Chapter 10 The First and Second Magic Wands in Life

Magic is a gift from God. As a gifted wizard, the first thing Aaron wants to buy is naturally a wand.

That thing is almost a must for every wizard, no matter what level you are.

He has thought about buying a wand since he started learning spells, but his parents sternly refused, saying that a seven-year-old child cannot have a wand, it is too dangerous.

It's not that he has never thought about buying one secretly, after all, he is not short of money, but no one knows better than him what it feels like to have a dedicated bodyguard.

In addition, his identity is special. Without his mother's consent, Ollivander will never sell him a wand, and Ollivander is the only store in Diagon Alley that sells wands.

This is not to say that there are no other stores in the magic world that sell wands, but he has no chance to "commit a crime" under the eyes of Jeans.

But today, it's time for him to have a wand of his own.

"Huh!" Aaron took a deep breath and looked up at the sign of the store: 'Olivander, making fine wands since 382 BC', unable to suppress his excitement.

"Ahem!" Genes coughed lightly, "Master, you have been at the door for two minutes, we should go in."

"Sorry, sorry, I can't help it." Aaron said awkwardly, then pushed the door open and walked in.

This wand shop is smaller than his drink shop. It's not appropriate to say it's small. The shop is still quite large, but there are too many things stuffed in, which gives people an illusion of being particularly narrow.

You can see a desk and a bench when you enter the door. In addition, there are ladders and stairs. There are also several rooms inside, but they are all stuffed with only one aisle.

There are many wooden boxes piled up on the wall, from the floor to the ceiling.

Each box contains a wand. This store is estimated to have tens of thousands of wands.

"Mr. Ollivander doesn't seem to be here. Master, do you want to wait a while?" Genes said playfully.

"What are you waiting for? Why should I wait? If he doesn't come, I can only try it myself." Aaron said very firmly.

"Really? Then I'll tell your mother." A gentle and doting voice came from the stairs. An old man with gray hair but particularly energetic was smiling at Aaron.

"Uncle, good morning!" Aaron scratched his head embarrassedly.

This is why he can't buy a wand without his parents' consent. The owner of this store is his mother's uncle.

The niece's face still needs to be given. If she doesn't let her uncle sell it to her son, Ollivander will naturally not sell it.

"Good morning." Ollivander walked down quickly, touched Aaron's head, and messed up his hair. "I saw you when you were standing outside just now. It seems that you are a little too excited about your first wand in your life."

"That's not the case. It's mainly because the paint on your door has peeled off. I was thinking about whether I should pay for a new one for you."

"How can you talk like that, kid?

Is that paint peeling? It just means that my store is quite old." Ollivander said proudly.

"Well... Uncle, you know what I'm here for, right?"

"I know. Your mother told me the size of your arm a month ago.

But I didn't look at it. Some data still needs to be measured in person to be more reliable." Ollivander said as he took out a silver measuring tape from his pocket, "What do you think?"

"I think what uncle said is right." Aaron's eyes twitched, and he raised his right arm very tactfully, then remembered something and raised his left arm as well, "Why don't you measure this too?"

Olivander frowned, "Aren't you used to using your right hand?"

"An extra left hand is just for emergencies! What if the right hand is injured?" Aaron smiled honestly, "Of course, it would be better if you could prepare two, no, four wands for me, so that I have a spare in case of an accident with the wand."

"Huh?" Ollivander looked at him in surprise, as if he was getting to know his nephew again.

After a while, he looked up at Jins and asked with some reproach: "Is this how you usually teach this child? How insecure must he be to say such a thing!"

Jins smiled bitterly and shook his head, "You know that the young master is precocious, and do you think that children born in the Gaius family will lack a sense of security?

This is his own idea and has nothing to do with us."

Aaron smiled, "Uncle, I was just joking. We all know how much you value wands. It is indeed a bit exaggerated for a wizard to have four wands."

"Then you are still joking with me about wands." Ollivander glared at Aaron.

"But I still want two wands." Aaron laughed, "I promise to take good care of them, but if something unexpected happens, I won't be helpless."

Olivander shook his head with a bit of a smile, "Okay, wait here.

I'll go get you a wand that might be suitable."

"Okay! Thank you for your hard work, uncle." Aaron smiled happily, and then sat on the chair at the desk, not considering himself an outsider at all.

A few minutes later, Ollivander put a few boxes on the desk.

"You know my principles. Even if you are my nephew, you can't break it. You should know this!"

"Of course, the wand chooses the wizard!" Aaron said. He knew this when he first came to this store.

"That's good. I was really worried that you would lose your temper and just take any wand you see that looks good!" Ollivander said sarcastically, and then opened the first box, "Try this one first, it's made of fir wood, and the wand core is a unicorn feather. Try waving it."

Aaron took the wand excitedly and waved it gently. The white light flashed on the wand, and he felt a warm current in his body.

Not unfamiliar, it is smooth and fluent to use.

That's right, this wand is very suitable for me.

"Not bad." Ollivander nodded, put it back into the box, and then opened another box, "Try this one, it's made of acacia wood, and the core is phoenix tail feathers."

Aaron repeated the action again, his face became a little strange, this time a silver light flashed at the tip of the wand, and his fingertips felt a little cool.

But this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that he uses this wand very smoothly.

Ollivander also noticed this, and his eyebrows couldn't help but slightly raised. He put the second wand into the box a little nervously, and then opened the third box.

But just after opening it, Ollivander closed the box again, as if he had made a decision, and took out his own wand, "Little Aaron, come and try this."

Aaron swallowed his saliva, always feeling that his uncle was a little abnormal today, and there was a feeling of inducing children to make mistakes.

"Sir, is it inappropriate to do this?" Jins frowned and asked.

"What do you know?" Ollivander curled his lips, then rolled his eyes, "Take out your wand and let him try it."

"I refuse." Genes said very stubbornly.

"Humph!" Ollivander didn't say anything, but stared at his nephew with a sharp gaze, "Try it quickly! Don't make me wait anxiously."

"What uncle, can I refuse?"

"No." Ollivander stuffed the wand directly into Aaron's hand, "Hurry up, I can't wait."

Aaron did it helplessly, and a red light appeared on the top of the wand, and the dazzling light danced on the wall.

"What is this?" Genes looked at this scene in surprise, his face kept changing, and he was a little unbelievable.

"Hahaha!" Ollivander laughed heartily and looked at Aaron excitedly, "The principles of the Ollivander family have not changed for hundreds of years, but today may be an exception.

It seems that every wand will choose you, even others', which means you can use any wand as you please, and I'm afraid the old wand is the same."

Aaron was stunned when he heard it, and suddenly he felt that "I was chosen by this world."

"Uncle, does that mean I can pick any wand in your store."

"Of course."

"Great, pick two wands for me, one high-end and classy, ​​and the other low-key and luxurious with connotation. The most important thing is that they must be beautiful and elegant, and they must not lower my image."

Olivander:......

Jinse:......