My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

Chapter 9.009. Wand Harmony

"See that white building? That's Gringotts, the wizarding bank. In the wizarding world, it's goblin territory."

Fox acted as Lynn's guide, showing him around the various shops in Diagon Alley.

"Fairies control the wizards' finances? Aren't you afraid they'll embezzle from within their own ranks?"

Lynn found this very strange. The saying "those who are not of our kind must have different hearts" exists everywhere, and wizards are not stupid; they must know this principle as well.

"No, no, no, you don't know them well enough," Fox said, shaking his head.

"Although fairies are nominally independent, they are actually under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic and are vassals of wizards."

They were the defeated, deprived of the right to use wands.

Don't underestimate this point; without wands, they'll never be able to cause any more trouble. Moreover, letting them manage wealth is far more reliable than having wizards manage it themselves; the goblins' commitment to money has stood the test of time.

Lynn wasn't particularly interested in the history of the magical world; he was now eager to acquire his own wand.

"So, should we go to Gringotts to withdraw the money first?"

Fox took out his pocket watch and checked the time.

"Hmm~ We've been delayed a bit too long at noon, and I have a dinner party to attend after six. Let's split up."

I'm going to Gringotts to get the money. You take the money I have and buy books and a wand, then go to Madam Malkin's Robes to order your school uniform, and finally wait for me there.

"no problem."

Fox took a money pouch out of his pocket and handed it to Lynn.

Lynn shook the money bag, which made a pleasant metallic clinking sound. He opened it and counted the coins; there were about twenty gold coins inside.

"A total of twenty-five Galleons, enough for you to buy everything you need for school. Of course, my investment is definitely more than that, but the rest of the money will have to wait until I withdraw it from Gringotts."

Fox pointed out the location of Ollivander's Wand Shop to Lynn, and then the two parted ways.

Diagon Alley is crowded with people. It is the largest commercial street in the British magical world, and you can find almost all magical items that can be bought through legitimate channels here.

Of course, if you want black market goods, you'll have to go to the next alley, Fandao Alley.

Ollivander's Wand Shop wasn't as easy to find as Lynn had expected. He walked for a long time following the directions Fox had given him before finally seeing a somewhat dilapidated storefront.

Ollivander was the best wand maker from 382 BC.

The narrow wooden door was printed with gold letters that had already peeled off in some places.

Of all the walking sticks made in the past thousand years, my family is the best.

Lynn silently grumbled in his mind before reaching out and pushing open the wooden door that looked like it might fall off at any moment.

"Ring ring..."

The crisp sound of the doorbell was very pleasant, and he walked into the cabin.

At first glance, the room was filled with tall wooden cabinets.

"Oh, I didn't expect to have guests today."

A short old man came out from behind a row of wooden cabinets.

He looked at Lynn with a smile, who was curiously examining the shop's decorations, and asked in a gentle voice.

"Are you a new student wizard at Hogwarts this year?"

Lynn nodded and said, "Yes, sir, I need a wand."

"You should be the last one to arrive this year." Ollivander took a piece of parchment from a drawer.

"Lynn Bellock?"

"Yes, it's me."

Are you left-handed or right-handed?

"Uh... my right hand."

A silver measuring tape floated out of Ollivander's pocket and hovered in front of Lynn.

"Come on, extend your right arm. Yes, very good, just like that."

The measuring tape made Lynn feel a little awkward, like a writhing snake.

At this moment, Ollivander waved his wand and pulled a wooden box out of the cabinet.

The wooden box floated onto the table where Lynn was tall, and the lid opened automatically.

"Beech wood paired with dragon nerve, 12 inches, a powerful combination, give it a try."

He shoved the wand into Lynn's hand, and Lynn waved it blankly at the air, but nothing happened.

But in his mind, the system's voice rang out:

[Compatibility: 23%]

Lynn was taken aback.

Is this even possible?

While he was still in a daze, Ollivander did not stop. He snatched the wand back from Lynn's hand and put another one in his hand.

"You two don't seem to be a good match, so try this instead: hawthorn wood and phoenix feathers, nine inches long, flexible and easy to use."

[Compatibility: 51%]

It's a little better than before, but there's still no special effect.

"A discerning customer, I like it. How about trying this one? Willow wood and unicorn hair, fifteen inches long, quite long and very resilient."

This time, the wand finally changed. Lynn felt something flowing into the wooden stick from his fingertips, and a burst of brilliant sparks shot out from its tip.

[Compatibility: 76%]

Ollivander nodded in satisfaction: "It likes you very much, this is the one..."

"Wait, sir," Lynn suddenly interrupted him, pointing to the tall wooden cabinets, "Could I take a look at your wands myself first?"

Ollivander looked visibly surprised; it was the first time he had encountered a guest like Lynn who had taken the initiative to make such a request.

"Uh... of course you can, it's your right as a guest."

Lynn felt that the wand in his hand in this wand shop might not be the one that suited him best.

Although Lynn didn't know how much the wand and wizard compatibility would affect the casting and use of magic, he felt that the higher the better.

He doesn't need to take out each wand to touch it; the system can detect the compatibility of each wand simply by looking through the cabinet.

Lynn started from the first row of wooden cabinets, seemingly wandering aimlessly, but in reality, the system's voice kept ringing in his mind.

[Finding degree 59%, Finding degree 65%, Finding degree 13%, Finding degree 78%, Finding degree 45%...]

It took more than twenty minutes, and just as Ollivander's patience was about to run out, Lynn finally finished looking through all the wands and finally chose the one that suited him best.

[Compatibility 92%]

"I think this wand is the most suitable for me, what do you say, Mr. Ollivander?"

Lynn waved his wand lightly, leaving a bright silver trail at the tip that lingered in the air for a long time.

Ollivander stared in disbelief at the wand in his hand and murmured to himself.

"Perfect...perfect combination, it's as if it was made just for you, Mr. Belloc. How...how did you find it?"

"Hmm... it's just a feeling, an indescribable feeling," Lynn said vaguely.

"The wand chooses the wizard!"

Ollivander suddenly shouted decisively, "It must have been guiding you to it! This is powerful evidence that the wand itself is sentient! I will write it down and record it in Ollivander's family tree..."

Ollivander, clutching his messy hair, excitedly ran around the house.

The spirit of a fart—it was clearly my choice.

Lynn secretly rolled her eyes, then stopped the overjoyed Ollivander.

"Mr. Ollivander, could you tell me about the properties of this wand?"

"Why not? Strictly speaking, this wand wasn't made by me alone. I usually only use unicorn hair, phoenix feathers, and dragon heartstrings for the core, but its core is made of a rather special material. It was made by me in collaboration with materials brought by the wandmaker Gregorovich from Eastern Europe. It's made of kumar wood and the heartstrings of Thestrals, eleven and a quarter inches long. Ah, even among wands all over the world, this is a rare combination, mysterious and difficult to control, very suitable..." Ollivander suddenly paused at this point.

Lynn looked at him curiously.

"What's suitable?"

Ollivander swallowed hard, as if he were trying to avoid something, but he still spoke up.

"...Suitable for rational, quiet wizards who occasionally show signs of madness."

Lynn was a little confused; he didn't understand what this somewhat eccentric old man meant.

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