Ollivander's "Wandmaking"

Ollivander's "Wandmaking" They then arrived at Flourish and Blotts.

Besides the books on her purchase list, Hermione also picked out several books that interested her.

But judging by the way she was going about it, if her money had not been so limited,

she might have bought one copy of every book in the shop.

Brook only bought the textbooks.

Although he really wanted to find a book that could prevent others from peering into his thoughts.

But Dumbledore was still there.

He could only wait until the next time he came.

Dumbledore also bought a book thicker than his palm.

Before Brook could make out its title, Dumbledore slipped it into his pocket.

Apparently, wizards had spatial storage equipment too.

After that, they went to the Cauldron Shop and the apothecary.

As for the pet shop, they temporarily ruled it out.

Hermione was running low on money.

Brook simply had no interest in buying a pet.

Or rather, pets that could be bought for a few dozen Gold Galleons were not even worth considering to him.

He just wondered whether the Magical World had cat-eared girls or machine girls.

Finally, they arrived at the last destination of their trip—Ollivander's Wand Shop.

The sign above the door read: "Makers of Fine Wands Since 382 B.C."

Dumbledore introduced it. "This is Britain's finest wandmaking shop."

The storefront was extremely old, while the inside was even more cramped, as though it might be crushed at any moment beneath the mountain of wand boxes.

"Oh, Albus, you are a rare visitor. It has been fifty-three years since you last brought new students here, hasn't it?"

A figure suddenly appeared from behind the shelves, startling Hermione.

"Minerva and the others are too busy, Ollivander."

After that, the two old men began chatting.

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They completely forgot why they had come.

Brook shrugged, pulled the ramrod-straight Hermione over, and sat down with her on the only chair in the shop.

One half each—just enough room to sit.

Brook was nearly asleep from waiting when he finally heard Ollivander say,

"So, which of you will go first?"

"Ladies first. This is Hermione Granger." Dumbledore looked at Hermione.

Hermione sprang to her feet and stood before Ollivander.

"Child, which hand do you favor?"

"Right hand," Hermione answered nervously.

A tape measure flew out of Ollivander's pocket.

It measured from Hermione's shoulder to her fingertips, up and down, left and right, even measuring the circumference of her head.

Hermione stood perfectly straight, not daring to move at all.

Yet Ollivander did not look at the tape measure. He simply wandered through the shelves.

In the end, he took a box from a shelf in a corner and handed it to Hermione.

"Vine Wood, Dragon Heartstring, ten and three-quarters inches, supple."

Holding the wand box, Hermione seemed at a loss.

"Child, give it a try."

Only then did Hermione react, carefully taking the wand out.

The moment she held the wand in her hand, a flash of golden light appeared.

"Excellent. You must be a clever little witch. This wand suits you very well."

Listening to Ollivander's praise, a faint blush rose on Hermione's cheeks.

"Your turn, child."

"Can I choose for myself?"

Brook reached out and stopped the tape measure flying toward him.

The tape measure seemed rather dejected. It drooped its head and collapsed weakly onto the chair beside it.

It was not that Brook wanted to show off.

The main reason was that Ollivander's Wand Shop had three system missions.

[Choose a wand independently (the system will help choose).]

[Refute Ollivander's belief that "the wand chooses the wizard."]

[Obtain more than one wand from Ollivander's Wand Shop.]

He wanted to see whether he could complete them.

Ollivander was not angry. He said seriously,

"Child, my judgment is quite accurate, and besides, the wand chooses the wizard."

Brook: ┑(￣Д ￣)┍

Wasn't this the perfect chance to refute him?

"The wand chooses the wizard? Then what is the essence of a wand?"

"The essence of a wand?" Ollivander was somewhat confused.

"I believe the essence of a wand is a tool. It is only through a wizard's use that it is given meaning."

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"A wand's compatibility with a wizard affects how much of the wizard's magic they can bring out."

"I do not deny that, but what we are discussing now is which is primary and which is secondary, isn't it?"

Brook turned to Dumbledore.

"Headmaster, if I held a wand and you did not, could I beat you?"

Dumbledore had originally been watching the debate between the two with great interest.

He had not expected the gossip to land on him.

"I suppose you could not, at least not yet."

Brook looked at Ollivander again.

"So a wand cannot directly make me a powerful wizard."

"That is because you have not learned magic yet and cannot bring out the wand's power," Ollivander said casually.

"Exactly. Magic must be learned by wizards, so the most crucial thing is the wizard's own ability. Therefore, isn't letting a tool choose its user putting the cart before the horse?"

Ollivander was momentarily speechless.

At that moment, a system notification suddenly rang in Brook's mind.

[Congratulations, Host, for completing the mission to refute Ollivander's belief that the wand chooses the wizard. Reward: one lottery draw.]

"Since Brook wants to choose for himself, let him try. If he cannot find the most suitable wand, Ollivander, we will still have to trouble you to help him then."

Dumbledore stepped in to smooth things over at the right moment, while also giving Ollivander a way out.

"Then can I choose a few more?" Brook seized the chance to ask.

"No, absolutely not." Ollivander immediately refused.

"Why?"

"The wand most compatible with a wizard is one of a kind."

The corners of Brook's lips curled slightly.

It was not that he enjoyed bullying people.

If anyone was to blame, blame the system.

System: "￥#@%..."

"There should be quite a few wizards in the world. Do all of them come here to buy their wands?"

"How could that be?"

"Then are all wandmaking techniques in the world the same as yours?"

"Ollivander's wandmaking technique is the finest."

Ollivander proudly puffed out his chest.

"Then there you have it. They can find the wand best suited to them in other wand shops, and they can find one here as well. Is the wand that belongs to them still unique?"

"You..."

Ollivander's eyes widened as he felt his long-held beliefs beginning to waver.

He sat down somewhat dazedly, frightening the tape measure into flying up at once.

Brook had just switched the concept.

No matter how many places a person bought different wands from,

the one best suited to them would always be unique.

"One wand is enough. More would be useless." Dumbledore reminded him helplessly.

Brook spread his hands. ┑(￣Д ￣)┍

"But I have two hands, don't I?"

"What is your name?" Ollivander asked.

"Brook Lott."

"Your argument truly cannot be refuted, but I still believe that the wand most suited to a wizard remains unique."

Ollivander sighed helplessly, then continued as though he had resigned himself to it.

"You may only buy one wand from me, but I can give you another one as a gift."

"What about Hermione?"

Hermione hurriedly waved her hands. "There is no need for me. One is already enough."

Brook shrugged and walked toward the shelves to begin choosing wands.

When had there ever been such a thing as enough weapons?

Had he never heard of firepower deficiency anxiety?

Only after he went deeper among the shelves did he realize just how large this seemingly tiny shop actually was.

Rows of shelves stretched before and behind him, neatly packed with wand boxes.

He could not see the end of them.

After taking a few more steps deeper into the shelves, he thought,

Your turn, System. Which two wands should I choose?

He waited for a while, but there was no response from the system in his mind.

The system had not malfunctioned, had it?!

How was he supposed to know how to choose a wand?

If the mission had not included the words "the system will help choose,"

he would never have taken on such a mission.

Weapons were important, after all.

What was he supposed to do now?

Waiting online.

Pretty urgent.

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