Chapter 14: Wilson: I Am Not a Genius

"Very interesting request."

Old Ollivander had never seen such a young wizard.

After thinking for a while, he wobbled towards the shelves, searching through the wand boxes for his past works.

Wilson originally thought that the wand shop owner would be very angry when he heard such a request, but unexpectedly, Ollivander seriously went to find a wand. The old man had quite the temperament.

Indeed, Ollivander deserved his reputation.

No matter what kind of peculiar wand anyone wanted, Ollivander had it.

As Ollivander searched for a wand that met Wilson's requirements, he kept muttering to himself, clearly enjoying the conversation with the young wizard.

"Such a wand might not necessarily suit you..."

"If the material is sturdy enough, hmm... the last time someone bought a sturdy wand... was a big guy, Hagrid, right?"

"This kind of material isn't great for transmitting magic..."

"A wand is for casting spells; using it to hit someone is a waste. Elegance and poise are always a wizard's... Oh, found it..."

Ollivander's voice trailed off as he carefully held a long wand box, slowly introducing his work.

"I remember this one is made of cedar wood. The box holding it has fallen to the ground seventeen times and still hasn't broken. Perhaps it's the sturdiest wand I have..."

"Cedar wood..."

This wand seemed a bit long, at least much longer than Crouch Sr's wand.

Wilson opened the wand box and grasped the wand. A surge of magic flowed naturally into the wand from his palm.

To be honest, this wand felt pretty good.

As Wilson lightly waved the wand, a brilliant sparkle of light flickered at the tip, illuminating the entire shop.

Ollivander smiled at the sight and continued to introduce the wand, "Fifteen inches, with a unicorn hair core. It will never betray its owner..."

As he spoke, Ollivander handed the wand box over, "The shaft is made of cedar wood. While not as hard as ironwood, no one would ever want to face a wizard wielding a cedar wand..."

Clearly, Ollivander thought Wilson was a bit of a troublemaker and chose this wand for him specifically.

Indeed, this wand was a perfect match for Wilson.

Ollivander's wand shop had stood in Diagon Alley for so long, and he was hailed as one of the top three wandmakers in Europe for good reason.

The old man kindly continued his advice, "Child, it's not just wizards who choose wands. Wands also choose their wizards. This one has decided to follow you..."

"How does it feel?" Crouch Sr frowned.

Unlike other freshmen, who purely relied on their magic to drive the wand, Wilson could use any wand autonomously.

"It's a perfect match!"

Ollivander, perhaps influenced by Amos Diggory's picky selection earlier, sensed that Crouch Sr might be just as troublesome, and quickly assured, "I guarantee, there's no better match in the entire shop for the little guy!"

"Then this one it is!" Wilson placed the wand back in the box and nonchalantly said, "Because I like the symbolism of cedar wood."

[Exploration Task: Buy a wand at Ollivander's Wand Shop (1/1), task completed, reward: Disarming Charm]

[Disarming Charm: The incantation is Expelliarmus. Using this charm on a target can disarm them, making their weapon fly into your hand. If the caster's magic is strong enough, they can disarm any weapon.]

This Disarming Charm seemed a bit off. Usually, this spell shouldn't be based solely on magic power. If it can disarm any weapon, then using it to try to obtain the Sword of Gryffindor might be worth a shot...

That would be a real treasure...

Who could resist the temptation of becoming a Swordmaster in the magical world?

Wilson and Crouch Sr left Ollivander's Wand Shop. With the last item on the new student list purchased, there was no need to stay in Diagon Alley any longer.

Crouch Sr seemed a bit worried about Wilson's occasional carelessness and earnestly explained the wand's importance, "You may think you can cast spells without a wand, but that doesn't mean wands are unimportant. A suitable wand can reduce your magic consumption and enhance your spell power..."

"This one suits me just fine."

Wilson, holding an owl cage in one hand and the wand box in the other, nonchalantly reassured, "Don't worry, I know my choice... Honestly, I wish I had a wand that could seal my power."

If in the future, a powerful wizard fond of using the Disarming Charm shouts Expelliarmus at Wilson, and after taking his wand, believe that they've won...

The thought of it was quite amusing.

"Alright, ultimately it's up to you."

Crouch Sr didn't say much more. He was relieved the shopping trip, which had numbed him throughout, was finally over.

"Let's go home."

Wilson glanced at Crouch Sr, who was carrying a load of items, and softly said, "Once we get back, I need to start studying the first-year textbooks..."

"Hmm?"

Crouch Sr looked puzzled. Was there anything in the first-year textbooks worth Wilson Wright's time? This kid had already mastered the Unforgivable Curses!

Crouch Sr never expected that Wilson Wright was serious about studying. Over the next twenty days, Crouch Sr was astonished by Wilson's dedication.

From morning onwards, Wilson sat on the balcony, earnestly reciting the incantations from the Charms textbook, chanting "Lumos" a hundred times.

Anyone else would have memorized a spell after that. Crouch Sr thought Wilson had worked hard enough.

But then...

Wilson began writing out the spell.

Even if it was to strengthen memory, this seemed excessive.

Yet it was only the beginning. After writing the spell a hundred times, Wilson closed the textbook and began reciting the "Lumos" spell from memory.

"I admit this method is effective..."

Crouch Sr adjusted his clothes, advising before heading to work, "But this method is too inefficient. You should practice casting the spell with your wand; that's the wizard's way..."

"I'm not a genius."

Wilson interrupted, waving off Crouch Sr with, "You go to work. Maybe tonight I'll try casting Lumos..."

(End of the Chapter)