into quickly flying up.
Brook had just swapped a concept on him.
No matter how many different wands a person buys from how many different places.
The one that suits him best is always singular.
"A single wand is enough; more than that is useless." Dumbledore reminded him helplessly.
Brook spread his hands: ┑( ̄Д  ̄)┍
"But I have two hands, don't I?"
"What's your name?" Ollivander asked.
"Brook Lott."
"I can't really refute your point, but I still believe the wand that suits a wizard best is singular."
Ollivander sighed helplessly, then, as if resigned, continued.
"You can only buy one wand from me, but I can give you an extra one as a gift."
"What about Hermione?"
Hermione quickly waved her hand. "I don't need one. One is already enough."
Brook shrugged and walked toward the shelves to start picking wands.
When it came to weapons, there was never such a thing as enough.
Ever heard of firepower deficiency phobia?
He stepped deeper into the shelves and only then realized just how big this seemingly small shop actually was.
Two rows of shelves, front and back, were neatly stacked with wand boxes.
He couldn't see the end of them at all.
After taking a few more steps deeper into the shelves, he thought to himself.
"Your turn, system. Which two wands should I pick?"
He waited for a while, but there was no response from the system in his mind.
This system isn't broken, is it!
How was he supposed to pick wands?
If it weren't for the "system helps with selection" note in the quest, he would never have taken this kind of task.
Weapons were very important.
What now?
Waiting online.
Pretty urgent.
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