Professor McGonagall, who had been observing for a long time, suppressed a smile, drew her wand, and gently tapped it: "Reparo!"
The next second, the scattered boxes flew back onto the shelves, neatly arranged, and the shattered window was repaired, as if the glass had never broken.
Carl watched this scene with envy: "Professor! I want to learn that!"
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Ollivander, the wand you made is indeed a bit mischievous."
The old man glared at the protective lioness, "10 Galleons, take the wand!"
"Huh? Wasn't it 7 Galleons?"
Carl suspected the old man was retaliating by raising the price on the spot.
"That's for ordinary wands! This wand embodies the imaginative designs of my youth. Look at its shape and tell me, isn't it very bold?"
Carl: "It's okay, not as bold as me."
"Back then, I even wanted to embed scales from Horned Serpents and Dragons into the wand, and tie on tail feathers from a Phoenix and a Thunderbird."
Carl: "Then why didn't you do it?"
"Because my grandfather and a group of old men appeared in my dreams and beat me up, calling me a prodigal son for wasting materials."
Professor McGonagall, Carl: "Good for them!"
"However, even though this wand didn't turn out as I envisioned, it's still very unusual!"
"Once, I met Mr. Newt Scamander in Diagon Alley, and he gave me these mane hairs shed by a magical creature from ancient Eastern lands—a Zouwu!"
"You know, these could be used as wand cores, but to commemorate my shattered dreams from back then, I still tied them all to this wand!"
Carl: (⊙o⊙)
Wow! Sycamore plus cat-leopard fur plus Zouwu mane, that's an interesting combination.
If one day this wand decided to wander off on its own, Carl wouldn't be surprised in the least.
"So, does tying on the Zouwu mane give the wand any special enhancement?"
Professor McGonagall's eyes were involuntarily drawn to the wand in Carl's hand, sensing something was amiss.
"Of course! Turn the wand upside down and shake it gently! Even the most ferocious feline will calm down and become much more fond of you!"
Professor McGonagall: (￣_￣)
Carl: "So… this is just a cat teaser?"
You, a master wandmaker, are truly a genius! It's a pity those old men didn't actually come up and beat you!
…
After paying 10 Galleons, Carl obtained his wand.
Made of sycamore and cat-leopard fur, 12 inches long, with Zouwu mane tied to the end.
Ollivander also gave him a set of wand maintenance tools and cheerfully saw them out the door.
After buying everything, Carl did not leave Diagon Alleybut stayed at the Leaky Cauldron.
After all, at the orphanage, he had already been adopted by Professor McGonagall.
Although everyone was puzzled as to why Carl, who had always resisted adoption, had so readily agreed this time.
Professor McGonagall asked Tom to look after him and gave Carl another 20 Galleons and a pile of Sickles and Knuts.
As long as he didn't buy unnecessary things, this money would be enough for Carl until next year's school term.
"Do you remember how to report to Hogwarts?"
"Don't worry, Professor!"
"Station?"
"King's Cross!"
"Platform?"
"9 ¾! Run into the platform between 9 and 10! Board the Hogwarts Express!"
Professor McGonagall nodded with satisfaction and patted Carl's shoulder.
"Very good! If you have any questions, you can ask Mr. Tom. If you encounter difficulties, you can borrow his owl to write to me."
"There's still over a month until school starts. I wish you a happy and fulfilling time every day."
"We'll see each other again at Hogwarts."
Carl nodded obediently, watching Professor McGonagalluse Floo powder and disappear into the green flames of the fireplace.
He greeted Mr. Tom, then returned to Room 10 on the second floor.
Carl would be staying here until school started. Compared to the pub downstairs, the room was surprisingly clean and tidy.
Although he wanted to read magic books, he had more important things to do now.
Earlier, he had been busy following Professor McGonagall to buy things and hadn't had time to explore his cheat system.
Leaping onto the bed, Carl summoned the blue light screen and began to study it.
The light screen was very simple, divided into three sections: left, middle, and right.
In the middle was a large, swirling circle, where Teacher Nidalee had appeared before.
In the upper left corner was his avatar, below which was a line of text made of starlight: Vastaya-Shapeshifter Form Change – Jungle Cat, and below that was a large blank space.
On the right were log messages; the information he had seen before was still there, and he could scroll up and down with his mind.
Soon, Carl understood how the cheat system worked:
When the light screen detected keywords from an object, it would match them based on those keywords.
Once a match was successful, it would summon a Champion from Runeterra, and he would gain certain abilities taught by them.
If both matching parties were non-human entities, then he would also transform into a non-human entity when using the abilities.
"That is to say…"
"The keywords that trigger the light screen are those shared by both the magical world and the Champions of Runeterra."
"So Professor McGonagall's Animagus matched Nidalee's Vastaya-Shapeshifter, both being abilities of form change."
Good heavens! Am I really a Summoner now?
But what the hell is this 'transform into a non-human entity'? Does that mean I've become a non-human… male?
What kind of thing is this? A Shapeshifting Summoner?
"What would Dumbledore, Snape, and Lord Voldemort's keywords be? I wonder if they can be matched and summoned."
Carl didn't dwell on this for too long. He closed the light screen, got up to read the magic book, and prepared to try casting a spell again.
He would know if it worked when the time came. Anyway, being able to summon was a huge gain, and it was fine if it didn't match.
He had already gained a Vastaya-Shapeshifter form change for free, which was already a lot. What more could he ask for?
He should still study spells and Transfiguration carefully; he couldn't let Professor McGonagall down!
…
"Standard Book of Spells, Grade 1," by Miranda Goshawk.
Carl flipped through the book while twirling his wand.
The wand spun flexibly between his fingers, like a nimble cat darting about.
Carl didn't have this skill before; it was purely because the wand enjoyed this game, sticking to his hand and refusing to fall.
Ollivander's statement that the wand chooses the Wizardhad a basis.
Wands taken by enemies, some would betray their masters, while others would steadfastly refuse to yield.
For example, sycamore wands favored ambitious Wizards; if they didn't find a suitable master, their magicwould be heavy and lifeless, but in the right hands, they would become increasingly lustrous.
The most individualistic were laurel and plane tree wands; the former would automatically unleash lightning strikes if stolen, while the latter would spontaneously combust if it found things boring.
So Carl was very willing to play games with his wand, fearing it might do something rash.
What else could he do with the wand he bought? He could only pamper it.
After reading through "Standard Book of Spells, Grade 1," Carl skipped directly past the initial explanations, types, and Precautions of spells, turning to the section on the Levitation Charm.
As the spell with the most unique incantation among all spells, even though it was long and difficult to pronounce, Carl still considered it the coolest spell.
"Wingardium Leviosa!"
(∩^o^)⊃━☆ﾟ.*･｡
With a flick and a swish of his wand, the table Carl pointed at immediately floated up and drifted in the air according to the wand's command.
"Woohoo! We're flying!"
"By the way… how do you say 'summon a wild buffalo'?"
"I want to try it!"