Chapter 184

"What are you here for?" Sirius looked at the two children behind Murphy, a bit confused.

"Oh, I am a professor at Hogwarts now; these two are Hermione Granger and Lucas Brightson. Like Harry, they are both new students this year, and I am also taking Lucas to buy a wand."

"Lucas Tom Brightson." Tom took the initiative to walk to Harry and extended a hand, "You can call me Tom."

"Hello, Tom," Harry, although he felt it was a bit strange for the other party to ask him to call him by his middle name, didn't dwell on it; he also extended a hand, "My name is Harry Potter; you can call me Harry."

"Hello, Harry."

The two hands shook together; suddenly, an electric feeling came from their fingertips, which startled both sides.

"Ouch." Harry pulled his hand back, "Sorry, maybe I have static electricity on me."

"It's okay." Tom said.

He was a bit puzzled; this boy looks a bit silly; we will become friends?

At this time, Ollivander turned out from the inside; seeing so many people, he was a bit confused, "Are you here to buy a wand?"

"Yes."

Tom and Harry said at the same time.

"Oh, two little wizards, both new students, huh?" Ollivander looked at them, "Then who goes first?"

"You go first; you arrived first." Harry took the initiative to say; he had always been a very polite boy.

Tom gave him an encouraging look; as a follower, he still had quite a bit of insight.

Follower?

Have I had a follower before?

Harry received Tom's look; he felt the goodwill and smiled back.

Regardless of what the two were thinking in their hearts, Ollivander began to hand wands to Tom for testing.

But Tom's luck didn't seem very good; he tried several in a row and wasn't very satisfied; Ollivander was searching back and forth on the wand shelf, when suddenly, he saw a box and pulled it out.

"Oh, this one..." He was a bit surprised, and also a bit confused.

He had great randomness in choosing wands, but often when a flash of inspiration struck, he could always find a wand suitable for the wizard.

Usually, he considered such moments as the moment when "the wand chooses the wizard," but today, the situation seemed a bit special.

Because he remembered this wand.

"Holly, eleven inches, phoenix feather core..."

This wand had special significance, and if it were according to its significance, perhaps the child standing beside Sirius should be the most suitable for it.

But now it was the moment for another child to choose a wand.

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

Perhaps, it was the wand that sensed Harry's presence, which made him pick it out, but it didn't anticipate that there were other people in the room...

However, usually, a wand that "has chosen its own master" is very difficult for other wizards to control; let this little wizard try it, and then change him to another one.

However, the next instant, a wonderful scene happened; gorgeous colors burst from the tip of the wand in Tom's hand, illuminating the whole shop; a cool breeze blew up around him, and with a casual wave from Tom, the messy wand boxes on the shelves jumped back to their original positions one after another.

"Wow! Too amazing!" Hermione Granger clapped her hands; she had already bought her own wand, but she couldn't do this level.

Tom was also very satisfied, "I like this wand!"

Ollivander was stunned.

Without a doubt, the wizard this wand chose was this Mr. Lucas.

Well, destiny is truly wonderful, elusive.

Next was Harry's wand.

Ollivander went through another selection, but perhaps due to the impact of the scene just now, he couldn't feel the "moment when the wand chooses the wizard" for a long time; after trying seven or eight wands in a row, even Harry looked a bit disappointed.

Could it be that I am a very poor wizard? Wanting to find a wand that suits me is so difficult?

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

The latter showed a stunned expression, "This... but just now..."

"There are so many wands here, isn't there a similar combination?"

Ollivander frowned in confusion, "Yes, but, what is the logic?"

"You find a few to try first, maybe it will be useful?"

"Alright."

Ollivander searched for a good while on the shelf, and finally, brought out three wand boxes.

He opened them one by one, "Holly, phoenix feather core, just the length is a bit different..."

He said, taking out the first one, "This one is 11.2 inches, closest to the one just now."

There are so many wands in the shop, but the wood and cores that can be used for wands are just those few types, so similar combinations are actually not rare.

These wands were all very similar to the one Tom had just now.

Ollivander handed the wand to Harry, looking like he didn't have much hope, "Try it?"

According to his theory, every wand is different; he had never had the experience of selling two wands with similar combinations in one day, so he wasn't very interested in Murphy's suggestion.

However, the next moment, a miracle appeared again; a red light shot out, a breeze overflowed, and everything looked very beautiful.

"Oh! Incredible! Unbelievable!" Ollivander was shocked again; he grabbed Murphy's hand, "How did you do it? How did you know he was suitable for this wand?"

Equally shocked were Tom and Harry.

They looked at each other in astonishment.

Their wands were almost identical!

"This is actually a pattern I recently discovered," Murphy explained, "I have some friends who study the magic attributes of wizards, that is, the different properties of magic power, and found that everyone's magic power is different, and we guess that different wands might fit different magic power; we summarized some patterns. We even listed a table of which magic attributes fit which wood and cores."

"I just observed Harry's magic power and found it very similar to Tom's, so I knew they might be suitable for similar wands."

Murphy was of course making it up, but not entirely making it up; the relationship between wands and magic dimensions was proposed by a researcher in the research institute recently, and there was already a lot of data support, but a complete theory hadn't been formed yet.

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

And hearing such words in Tom and Harry's ears, it felt like something else.

"So, our magic power is almost the same?!"

Tom immediately thought of that sentence in the diary.

"We have amazing similarities; our souls resonate and attract each other..."

Maybe the diary didn't lie to me.

(End of chapter)