Chapter 23: Unprecedented Natural Magic! [Extra Chapter for the New Book Ranking]
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“Red oak, a bloodstained unicorn scale, nine inches long! I have tried to find it many owners, but every attempt ended in failure. The little thing is extremely picky.”
As Ollivander spoke, he noticed Chu Yang’s strange look and hurriedly explained, with the wisdom of a man who had lived long enough to know better, “Please believe me, this is not a scale that was shed by human hands. Anyone who harms a sacred magical creature like a unicorn will be cursed!”
Only then did Chu Yang withdraw his scrutinizing gaze.
He accepted the wand box from Ollivander and drew out the wand.
“This time, be gentler!” Ollivander reminded him anxiously. “Whatever you do, don’t overturn my counter again!”
“Don’t worry, sir. I’ll be much gentler this time!” Chu Yang nodded solemnly and gave the wand a cautious wave.
The entire wand shop began to tremble violently!
Ollivander and Sprout looked around in terror, afraid that the shop might collapse.
The beams and pillars inside the shop—even the doorframe, in fact, every wooden object—seemed to come alive. They grew wildly and expanded without end, even spreading into the shops nearby.
The trees were reborn in an instant, while green vines and plants stretched outward in every direction.
Flower buds emerged as well, blooming in the blink of an eye into a dazzling sea of blossoms.
Dead wood transformed in moments into ancient timber that seemed to have lived for centuries. Everywhere was brimming with vitality.
The astonishing spectacle drew the people from both sides of the street toward the shop, and wave after wave of exclamations rose from the crowd.
Sprout’s eyes widened. As a professor of Herbology, she found it difficult to comprehend what she was witnessing.
“That powerful burst of natural magic just now… did it come from Chu Yang?”
At that moment, the red-oak wand, its core made from a unicorn scale, radiated a warm red light that enveloped Chu Yang. It was the sign that the wand had accepted him as its master.
Ollivander stared at the scene in shock. He had only suggested the wand as an experiment; he had never expected it to truly succeed.
Chu Yang looked at the shops around him, which had been wrecked beyond recognition. He had no time to concern himself with the natural magic and could only smile bitterly.
“I’ll compensate you for all the damage, Mr. Ollivander.”
“No, no, my boy!” Ollivander stroked the wildly growing trees inside the shop, his eyes shining. “These trees contain an extraordinary vitality. They are excellent materials for making wands. These alone are more than enough.”
He pointed toward the neighboring shops, which had been crushed by the expanding trees, and added with a smile, “They’ll be enough to cover the damage there, too!”
Only then did Chu Yang let out a sigh of relief. He took out the wand and asked, “How many Galleons does this wand cost?”
Ollivander smiled.
“This wand is payment enough as well. Take it with you. If it is ever damaged, bring it back to me, and I’ll repair it for free.”
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Chu Yang nodded delightedly. “Thank you, Mr. Ollivander.”
Sprout hurried over to Chu Yang’s side and examined him from head to toe with an expression of disbelief. The intensity of the magic he had released moments ago surpassed that of most adult wizards—and yet it had been produced by an eleven-year-old boy.
But that was not the most important thing.
What shocked Sprout most was that she had never encountered magic carrying such astonishing vitality. It was so rich that she could almost tangibly feel the power of nature within it.
Even the herb garden she tended with the utmost care could not give her such a sensation.
Sprout was not the only one startled by it. Chu Yang himself had been caught off guard.
He had expected his magic to be somewhat stronger than that of an ordinary wizard. After all, he possessed a special advantage. But he had never imagined that his magic would display such a peculiar characteristic.
After thinking it over, he could identify only one possible explanation: the Wood Release he had inherited from his Naruto counterpart.
Every person’s constitution caused their magic to differ from that of others. A bloodline-bound power such as a kekkei genkai would naturally have a far greater influence on magic.
It seemed that this was the only explanation available.
Sprout looked at Chu Yang’s bewildered face. A bellyful of questions rushed to her lips, yet she found herself unable to ask them.
He was only a child. What could he possibly know?
It would be better to wait until they returned to school and ask the learned Albus Dumbledore.
Noticing that the crowd outside was growing larger by the minute, Sprout moved Chu Yang behind her and hurriedly led him out of the wand shop.
Among the onlookers, a little girl watched Chu Yang’s departing figure with eyes full of curiosity. Only when the adult beside her reminded her did she reluctantly look away.
Sprout rushed back to the Leaky Cauldron with Chu Yang in tow.
She was eager to tell Dumbledore about Chu Yang’s unusual abilities.
“Chu Yang, I’m sorry, but I have to leave first. Here is your train ticket and some money for living expenses. Keep them safe!”
“I’ve already paid for your lodging, so you can stay there until the school term begins. Remember, you must board the train before eleven o’clock on September first.”
Sprout placed a train ticket and a pouch of Galleons into Chu Yang’s hands. Then, unable to wait another moment, she cast Apparition and vanished abruptly before him.
The entire process happened so quickly that Chu Yang did not even have time to say a word.
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“Professor Sprout certainly is a woman of action,” Chu Yang remarked helplessly. Then he lowered his head and glanced at the ticket.
“King’s Cross Station, Platform Nine and Three-Quarters. Now that’s a familiar place name.”
“Luckily, I know how to get there. Otherwise, this would be troublesome.”
Passing through the barrier between the platforms was one of the classic scenes from the Harry Potter story, and Chu Yang remembered it clearly.
After Sprout left, Chu Yang made a trip to Gringotts.
He wanted to exchange the pounds he had earned from the thugs earlier for Galleons.
Only after arriving did he learn that there were restrictions on exchanging pounds for Galleons.
Chu Yang had thought he was about to make a fortune, but in the end he could only exchange two hundred Galleons, leaving him thoroughly disappointed.
“So robbing thugs really isn’t very respectable. I’d be better off changing my targets to dark wizards.”
A dangerous glint appeared in Chu Yang’s eyes. After such a spectacular misunderstanding, his mood had fallen to rock bottom.
Having spent the entire day out, Chu Yang could barely be bothered to move once he returned to his room.
He sat on the bed, picked up the books he had just bought, and began to read.
He would be spending the time before the start of term in their company.
The first book Chu Yang chose was The History of Magic, written by Emeric Switch.
It was the best reading material for someone who had never encountered the magical world before and wanted to understand it.
Because he shared three of his own talents, Chu Yang possessed an exceptionally powerful memory. Although he had not yet reached the level of remembering everything at a glance, reading something two or three times was enough for him to memorize and understand it completely.
Some people could memorize things quickly without necessarily understanding them.
But as long as Chu Yang remembered something, he could generally understand it in full.
Being able to memorize and comprehend the knowledge in a book with such speed was an immensely pleasurable experience—more exhilarating than any other form of pleasure in the world achieved through stimulating the brain!
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