John was really a little nervous.

He knew very well that he was special, whether it was the way he became a wizard or the two magic systems he possessed in his body.

According to his understanding of Harry Potter, these things are all unique in this world.

If Ollivander really detects these things and spreads them later, what will be the consequences?

Are you afraid that you will be pulled onto the autopsy table?

After all, there are quite a few research geeks among wizards!

While John was thinking wildly, Michelle on the side was a little unhappy.

She put her hands on her hips and said angrily:

"Why do you say it's John's problem? Can't it be your problem?"

"You want to say that there is something wrong with the wand I made?" Ollivander's eyes widened and he screamed, "This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"How is it impossible? Everyone makes mistakes, and this is nothing to be ashamed of."

Michelle's words were originally meant to comfort Ollivander when he saw that he was too excited, but in the end, these words penetrated Ollivander's heart like a sharp sword.

He almost roared:

"My family has been making wands since 382 BC! You think I will make mistakes? If so, then you can demonstrate it yourself!"

As he spoke, Ollivander thrust another wand into Michelle's hand, "Let's take a look! It's made of alder wood, has phoenix feathers, is nine inches long, and has almost no elasticity. This is an extremely stubborn combination.

, is the most unruly 'child' here. I can guarantee that it will grow thorns as soon as it falls into your hands, forcing you to let go..."

Ollivander was stunned again.

Because the moment the alder wand fell into Michelle's hand, a brilliant golden spark burst out from the tip of the wand.

This is something that only happens when the wand is a perfect fit.

In the small shop, an awkward atmosphere is spreading.

In this weird silence, Michelle reached out and grabbed another wand on the counter.

Another cluster of golden sparks ignited, another perfect fit.

"This...how is this possible?"

Ollivander murmured.

His tone had dropped several levels compared to before.

But what made him even more desperate was yet to come, because at this moment John had woken up from his meditation.

He stretched out his hand and took the wand from Michelle's hand.

"Snapped--"

A crisp explosion sounded.

The wand automatically bounced out of John's hand and fell into Michelle's hand with great precision, as if it had its own consciousness and was unwilling to leave Michelle.

Seeing this, Ollivander felt as if he had been struck by lightning. The scene in front of him meant that he had really made a wrong judgment.

The problem was not with John, but with the wand he made.

There was a smile on John's face.

He knew what was going on.

He has two magic systems, one he possesses as a wizard himself, and the other is absorbed by his "chewing" ability and placed in his body.

Among them, the magic power in the first set of magic pools will not diminish, but it is not very obedient, just like Michelle, or a normal little wizard.

The magic power of the second set of magic pools will continue to weaken over time without recharging, but they will 100% obey any command of John because they themselves have been purified by the 'chewing' ability.

Since the second set of magic pool is very easy to 'power out', John is usually more accustomed to mobilizing magic power from this pool first to avoid wastage.

When he first took the first and second wands, John was calling the magic power from the second set of magic pools.

These magic powers themselves are "characterless magic powers" that are 100% obedient to John. After they are infused into the wand, the wand affected by them will naturally obey John's orders completely.

And when John switched to the first set of magic pools and held the third wand, that wand immediately showed strong repulsion.

This discovery made John very excited.

You should know that the wizard's random use of other wands will cause the power and speed of spell casting to be reduced.

And he is completely unaffected by this.

But John couldn't be excited for long.

Because he immediately thought of Michelle.

Michelle didn't have a 'second set of magic pools', but those wands were a 'perfect fit' in her hands.

This is a real talent, which is fundamentally different from cheating players like him.

"Well...I still don't believe it, otherwise we..."

Ollivander said coyly, obviously wanting to do it again.

But before he finished speaking, Professor McGonagall frowned and said:

"Ollivander, pay attention to the time."

Hearing this, Ollivander immediately shut up. He also knew very well that Professor McGonagall was indeed very busy and had no time to accompany him to do such things here.

The dejected Ollivander could only take out a long tape measure with silver scales and began to help John and Michelle measure their arm length and other data.

This is the usual process for choosing a wand.

Although neither John nor Michelle obviously needed this process, Ollivander still insisted on doing it.

This is his professional insistence.

After more than twenty minutes like this, John and Michelle walked out of Ollivander's Wand Shop each holding a wand.

In the end, Michelle chose the stubborn alder wand because the handle of the wand had a flower-like wood grain, which looked very nice.

As for John, what he got was a blackthorn wand, thirteen inches long, moderately elastic, and the core of the wand was the heart nerve of a fire dragon.

This is one of the few wands in the entire store that fits John's first set of magic pools.

In Ollivander's words, this means that John's magical talent is actually not that good.

Because the heart nerves of blackthorn wood and fire dragon are not very selective about their owners, and their loyalty is not high, the only advantage is that the power of combat spells will be greatly increased.

Professor McGonagall and Michelle both expressed their contempt for Ollivander's statement.

They have all seen John's talent with their own eyes and firmly believe that John's magical talent is definitely genius level.

But John knew it very well.

There is actually nothing wrong with what Ollivander said.

The magic power in his first set of magic pools was far inferior to the second set in terms of both quality and quantity.

But that’s okay. If you have the ability to ‘chew’, it won’t be a problem.

After choosing the wand, the sun had risen a lot and there were gradually more people on the street.

Professor McGonagall is really in a hurry.

She held the hands of John and Michelle and walked quickly around to a second-hand shop in the deepest part of Diagon Alley.

The young clerk seemed to be a former student of Professor McGonagall. He was very enthusiastic about Professor McGonagall. He not only served tea and water, but also offered his own breakfast.

It's a pity that Professor McGonagall didn't appreciate his kindness, and rushed straight into the warehouse to help John and Michelle choose school supplies.

She moved very quickly, and it only took her less than ten minutes to carry two piles of things to the counter to check out.

"Chenghui! A total of 25 gold galleons!"

As the gold coins were taken away by the clerk, John looked a little embarrassed.

Prices in the wizarding world were higher than he thought, and the combined subsidies for him and Michelle were only 40 Galleons.

Professor McGonagall noticed the change in John's expression, but said nothing.

It wasn't until the two brought them back to the Leaky Cauldron that Professor McGonagall handed a money bag to John.

"The two wands are 7 Galleons each, plus other things, the total is 39 Galleons. There is still 1 Galleons left here. I have replaced them all with Silver Sickles for you. Don't spend money and don't buy indiscriminately.

For food, keep the money for emergencies.”

Professor McGonagall said in a stern tone.

That posture resembled that of John's dean in his previous life.

But John still nodded seriously.

They will need this 1 galleon for a year.

Although room and board at Hogwarts are free, there is no guarantee that something urgent will happen that requires money.

Seeing this, Professor McGonagall nodded with satisfaction, took out two more ice creams and put them into the hands of John and Michelle, then turned around and trotted towards the fireplace.

Looking at Professor McGonagall's back and the ice cream in his hand, John was quite moved.

This ice cream came from the Florin Cold Drink Shop. Michelle was drooling when she looked at the huge ice cream sign in that shop. It was not until she was scolded by Professor McGonagall that Michelle left in aggrieved manner.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly stern Professor McGonagall bought it after all.

And it was obviously with her own money.

'You also say that I dote on Michelle, how can you be better than me?'

John smiled and shook his head, turned around and walked upstairs with Michelle.
Chapter completed!