At this moment, Charles had already taken the beech-and-dragon-heartstring wand Ollivander had handed him.
A look of anticipation appeared in Ollivander’s eyes, and a smile spread across his face.
He was already imagining how, once Charles achieved fame and accomplished feats comparable to—or even surpassing—those of Dumbledore, people would eagerly discuss the wand in his hand.
The birth of another Dumbledore would add yet another brilliant chapter to the reputation of Ollivander wands.
Gregorovitch?
Go eat dirt!
As he imagined these scenes, Ollivander’s smile grew brighter and brighter.
His eyes remained fixed on Charles.
He was determined to remember every detail so that he could record it in his precious memoirs someday.
Perhaps this record might even become part of magical history!
However, just as Ollivander’s gaze returned to Charles, the sight before him left him completely stunned.
Charles himself let out a soft sigh.
Just moments ago, the dazzling radiance of the Eternal Blazing Sun Charm had appeared in his mind.
He had wanted to test whether this beech-and-dragon-heartstring wand could withstand the extremely extreme magical properties of the Eternal Blazing Sun Charm.
But before the spell had even taken shape, a faint crack had already appeared along the wand.
And it wasn’t merely on the surface.
The interior was probably already riddled with cracks as well.
It seemed that the wand Charles had previously obtained from Dark had not shattered after casting the Eternal Blazing Sun because it had already been damaged beforehand.
Rather, the magical properties of the Eternal Blazing Sun were simply too extreme.
Ordinary wands were incapable of withstanding them.
Charles turned toward Ollivander.
“Mr. Ollivander, I’m sorry.”
“This wand seems to have broken.”
“I did warn you.”
The smile on Ollivander’s face slowly froze.
Then it transformed into an expression of complete disbelief.
Ollivander had seen wands break during duels before.
But even that was extremely rare.
Most such cases occurred during magical clashes between powerful wizards.
But a young wizard breaking a wand simply while testing it?
Such a thing was practically unheard of.
Neither Dumbledore’s wand nor the Dark Lord’s wand had ever suffered such a fate.
Ollivander stared at Charles with wide eyes.
Could this really be the genius young wizard even Dumbledore had praised?
Even testing a wand is this extraordinary?!
A moment later, Ollivander became excited.
He took the shattered beech wand and carefully examined it.
The shock in his eyes became even more pronounced.
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“Powerful to the point that I might even describe its nature as sacred.”
“Almost like an eternal, brilliant light…”
As he muttered to himself, Ollivander hurriedly rummaged through his collection again and pulled out another wand.
“Here.”
“Try this one.”
“Birch wood with a unicorn hair core.”
Birch wood carried connotations of purity and ritual and was considered particularly suitable for spells such as the Patronus Charm and healing magic.
A unicorn hair core was similar in nature.
It was well suited to casting certain pure, powerful, and benevolent forms of magic.
One had to admit that Ollivander had genuinely earned his reputation as one of the three greatest wandmakers in Europe.
Charles had shattered the previous wand while testing the Eternal Blazing Sun Charm, and a trace of the spell’s magic had remained inside it.
That magic possessed an extraordinary ability to suppress darkness.
That was why Ollivander had specifically brought out a wand whose wood and core were both highly compatible with sacred magic.
Unfortunately, the extreme nature of the Eternal Blazing Sun still exceeded Ollivander’s expectations.
When Charles grasped the birch wand and once again attempted to channel the Eternal Blazing Sun Charm…
The wand began trembling slightly.
A hair-thin crack appeared at the tip.
Ollivander immediately stopped Charles.
“Don’t test it anymore.”
“Even this wand can’t withstand your sacred magic.”
“By Merlin, Mr. Charles, you’ll definitely become a natural enemy of darkness in the future!”
“Let me think…”
“Let me think again…”
Professor McGonagall, who was standing nearby, felt the last trace of worry in her heart disappear after hearing Ollivander’s assessment of Charles.
When Dumbledore had asked her to report what kind of wand Charles was compatible with, curiosity was only part of the reason.
More importantly, he wanted to use this process to discover Charles’s true nature.
According to wandlore, wands and wizards were mutually compatible.
The kind of wand a wizard matched with could also reveal something about that wizard’s personality.
Take Voldemort, for example.
Back then, he had been matched with a yew wand.
The wood carried connotations of “rebirth.”
Almost like a prophecy, it revealed the deepest desire hidden within Voldemort’s heart.
If Charles were to match with a yew wand or an elder wand, then considering what had happened with Voldemort, Dumbledore would inevitably become more wary of him.
Such talent, combined with walking down Voldemort’s path, would truly be a disaster for the magical world.
Professor McGonagall had secretly been worried about this possibility as well.
Only now, after hearing Ollivander personally declare that Charles’s magic was so sacred that even a wand made of birch wood with a unicorn hair core couldn’t withstand it, did she finally relax.
At the same time, Ollivander seemed to have fallen into an enormous dilemma.
He continuously rummaged through his wand boxes, taking out one wand after another that he thought might be compatible with Charles.
Unfortunately, none of them could withstand the extreme magical power revealed by the Eternal Blazing Sun Charm.
Not only was Ollivander unwilling to accept such a situation, Charles certainly wasn’t either.
Who would want to replace their wand every day?
And what if this problem occurred at a critical moment in battle?
If his spell were reflected back at him by his own shattered wand, like what had happened to Ron and Lockhart in the original story, it would be nothing short of a complete joke.
Moreover, even if Ollivander managed to find a wand capable of withstanding the Eternal Blazing Sun Charm, Charles might not be completely satisfied.
After all, the Eternal Blazing Sun was merely his most powerful spell at present.
With Deep Blue in his possession, Charles would inevitably develop more spells in the future that surpassed the Eternal Blazing Sun in destructive power.
There was another issue as well.
The Eternal Blazing Sun was extremely sacred and naturally specialized in suppressing darkness.
But that might not be true of Charles’s other powerful spells.
A wand capable of accommodating the Eternal Blazing Sun might not necessarily be suitable for his other spells.
Charles’s brows gradually furrowed.
Could it be that the wands here at Ollivanders…
Or perhaps Ollivander’s entire wandmaking theory…
Simply wasn’t suitable for my situation?
After nearly twenty wands had shattered one after another, it wasn’t only Charles who began to question things.
Even Ollivander had begun wondering about something.
Could it be that, for the first time in my life, I’m actually going to be stumped by a young wizard?
Could I really be unable to find a wand compatible with him?
Just then, a wand box completely different from all the others in Ollivander’s shop emerged from beneath the piles of wand boxes.
The box was unmistakably goblin-made.
It was inlaid with gold, silver, and gemstones, incredibly ornate and luxurious.
Even from the box alone, one could tell that its value was extraordinary.
The moment Ollivander saw the box, a bolt of inspiration seemed to strike his mind.
“If it’s this wand…”
“It will definitely work!”
“Only…”
“This wand was obtained by one of my ancestors from the goblins.”
“It wasn’t made by the Ollivander family…”
After hesitating for a moment, Ollivander gritted his teeth.
“Forget it.”
“Gregorovitch once held up a wand and claimed that it was the unbeatable wand.”
“If he can do that, why can’t I?”
With that, Ollivander opened the box.
A fifteen-inch wand emerged before Charles.
It was entirely silver in color, covered in mysterious openwork patterns.
And the moment Charles saw it, the extraordinary goblin wand revealed itself in all its glory.
(End of Chapter)