"What an unusual request."
Old Ollivander had never seen a young wizard like this before.
After thinking for a while, the old man tottered over to the shelves and rummaged through the wand boxes, searching for one of his past creations.
Vinson had originally thought the owner of the wand shop would be furious upon hearing such a request. Unexpectedly, Old Ollivander still took it seriously and began searching.
The old man really did have a good temper.
Of course.
He was Ollivander, after all.
No matter how strange the wand, Ollivander had made one.
As Old Ollivander searched for a wand that met Vinson's requirements, he prattled on. The old man seemed to enjoy chatting with young wizards.
"A wand like that may not necessarily suit you..."
"If the material is hard enough... When was the last time someone bought a sturdy wand? It seems to have been a big fellow. Hagrid, was that his name?"
"This material isn't particularly suitable for transmitting magic..."
"Wands are meant for casting spells. Using one to beat someone's body is such a waste. Elegance and poise are what a wizard should always... Oh, I found it..."
Old Ollivander's voice abruptly stopped. Carefully cradling a long wand box in his hands, he came over and slowly began introducing his creation.
"I still remember that this was made of cedar. The box holding it fell to the floor seventeen times without being damaged. It may well be the hardest wand in my shop..."
"Cedar..."
This wand looked somewhat long.
At least, it was much longer than Old Barty's wand.
Vinson Wright opened the wand box and wrapped his hand around the wand. Magic flowed from his palm, naturally merging into the wand.
It had to be said.
The wand felt quite good.
As Vinson Wright gave the wand a gentle wave, a brilliant glimmer of starlight flashed from its tip, illuminating the entire wand shop.
Old Ollivander smiled as he watched and continued introducing the wand. "Fifteen inches, with male Unicorn Hair as its core. It will never betray its master..."
As he spoke, Old Ollivander handed over the wand box. "The wand itself is cedar. Perhaps it isn't as hard as iron birch, but there isn't a person in the world who would want to make an enemy of a wizard carrying a cedar wand..."
Clearly.
Old Ollivander thought Vinson was an irritable child who liked causing trouble, which was why he had deliberately helped Vinson choose this wand.
Sure enough, this wand really did suit Vinson.
There was a reason Ollivanders Wand Shop had stood in Diagon Alley for so long, and why its owner, Ollivander, was known as one of Europe's three greatest wandmakers...
The old man continued persuading him patiently. "My boy, it isn't only wizards who choose wands. Wands choose wizards as well. It has already decided to follow you..."
"How does it feel?"
Old Barty Crouch furrowed his brows slightly.
Unlike other new students, Vinson Wright did not merely use a wand through the instinctive direction of his magic. Vinson Wright could use any wand on his own.
"It must be a perfect match!"
Old Ollivander seemed to have been traumatized by Amos Diggory's indecisiveness when choosing a wand earlier. Sensing that Old Barty Crouch was showing signs of becoming just as long-winded, he hurriedly said, "I guarantee there isn't a wand in this entire shop that would suit the little fellow better!"
"Then I'll take this one!"
Vinson Wright placed the wand back in its box and said carelessly, "Because I really like the meaning behind cedar."
[Exploration Quest: Purchase a wand at Ollivanders Wand Shop (1/1), Quest complete. Reward: Magic Spell—Disarming Charm] [Disarming Charm: Incantation—Expelliarmus. When used on a target, the Disarming Charm can remove the weapon from an enemy's hand and make it fly into the caster's hand. If the caster's magic is powerful enough, it can disarm any weapon.]
This Disarming Charm was not quite right.
Logically speaking, the spell shouldn't have been based on magical power.
Of course, if it really could disarm any weapon, then disarming powerful wands would be nothing. Perhaps he could even try to see whether he could get the Sword of Gryffindor...
That was a true treasure...
Who could resist the temptation of becoming a Sword Saint in the Wizarding World?
Vinson Wright and Old Barty Crouch left Ollivanders Wand Shop. The last item on the new student list had now been purchased, so there was no need to remain in Diagon Alley.
Old Barty Crouch still seemed a little worried about Vinson Wright's occasional absentmindedness, so he earnestly explained the purpose of a wand. "You may think you can freely use Wandless Magic, but that doesn't mean wands aren't important. A suitable wand can reduce your magical expenditure and increase the power of your spells..."
"This one suits me quite well."
Vinson carried the owl's cage in his left hand and held the wand box in his right. He casually reassured him, "Don't worry. I know exactly what I'm choosing... To be honest, I'd rather have a wand that could seal my power."
If a powerful wizard who liked using the Disarming Charm appeared in the future, shouted "Expelliarmus" at Vinson Wright, took Vinson's wand, and then assumed he had won...
Just imagining it was amusing.
"All right. In the end, it's still your choice."
Old Barty Crouch said no more. He finally relaxed a little as well. At long last, this shopping trip that had left him numb from start to finish was over.
"Let's go back."
Vinson glanced at Old Barty, whose hands were full of things, and said softly, "Once we're back, I should start previewing the new students' textbooks..."
"...Hmm?"
There was a trace of confusion in Old Barty's eyes.
What was there for Vinson Wright to learn from the first-year textbooks at Hogwarts? The boy had already learned the Unforgivable Curses!
Old Barty Crouch had never imagined that Vinson Wright's "previewing" would be serious. The little demon was actually going to study the first-year textbooks!
Over the next twenty-odd days, Old Barty Crouch truly gained a whole new appreciation for Vinson Wright's diligence.
Starting in the morning.
Vinson Wright sat on the balcony, earnestly holding a Charms textbook and reading aloud the incantation for [Lumos]. He recited "Lumos" one hundred times.
Normally, anyone should have memorized a spell by then. Old Barty Crouch felt that Vinson had already worked hard enough.
But then...
Vinson began copying out the incantation for Lumos.
Wasn't that going too far, even if it was meant to deepen his memory of the spell?
Yet even that was only the beginning. After Vinson Wright copied the incantation one hundred times, he closed the textbook and seriously began reciting the incantation for [Lumos] from memory.
"I admit this method is pretty good..."
Old Barty Crouch straightened his clothes and advised Vinson before leaving for work. "But this method is far too inefficient. You should use your wand and try casting it more. That's the wizard's way..."
"I'm not a genius."
Vinson Wright cut Old Barty off and waved him away. "Go to work. Perhaps I can experiment with Lumos tonight..."
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