Hogwarts: Who taught you to transform like this?

""Squeak."

The old wooden door of the wand shop was pushed open, and the dust that was raised drifted into the room, making people want to cough.

""The breeze is blowing."

Mag raised her wand, and an invisible wind blew past her, and all the dust disappeared instantly.

"Mr. Ollivander, it's time to clean your shop, you always do this every time you come!"

"My shop, what should I do... Oh! Professor, is that you?"

Ollivander appeared behind the counter with the sound of a slide rail.

The complaints about the shop's hygiene disappeared, and he put on another look and whispered in defense.

"These are also the ancient features of the shop. You know, Professor, our shop has wands made by my ancestors thousands of years ago. They have been waiting for their masters."

"You have been saying this for decades, and I think you will continue to say it"

"Of course, Professor, our Ollivander Wand Shop will continue to operate and serve the entire British wizarding community!"

Olivander smiled and responded to McGonagall, then turned to look at Merlin.

"Is this the new student this year? They look so pretty!"

"Ollivander, the most famous wand maker in England. Almost all the wands you see when you arrive at school are made by me."

"Of course, this is not the point. As I just said, it is the wand that chooses the wizard, not the wizard who chooses the wand."

While speaking, Ollivander raised his hand and pulled out several boxes, some new and some old, from the shelf.

"The wand has been waiting in the box since it was made for a wizard who resonates with it. I believe you will definitely find the one that suits you best. Pick one and try it out!"

Olivander was full of expectations.

Merlin pulled out a wand at random.

Ollivander's eyes lit up.

"I have to say, you... Sorry, I forgot to ask your name"

"Merlin Huntel"

"Mr. Merlin, you really know how to choose a wand."

"Poplar wood, 11 inches, unicorn hair core, suitable for honest and upright young wizards, especially Gryffindors!"

Olivander smiled and glanced at McGonagall.

"What should I do?"

Molin asked

"Try waving it and imagine yourself casting a spell?"

Ollivander raised his wand to demonstrate.

"When Minerva chose her wand,……"

"Directly turned the chandelier into a rabbit, Ollivander, do you really have to tell this story every time?"

"Of course, after all, this is the beginning of your transformation as a master of Transfiguration, and it is also the glory of our Ollivander family.

Ollivander's face was full of pride and complacency.

Merlin shrugged and waved his wand as Ollivander said.

The tip of the wand exploded into a bunch of golden fireworks, which looked like a lion's mane, and then really formed a majestic lion in the air.

"Beautiful! Perfect spell!"

Olivander shouted excitedly, his eyes full of light.

"Few young wizards can choose the wand that suits them best the first time."

"Mr. Merlin, you are a genius.

Ollivander said, looking at McGonagall.

"Professor, did you see that? Mr. Merlin actually used magic to transform the Gryffindor lion, and it was a perfect spell. This was definitely Merlin's arrangement."

"Of course, I noticed it.

Professor McGonagall smiled.

There was nothing more pleasing than seeing a Gryffindor lion when a young wizard was testing his wand.

If there was, it would be hearing a Gryffindor lion again during the sorting test.

"Merlin, this seems to be your magic wand. Let's……"

"Wait a minute, Professor."

Merlin interrupted McGonagall and pointed to several other boxes.

"Can I...try them all? I don't think this wand is very easy to use."

"Mr. Ollivander?"

McGreg looked at Ollivander and gave him a questioning look.

It was also the first time she had seen a young wizard make such a request.

"Of course, Mr. Merlin"

"I understand your thoughts very well. Every little wizard wants to try more wands, but in the end they still choose the one that matches the best."

"But you can still try it and feel the feeling of the magic not matching the wand.

Ollivander waved his hand and took out several wands from other boxes.

"Eleven and a half inches, applewood, rainbow parrot feather core, the wizard it chooses has sufficient biological affinity"

"Thirteen and three inches, black walnut, with a core made of witch scale powder, good at performing deception and transformation magic"

……

Following Ollivander's introduction,

Merlin picked up another wand and waved it gently.

The next second, Ollivander's eyes widened in shock.

"Oh! Merlin's beard! What's going on! It's another perfect spell!"

Green magic spurted out from the tip of Merlin's wand, forming several Bowtruckles, and he began to maintain the wands that had not yet been chosen in the box.

Even Professor McGonagall couldn't help but change her expression.

"This is natural summoning, an ancient magic. I have never seen a young wizard use this kind of magic when testing his wand, Mr. Ollivander, what about you?"

""No! Never!"

Ollivander stared at everything in front of him, a little confused.

If a perfect spell means that the wand has chosen its master, then what does another perfect spell mean?

He has been making wands for so many years and has never encountered a similar situation. After a while, he could only suppress his doubts and handed over another wand.

"Mr. Merlin, try this one again!"

Merlin remembered that this was the wand that was good at performing deception and transformation magic.

Sure enough.

The moment the wand was waved, the wand box and the table on the table turned into a quiet spine-blade stegosaurus lying on the ground, chewing the grass in its mouth while sweeping its tail.

"Perfect again!"

Olivander's mind went blank and he was completely speechless.

His family had been making wands for hundreds of years and they had always believed that wands choose wizards.

Only wizards who could resonate with wands the most could cooperate with wands and establish relationships.

But now it seemed... these wands seemed to be trying their best to show that they also wanted to establish a relationship with Merlin?

All the wands he took out were a perfect match for Merlin, which was very abnormal.

No! Impossible!

It was right for wands to choose wizards, how could they all choose the same person?

There must be other reasons!

Ollivander looked at McGonagall who was also stunned.

"Professor, do you know what happened?"

McGreg clenched her fists, still shocked.

She recognized the last magic that Merlin had just unintentionally released.

Combined Transfiguration.

It was a high-level magic that even senior students at Hogwarts could hardly perform successfully in one go. But now, Merlin was using it naturally when testing his wand.

Even ordinary wizards could see that he had a very high talent for magic.

But at the moment,

McGreg still did not forget the most important thing, which was to buy a wand for Merlin.

"Mr. Ollivander, magic is wonderful. I am sure that this must be related to Merlin's talent. Perhaps he is the most talented little wizard we have met in recent years."

"Professor, I understand what you mean.

Ollivander nodded slightly.

"Legend has it that when Merlin made the first magic wand, he naturally released extremely powerful ancient magic. Perhaps Mr. Merlin has the same talent!"

"Oh, Merlin's beard, am I going to meet a little wizard who can rival Merlin!"

Olivander was shocked.

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