Hogwarts: From Selling White Peppers to Becoming a God

Chapter 183 Fate is truly wondrous.

"What brings you here?" Sirius asked, looking at the two children behind Murphy with some confusion.

"Oh, I'm a professor at Hogwarts now. These two are Hermione Granger and Lucas Brettson. They're freshmen this year, just like Harry. I took Lucas to buy a wand."

"Lucas Tom Brettson." Tom walked up to Harry and extended a hand. "You can call me Tom."

"Hello, Tom," Harry said, though he felt it was a little strange that the other person asked him to use his middle name, but he didn't dwell on it too much. He extended a hand as well. "My name is Harry Potter, you can call me Harry."

"Hello, Harry."

Their hands clasped together, and suddenly an electric shock-like sensation came from their fingertips, startling them both.

"Ouch." Harry pulled his hand back. "Sorry, I probably had static electricity."

"It's okay," Tom said.

He was a little confused. This boy seemed a bit silly. Would we become friends?

Just then, Ollivander came out from inside. Seeing so many people, he looked puzzled. "Are you here to buy wands?"

"Yes."

Tom and Harry said at the same time.

"Oh, two little wizards, both freshmen?" Ollivander looked at the two of them. "So, who wants to go first?"

"You go first, you arrived first," Harry said, always a very polite boy.

Tom gave him an encouraging look; as a follower, he was quite perceptive.

attendant?

Have I ever had a follower before?

Harry caught Tom's gaze, sensed his kindness, and returned the smile.

Regardless of what the two were thinking, Ollivander began to hand Tom his wand for testing.

But Tom's luck didn't seem to be very good. He tried several wands in a row but wasn't very satisfied. Ollivander searched back and forth on the wand stand, and suddenly he saw a box and pulled it out.

"Oh, this one..." He was somewhat surprised and puzzled.

His choice of wands is largely random, but he often finds a wand that suits the wizard in a flash of inspiration.

He usually considers such moments to be moments when "the wand has chosen the wizard," but today, the situation seems somewhat special.

Because he remembered the magic wand.

"Eastern greenwood, eleven inches, phoenix tail feather core..."

This wand has a special meaning, and if we consider its meaning, perhaps the one most suitable for it should be the child standing next to Sirius Black.

But now it's another child's time to choose a magic wand.

He hesitated for a moment, but still handed the wand to Tom.

Perhaps the wand sensed Harry's presence, which prompted it to pick it out, but it didn't anticipate that there were other people present...

However, wands that have "chosen their own masters" are usually difficult for other wizards to wield. Let this young wizard try it out, and then give him a different wand.

However, the next moment, a wonderful scene unfolded. Brilliant colors burst forth from the tip of Tom's wand, illuminating the entire store. A cool breeze blew around him, and with a casual wave of his hand, the wand boxes scattered haphazardly on the shelves vibrated and jumped back into their original positions.

"Wow! That's amazing!" Hermione Granger clapped her hands. She had already bought her own wand, but she couldn't do anything like this.

Tom was very pleased. "I love this wand!"

Ollivander was stunned.

Without a doubt, the wizard chosen by this wand is Mr. Lucas.

Well, fate is truly wondrous and unpredictable.

Next up is Harry's wand.

Ollivander made another selection, but perhaps due to the impact of what had just happened, he couldn't quite grasp the moment when "the wand chose the wizard." After trying seven or eight wands in a row, even Harry looked somewhat disappointed.

Am I a terrible wizard? Is it so hard to find a wand that suits me?

"Mr. Ollivander." Murphy walked over and whispered a few words in Ollivander's ear.

The latter looked stunned. "This... but just now..."

"With so many wands here, aren't there any of the same combination?"

Ollivander frowned in confusion. "Yes, but what's the logic behind that?"

"Why don't you try a few? Maybe they'll work?"

"All right."

Ollivander searched the shelves for a while before finally returning with three wand boxes.

He opened them one by one, "Eastern greenwood, phoenix tail feather core, only the length is slightly different..."

As he spoke, he took out the first one, "This one is 11.2 inches, and it's the closest to the one from before."

There are so many wands in the store, but there are only a few types of wood and wand cores that can be used to make wands, and similar combinations are not uncommon.

These wands are all very similar to the one Tom had just used.

Ollivander handed the wand to Harry, looking rather pessimistic. "Give it a try?"

According to his theory, every wand is different, and he has never sold two similar sets of wands in a single day, so he was not very enthusiastic about Murphy's proposal.

However, the next moment, a miracle occurred again. A red light burst forth, a gentle breeze wafted through the air, and everything seemed wonderful.

"Oh! Incredible! Unbelievable!" Ollivander was shocked again. He grabbed Murphy's hand. "How did you do that? How did you know he was suited for this wand?"

Tom and Harry were just as shocked as he was.

They stared at each other in astonishment.

Their wands are almost identical!

"This is actually a pattern I recently discovered," Murphy explained. "I have some friends who study the magical properties of wizards, that is, the different natures of magic. They found that everyone's magic is different, and we guessed that different wands might be compatible with different magic. We summarized some patterns. We even made a table showing which magical properties are suitable for which types of wood and wand cores, etc."

"I observed Harry's magic and found it to be very similar to Tom's, which is how I realized they might be suited to similar wands."

Murphy was certainly making things up, but it wasn't entirely fabricated. The relationship between wands and the dimension of magic was recently proposed by a researcher at the institute, and there is already a lot of data to support it, but a complete theory has not yet been formed.

The reason he knew what Harry's wand looked like was naturally because he had read the original book.

But these words had a completely different meaning for Tom and Harry.

"So, you're saying we even have almost the same magic power?!"

Tom immediately thought of that sentence in the diary.

"We have striking similarities; our souls resonate, and we are drawn to each other..."

The diary may not have lied to me.

(End of this chapter)