"ha!"

Ollivander laughed strangely: "Don't bother me. The Ollivander family has been making staffs since 382 BC. They have used all kinds of materials. Don't worry, my grandfather's inventory is still here."

He picked out another one from a remote shelf:

"A combination of acacia wood and Veela hair, twelve inches, more flexible."

This is a dark golden wand, slightly curved but straight overall, and decorated with vine-like branches.

Just one look at Ringo and I fell in love with him.

And after holding it.

A hint of coolness immediately spread from the wand to the whole body, and there was also a faint whisper, as if a woman with a beautiful voice was whispering in his ear.

He waved.

A gauze-like white smoke flew out, emitting a wonderful singing sound, and circled around before disappearing.

"Look, no wizard will fail in Ollivanders."

Ollivander handed the box over:

"You will like it. The wand made of acacia wood is very cunning. It only shows its strength to the most talented master and refuses to perform magic for anyone else except the master."

"There is no need to worry that it will change its owner..."
Chapter completed!