Diana and Chris did not follow, perhaps because they thought it would take a long time to buy a wand, so after learning that Kyle was going to Ollivanders first, they went to Gringotts instead.

…

The inside of the store is much better than the outside. Although it still looks very old and the items are placed in a messy manner, it is at least much cleaner.

Along with the crisp sound of wind chimes, a head with gray hair and beard appeared behind the counter at some point.

"Good afternoon, kid."

Ollivander looked at Kyle and asked in confusion, "Are you here alone?"

"Yes." Kyle asked puzzledly: "What's the problem?"

Ollivander shook his head. "No, of course not."

As he spoke, Kyle vaguely saw a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

It’s strange, why should customers be disappointed when they come to the store?

"Maybe I saw it wrong." Kyle shook his head without thinking much about it.

"Well, this little wizard."

Ollivander came out from behind the counter and asked, "So kid, can you tell me your name?"

"Kyle, Chopper." Kyle said quickly.

"Chopper..." Ollivander was slightly stunned and said, "Then Mr. Chris is..."

"My father," Kyle said.

"Oh, of course..." Ollivander glanced outside the store subconsciously, but quickly retracted his gaze and explained: "I mean, after all, in the British wizarding world, the surname Chopper is not common."

It’s confirmed, the old man is indeed very disappointed!

Kyle saw it clearly. When he just said that Chris was his father, the disappointment in Ollivander's eyes was almost overflowing.

Not only that, he started mumbling, repeating Yanagi, or Tochigi or something like that. His voice was too soft and Kyle couldn't hear it clearly, but he didn't care.

At this time, Kyle's mind was full of his own magic wand, so he had no mood to care about these trivial things.

After giving his name, Kyle took the initiative to say, "Mr. Ollivander, I am used to using my right hand."

After saying this, he stretched out his arms straight to make it easier for Ollivander to measure his height and arms.

He knew the process here very well.

After measuring the data, the next step is to choose a magic wand, which is also the most time-consuming part.

There were at least eight thousand wands here, if not ten thousand. In Kyle's opinion, even Ollivander would find it difficult to find a wand that matched the little wizard at first glance. He could only select a rough range and try them one by one.

He is ready.

And testing the wand, like moving the trash can, was one of the things Kyle wanted to do.

However, Ollivander's next words made Kyle a little confused.

"Oh, kid, if it's you, no."

Next, without measuring his height or asking for any details, Kyle watched Ollivander walk into the counter, quickly pull out a box from the most conspicuous position, open it, and push it in front of Kyle.

The action was done in one go, without any hesitation.

Seeing that Kyle didn't move, Ollivander couldn't help but urge him.

"Ah? Oh, okay." Kyle came back to his senses and subconsciously picked up the wand in the box.

It is gray-black with a very smooth appearance, and except for the necessary handle, there are no unnecessary patterns or accessories.

Looks quite popular.

Kyle held the wand, and before he could make any move, a beam of white light gushed out from the tip of the wand, filling the entire room in the blink of an eye. The originally dark and closed shop suddenly became much brighter, as if a skylight had been opened on the roof.

"Good, very good."

Ollivander looked very excited. Without waiting for Kyle to ask, he said, "Thirteen and a half inches, cedar wood, and phoenix feathers. I have to say, this is a very magical combination."

"A magical combination?" Kyle was puzzled.

"Yes, it's magical."

Ollivander looked at Kyle and explained patiently, "Cedar wands usually choose those wise and perceptive wizards. These wizards are naturally calm, and every choice they make is the result of careful consideration. As my father once said, you can never fool a person holding a cedar wand. I agree with this."

“Thus, people with cedar wands tend to prefer the stability and loyalty of the unicorn tail feather, while the phoenix tail feather is a bit too proactive.

In fact, I made and sold thirty-six cedar wands, thirty of which had cores of unicorn tail hair, five of which had cores of dragon heart tendons, and the last of which..."

Ollivander said nothing, but smiled and pointed at Kyle.

Kyle was puzzled and asked, "But sir, didn't you say that these two materials don't fit together? Then why did you still make it?"

"The material is not suitable, so don't make it? No, no, no, that's wrong. The wand chooses the wizard, child. Every wand, after its birth, will choose its destined owner, just like them..."

Ollivander pointed to the mountain of wand boxes behind him and said with a smile: "The reason they are still here is not because they are bad, but because their fate has not yet arrived. Their owners are just waiting for the owl from Hogwarts."

Ollivander paused and continued, "In addition, the completely contradictory wand body and wand core can perfectly play their respective roles in the hands of a wizard, which is also the most fascinating part of wand learning.

Like the magic wand in your hand, your father Chris tried, your mother Diana tried, but they were both just a little bit short, just a little bit.

So since I found out about your birth, I've been waiting for this day, it's perfect, isn't it? "

Uh...hmm.

Kyle nodded subconsciously.

The feeling of being able to use his palms as easily as with his own arms did indeed make him a little obsessed, and he naturally couldn't let go of the magic wand in his hand.

Although the process was a little different from what he expected, the result was still good and Kyle was very satisfied with his wand.

"Seven Galleons then kid."

Ollivander's smile visibly widened.

"Okay." Kyle took out the seven gold galleons that he had prepared long ago and placed them on the counter.

The first wand of a new student usually costs seven Galleons, which is a very favorable price in the wizarding world, but this discount only applies to young wizards who have just entered school.

After paying the money, Ollivander bowed slightly and watched Kyle leave. Then he turned to look at another young wizard who had just entered the store and the adult following him.

"Oh, meet you again, Mr. Thomas, eleven inches, hawthorn wood..."

(End of this chapter)