In fact, Fei Xu also knew that it was probably a bit of a problem to do so.

Unfortunately, I couldn't help it.

Fortunately, as Mr. Ollivander said, the wand was indeed very hard. Fei Xu bit it on it, leaving only a shallow layer of tooth marks.

However, it seemed to be stimulated by this, and white lights spewed out from the tip of the stick frantically, hitting the shelf next to it, blowing the box above it into pieces.

"Running Gorjo!"

Professor McGonagall quickly pulled out his wand and cast a protective spell to block the white light that was still squirting wildly. Mr. Ollivand also snatched the wand from Feish's mouth as fast as possible.

Regardless of whether this wand is suitable for Feixu, after such trouble, it will definitely not serve Feixu.

"Fei Xu! The wand is not a tooth grinding stick! It cannot be used to bite!"

Professor McGonagall scolded his cat child while pressing his head to bow to Mr. Ollivander to apologize.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Ollivander, some of the child's habits have not been changed."

"It's okay, I can understand..." Mr. Ollivander stroked the wand in his hand with heartache, then glanced at Fei Xu, who was still in a confused expression (pretending to be). After sighing, he finally didn't plan to pursue it.

"But don't do this next time, not all wands are as hard as this one."

"Did you hear it? Fei Xu!"

“Meow~”

Although he was very dissatisfied with the previous behavior of the young customer, Mr. Ollivander still forgave him.

Most people would not easily feel disgusted by Fei Xu's animals, even Dumbledore was no exception, let alone Ollivander.

Besides, Mr. Ollivand, who knows Fei Xu's "life experience", also felt that it was understandable. If other young wizards dared to do this, even if the man was the child of the Minister of Magic, Mr. Ollivand would not do his business again.

So the selection of magic wands has to continue.

Mr. Ollivand picked up a magic wand, thought for a while, put it back, took out another magic wand from the bottom of the pile of boxes, and carefully handed it to Feish.

“Hortoenoki, Phoenix Feather, eleven and one third of an inch, characterized by… well… very hard.”

This time Fei Xu did not make any trouble. He took the wand and waved it casually, and nothing happened.

While Mr. Ollivand breathed a sigh of relief, he quickly snatched the wand from him, and then took out the wand he had put back before.

"Ebony, unicorn hair, eight and a half inches, very elastic... Be careful, it is not as hard as the first two wands."

After giving a lot of instructions, Mr. Ollivander handed over the wand to Feish.

This time Fei Xu's swing finally reacted a little, and a glimmer of light that would be ignored was flashed by the tip of the staff, but that's all.

Such a reaction obviously would not satisfy Mr. Ollivander, so he took back the wand and replaced it with a new one.

"Black walnut, Thunderbird's tail feather, nine inches, is not easy to control, but is very popular with the transformers... not hard either."

"Crack."

A flash of lightning flashed, and the reaction this time became a little bigger, but Mr. Ollivander was still unsatisfied.

"Mahogany, the tail hair of a unicorn, thirteen inches, flexible, perfect for transfiguration."

It seems that due to the influence of Feish's identity as "born Animagus", Mr. Ollivander chose the directions that he focused on transforming.

Well, except for that handful of hornbeam.

The reactions of the first two wands made Mr. Ollivander feel that his thinking was correct.

As a result, the moment Feixu grabbed the mahogany wand, Mr. Ollivander discovered that his speculation was wrong.

Without waiting for Fei Xu to wave his wand, he snatched it back and shook his head at the same time.

"It seems we are going in the wrong direction..." Mr. Ollivander picked and selected among the boxes for a while before finding a magic wand and putting it in Fei Xu's hand. "Purple shirt wood, the heart nerve of the fire dragon, ten and two-thirds of the inch, a very powerful wand."

Fei Xu waved it for a moment, and a pile of Mars popped up.

"This is not right."

Fei Xu was a little impatient when the wand in his hand was retracted again.

"Mileva."

Fei Xu looked at Professor McGonagall with his mouth puffed.

"You have to be a little patient, my dear," Professor McGonagall comforted him: "The choice of a wand is a very important thing for the wizard, and you can't be careless."

"But this is really boring..."

Fei Xu was a little depressed. At first, he would be attracted by the strange light effects, but after a while of novelty, he gradually became bored by this boring wand swing.

"Oh...I understand!"

Mr. Ollivander seemed to have gained inspiration during the conversation between the two. He no longer searched in the pile of boxes at his feet, but searched again on the shelves.

"Come on, try this, sycamore, suitable for curious owners. The core of the stick is the phoenix's tail feather, nine inches."

Fei Xu, who had lost his initial enthusiasm, waved casually. Even though nothing had happened, Mr. Ollivander's eyes lit up. He slapped his hands suddenly, "That's it!"

Then he changed his wand and let Fei Xu try it.

"Meow!"

Fei Xu has never had much patience for things he was not interested in. If he hadn't wanted a magic wand, he would have been furious and ran away long ago.

Afterwards, he tried several wands back and forth, Fei Xu's heart became more and more irritable, and his little face became more and more odorous, while Mr. Ollivander seemed to be happier.

For a wand maker, the more picky the client is, the more fulfilling he feels when meeting the other person’s needs.

"I think we're close to the final answer."

Mr. Ollivander also saw Feish's impatientness. While replacing the wand, he was always comforting Feish to prevent him from taking the wand he made.

"Maybe it is it."

Mr. Ollivand took out a magic wand wrapped by several rattans and handed it to Feish's hand.

"Grape vine wood, twelve inches, the core of the pole is the hair of a cat and leopard. This was bought by me in Appalachia to test the effects of the pole core. Johannes Jonker, a wand producer in North America, likes to use it as the pole core. After several attempts, I still think that phoenix feathers, unicorn hairs and the heart nerves of the fire dragon are the best pole core materials."

When it comes to making a magic wand, Mr. Ollivander talks a little.

"Although I no longer use cat leopard hair as the core, this wand has no problem from material to technology, and is still one of my proud works."

Although Olivand said a lot, Feish was not interested at all. He took the wand casually and was about to wave it casually as before, when he suddenly felt his hand holding the wand heat up.

Fei Xu subconsciously followed the direction of the force wandering, and waved his arm vigorously.

As his arms waving, the entire store was shrouded in a layer of vitality green light. New branches were drawn from the wooden bookshelf and benches. The branches grew rapidly and stretched out, hanging layers of green leaves. The originally worn store was instantly decorated with lush greenery.

"It's it!" Mr. Ollivander shouted excitedly: "There will no longer be a wand that suits you better than it! Mr. McGonagh!"

"The vine wood is more sensitive than any wand made of wood in terms of hitting it off with the wand master!" Mr. Ollivander excitedly explained to Firsh and Professor McGonagall: "I have witnessed two similar scenes, this is the third time, and they are all from the vine wood without exception."

Fei Xu was not interested in the cold knowledge of the wand at all, and at this time he was happily playing with the wand in his hand.

When I was using this wand just now, I felt that it was different from other wands. This old man with silver eyes was a bit slow, but he was indeed very good at choosing a wand.

Fisch held the wand and looked at Minerva who was paying Mr. Olivand, recalling the spells she had cast on herself...

"Yugadimuleviosa!"

Professor McGonagall turned around and looked at Fei Xu, who was confused with his wand.

"The pronunciation is very accurate. Dear Feixu, it's not enough to just shout the spell, but don't worry, it's still one month before school starts. During this period, I will teach you the knowledge about spells."

Professor McGonagall squatted in front of Feish, with a gentle smile on his face, gently stroked his head, and said softly.

However, Fei Xu felt a chill on his back at this moment. If he were in the form of a cat, his hair would have exploded long ago.

Fei Xu blinked his eyes twice, quickly took back the wand in his hand, lay on the ground, then lifted up his clothes, showed his belly to Professor McGonagall, and a flattering smile appeared on his face.

"Meow~~~" (●?ω?●)

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Chapter completed!