One by one, they refused to accept Little Cub’s magic.
Are they looking down on Little Cub, thinking she’s easy to bully?
Canberra’s face slightly chilled.
Not wanting to disturb Little Cub, who was looking for her own wand, Canberra forced herself to turn her face away.
She didn’t look at how those “animals” were rejecting Little Cub’s magic.
Don’t get angry, don’t get angry, don’t disturb Little Cub from finding her wand.
Canberra instinctively took deep breaths.
After a while, she finally heard congratulations and applause from beside her.
Turning her head back, Canberra was surprised to see Little Cub already holding a wand.
Above the wand, a flamboyant, thorny rose had bloomed.
Smiling, Canberra looked admiringly at the wand that had so readily accepted Little Cub’s magic.
Hmm, not bad.
Much more sensible than those previous wands, those “animals.” “Astonishing talent and magic, Miss Granger.
You will become a great Wizard, in every sense of the word.” Mr.
Ollivander smiled, nodding at Hermione.
Although she didn’t quite understand why Mr.
Ollivander said that, Hermione still politely thanked Mr.
Ollivander, as she had been praised.
“Thank you for your blessing, Mr.
Ollivander.” Professor McGonagall and Headmaster Dumbledore, who stood beside her, gave the young Witch another look.
Mr.
Ollivander actually evaluated her like that?
It seems she truly will be a very outstanding child.
Hopefully, she can grow into a very excellent Wizard in the future.
“Well then,” Mr.
Ollivander’s gaze behind his glasses slowly turned to Canberra, “now, this lady can try a wand.” Canberra smiled and nodded, her eyes fixed on the wands that had just “bullied” Little Cub.
The wands she stared at instantly began to tremble even more violently, some even emitting a “humming” sound.
Mr.
Ollivander’s expression couldn’t remain calm watching this scene.
Even though he had sold wands for almost a lifetime, he had never seen such a situation.
He could clearly feel that these wands were afraid, but what were they afraid of?
Or rather, they shouldn’t be afraid.
Dragon heartstring, Phoenix feather, Unicorn tail hair…
the cores of these wands came from various top magical creatures.
Their power was formidable, and their temperaments were proud and unyielding.
Why were they so afraid now?
And to be so afraid in front of a Little Wizard who didn’t even have a wand yet and hadn’t learned magic.
Canberra was oblivious to Mr.
Ollivander’s inner thoughts.
She walked forward gracefully, smiling as she extended her right hand to cooperate with Mr.
Ollivander’s measurements.
This completely cooperative attitude made Mr.
Ollivander even more perplexed by the wands’ fear of Canberra.
“All right, I think you can try this one.” Mr.
Ollivander said, handing Canberra a wand.
Canberra reached out and took it, slightly mobilizing the energy within her body that should be called magic.
The next moment, a massive amount of magic surged from Canberra’s hand into the wand.
With a hum, almost without delay, the wand’s tip instantly shot out a golden light, proving that Canberra was perfectly compatible with this wand.
“Oh, this wand…” Seeing that the wand had already accepted Canberra, Mr.
Ollivander was about to state the wand’s material as usual and offer a remark to this special Little Wizard.
However, before he could finish half his sentence, Canberra directly interrupted him.
“No rush, Mr.
Ollivander,” Canberra said, examining the wand in her right hand, “I haven’t finished buying yet.” “What?” Mr.
Ollivander looked at Canberra, puzzled.
Not finished buying?
How could that be?
This wand had already accepted her.
“Miss Canberra, the wand chooses the Wizard; it has already chosen you.” “Hmm, but I only have one hand to hold a wand.
What a waste.” Canberra flashed a brilliant smile, just as Mr.
Ollivander looked at her left hand.
She manipulated a dozen or so pinkish-white tentacles from beneath her skirt to throw all the items she had bought earlier onto the floor.
Then, she slowly extended her tentacles, letting them reach out in front of her.
Whether by coincidence or not, there were exactly sixteen wands on the counter that Hermione had just tried, the same number as Canberra’s tentacles in her human form.
Sixteen pinkish-white tentacles extended simultaneously.
Before Mr.
Ollivander could react, she had already coiled them around these wands.
Similarly, sixteen massive streams of magic surged through Canberra’s tentacles into these wands, and humming sounds rang out in succession.
These wands, which had just “rejected” Hermione’s magic, one by one shot out golden light.
To Mr.
Ollivander, Professor McGonagall, and Headmaster Dumbledore, this was a clear indication that all sixteen wands were perfectly compatible with Canberra.
“This…
this…” Mr.
Ollivander’s eyes were dazed as he opened his mouth.
Merlin above, since he had gotten older, he hadn’t felt such shock in a long time.
The three “professionals” of the Wizarding World were dumbfounded by this scene.
Mr.
and Mrs.
Granger were confused, while Hermione looked at Canberra with admiration, blushing as she applauded her.
As expected of a Kaiju!
She truly has extraordinary qualities!
Canberra smiled “kindly,” then blinked at Mr.
Ollivander.
“Mr.
Ollivander, please get me another wand.” She gestured with her left hand as she spoke, “I still have one hand free.” “Just grab whatever.” Canberra waved her hand dismissively.
By sending magic into these wands just now, she had figured it out.
These wands were just bullies who picked on the weak.
There was no such thing as compatibility; as long as you could overpower them with magic, they would all be compatible.
Hmph, Canberra snorted inwardly.
Sure enough, these guys were just bullying Little Cub earlier.
The wands, forced to “bully” Hermione, trembled slightly in Canberra’s tentacles.
It really wasn’t them bullying anyone…
For ordinary Wizards, there was indeed a question of whether a wand was suitable or compatible.
But for Canberra, the “raw materials” of these wands were terrified of her.
So how could these wands dare not cooperate or obey?
Moreover, Wizards use wands to amplify magic, but Canberra using a wand actually weakened her own magic.
Because if she truly unleashed her magic without restraint, these wands wouldn’t be able to withstand it; they would definitely explode!
So the wands wanted to reiterate: this really wasn’t them bullying that Little Wizard named Hermione!
Mr.
Ollivander took a deep breath and closed his eyes to calm himself.
He had lived for almost a lifetime, and this was the first time he had faced such a situation.
If he wanted to say Canberra was wasting wands…
these wands had all “chosen” her.
If he wanted to say these wands had all chosen her, it went too much against the norms of the Wizarding World.
It even went against the wand knowledge Mr.
Ollivander had learned since childhood.
“Mr.
Ollivander?”