Fox Demon: Heaven rewards diligence; I will eventually achieve divine mastery of martial arts.

Actually, after learning last night that Harry Potter was raised as a Muggle, he was very worried about one thing.

Will Harry Potter be unable to accept the wizarding world?

After all, many Muggles are very resistant to it once they find out.

Fortunately, the worst did not happen.

"Alright, don't look at these things yet. I'll take you to Gringotts to see the wealth your parents left you. We need to get the money first before we can buy what you want."

Upon arriving at Gringotts, Harry Potter was once again deeply shocked.

Whether it's fairies, underground tunnels, or the mountains of wealth piled up in a vault.

All of this gave Harry Potter a somewhat unreal feeling, like he was in a dream.

This feeling only gradually dissipated after he arrived at the wand shop.

"I'm sorry, these magic wands are quite different from what I expected."

Looking at the little old man in front of him in Ollivanders wand shop, Harry Potter said helplessly.

“Oh? Mr. Potter, is there something that you’re not satisfied with? If you can tell me, I think I can help you solve it.”

Mr. Ollivander showed no impatience despite the mountain of wands that had been tried, nor was he annoyed when Harry was dissatisfied with the wand he had chosen for him. Instead, he spoke very seriously and gently.

"Too light."

Harry Potter gently waved his wand. "I'm not quite used to it. Before I came here, I always imagined wands to be tall, heavy, and sturdy long staffs."

"Just like Gandalf in the movie."

"Sorry, you may not know who Gandalf is."

“I think I understand what you mean. I didn’t expect Mr. Potter to be such a rare retro enthusiast.”

Retro enthusiasts?

Harry Potter shrugged, feeling like he'd learned a new word, silently hoping the other person would understand what he meant.

For him, he still hoped that the wand could not only have some spellcasting ability, but also serve as a physical weapon.

The long staff from the movie would be perfect.

It is heavy and sturdy, making it perfect for use as a long staff, and it can also be used to launch magic.

Imagine yourself hurling your wand at someone, and as they hastily dodge, you unleash another spell.

“Mr. Potter, please wait a moment. I have an idea, but it’s at the very back of the warehouse. I’ll go get it now.”

As soon as Mr. Ollivander left, Hagrid approached him.

"Harry, what are you doing? Wasn't the wand that Mr. Ollivander just chose for you perfectly fine?"

"It's just a personal preference; I really don't like these flimsy wands."

Harry Potter shrugged. Although he knew his actions might be a bit willful, the thought that this was a wand that would accompany him for almost his entire life made him realize that this was not something that could be easily dismissed.

"Alright, it seems you already have your own ideas, but I should warn you beforehand that a unique wand might attract a lot of unnecessary attention."

"I think I'm mentally prepared."

Just as the two were talking, Ollivander came over, panting, carrying a long bundle as tall as a person in both hands.

"Mr. Potter, try this one."

The package was opened, and inside was a golden staff.

The rounded long staff, topped with a gilded staff head, looks rather majestic.

Lin Yu looked at the wand in Harry Potter's mind and felt a faint sense of familiarity.

Ash wood

Mr. Ollivander introduced the wand, "This is a wand in the Durmstrang style, but unfortunately not many people here like it."

Harry Potter picked up the wand, but instead of swinging it gently, he tried it out as if it were a long stick.

"Oh, no, no, it seems this one isn't quite right for you. No problem, I have plenty of similar ones. Just a moment."

In the blink of an eye, Ollivander snatched the wand from Harry Potter's hand and then ran off to get a new one.

After a while, the entire wand shop became a mess, with wands piled up haphazardly everywhere.

Even Harry Potter seemed a little embarrassed by it.

"Maybe I should just choose the one I chose before."

Seeing Mr. Ollivander running over again, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, Harry Potter said apologetically.

"No, no, Mr. Potter, it's a centuries-old tradition at Ollivanders Wand Shop to let everyone choose the wand that best suits them."

Mr. Ollivander said without the slightest impatience, "Try this one."

The package containing the wand was opened, and this time, a jet-black wand came into Harry Potter's view.

It was unclear what kind of wood it was, but the cylinder was pitch black, and at the top was a diamond-shaped black crystal, which looked mysterious and imposing, instantly captivating Harry Potter's attention.

He reached out and took the wand. The moment he held it, the sharp crystal hummed and emitted a black light.

Upon seeing this, Mr. Ollivander happily introduced, "Ebony, seventy-one inches, black unicorn horn, hard yet supple."

Harry Potter took a moment to process it, and a smile bloomed on his face.

He was very satisfied with the wand, whether it was its shape, length, or weight.

"This is it. Thank you so much, Mr. Ollivander."

Having bought the wand he wanted, Harry Potter happily told Ollivander.

"You're welcome. It's my duty to help customers choose the right wand for them."

This wand cost a total of eighteen Galleons due to the materials used, which left Hagrid speechless.

You should know that a normal wand only has seven or eight Galleons, so this one is worth significantly more.

"Looks like I'll have to get some more money from Gringotts for you next time."

After the two had bought everything, Hagrid jokingly said to Harry Potter...

"Then I'll treat you to a meal as payment for running the errand."

Harry Potter blinked and spoke to Hagrid.

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter in unison.

Carrying large bags and small packages, and with Hedwig just like in the original story, Harry Potter returned to the Dursleys' house.

"We'll meet again at Hogwarts. We still have some time during the holidays. If anything comes up, have your owl send a letter to Hogwarts, and I'll receive it."

"Oh, and don't forget to reply to the principal."

"Okay, I know."

"Also, are you sure you don't need me to do anything for you?"

Hagrid glanced at the family who were hiding behind the window, spying on him and Harry, and whispered.

"It's okay, I can handle it myself."

"I'm not someone you can easily bully."

Harry Potter patted his wand and said with a smile.

Hagrid chuckled twice and patted Harry Potter on the shoulder.

"Since you're so confident, then we'll meet again at school."

With that, Hagrid waved his hand and walked away into the distance, facing the setting sun.

After watching Hagrid leave, Harry Potter turned and walked toward the Dursleys' house.

Upon Harry Potter's return, a flurry of footsteps filled the room.

As soon as Harry Potter opened the door, he saw his Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and his cousin Dudley standing in front of him like a wall, completely blocking his way.

"Don't go!"

"We absolutely must not have any contact with those freaks!"

Give me your owl!

The Dursleys turned and glared at Dudley, the traitor, before turning back to stare at Harry Potter.

Under the gaze of the three men, Harry Potter slowly put down what he was holding and then ignored them as he walked toward the closet.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 216 Deterrence

The whole family was completely baffled by Harry Potter's actions.

"Harry! What is this?"

Without Hagrid around, Uncle Vernon became noticeably bolder.

He roared as always, trying to re-establish his authority.