Feeling his confidence in intentionally moving his magic around his body grow Harry gathered some threads of his magic in his right hand then slowly began increasing the amount of magic in his hand. Next Harry slowly imagined his magic gathering outside his hands. Slowly his magic gathered around his hands like a thin wispy cloud before recoiling back inside. After a couple of attempts Harry was pleased to see that he was able to produce a reasonable stream of magic and direct it in different directions before allowing it to flow back into him.
Feeling more confident in his ability to direct his magic outside his body Harry gathered his magic around his hand hand then slowly moved the magic towards the table. As his magic came into contact with the first object the sensation and sound of nails running down a chalk bord had Harry gasping in pain and quickly pulling his magic back.
While Harry centred himself Ollivander checked to see if Harry was okay before he began removing certain cores from the table while chuckling, "Well Mr Potter I can tell you that you are definitely not a seer from your strong reaction to fairy wings so I have removed all the wand core that only occur in the wands of seer's or those descended from a seer."
Nodding in thanks Harry slowly felt the tension in his magic relax allowing Harry to slowly relax. So, focused on watching his magic relax after the rather unpleasant interaction that Harry nearly jumped out his skin when Ollivander handed him a cup of what appeared to be earls grey tea.
Taking a sip of the tea Harry felt his muscles relax even further. While Harry relaxed Olivander asked, "Do you want to continue today or come back tommorow as I understand that while extremely rare it can be very unpleasant when your magic so strongly rejects a core."
Taking a deep breath in Harry quickly shook his head and said, "I think I will be fine to continue and I'm not sure when I will next be able to come down to Diagon alley." Nodding in understanding Ollivander poured Harry another cup of tea and said, "There is no rush so take your time."
After a couple cups of tea in companionable silence Harry made his way over to the wand cores and closed his eyes again. Slowly harry cautiously cast his magic out towards the table. This time Harry felt a ripple of magic as he approached the first wand core.
Very hesitantly Harry allowed his magic to brush against the wand core breathing a sigh of relief when only a slight popping sensation similar to that of popping candy occurring where his magic interacted with the core.
While Harry was processing the popping sensation Olivander softly instructed, "Now you have to cast your magic out over the whole table at once." Nodding Harry began to focus on spreading his magic over the whole table while of being distracted by the myriad of different sensations occurring the wide range of sensations each wand core was slightly overwhelming as Harry was simultaneously Warm and cold, while his magic slid over some cores seamlessly but with others dragged slowly. A lot of the cores created fizzing and popping sensation randomly.
As Harry's magic covered the whole table, he became aware of one wand core the rest fading into the background as his magic immediately reacted with a firework sensation that left Harry feeling a touch light headed from the sudden rush of adrenaline and rightness.
Reaching out with his eyes still closed Harry picked up the core surprised by how cool and soft it was. As Harry allowed his magic to seep back into his he opened his eyes eager to see what the core was. Immediately Harry was struck by the beauty of the long blue feather with its silver top fading into a icy blue then right at the bottom of the feather a dark blue.
Leaning over Ollivander removed the blue feather from Harry's hand and ran a finger down it as he softly said, "Now I never thought that I would see this core bond in my lifetime as eight generations of Ollivanders have guarded this Ice phoenix tail feather."
Laying the blue feather carefully next to its red companion Ollivander said, "There are two types of Phoenix in the world Mr Potter the traditional phoenix also known as the Fire phoenix, this is the most common phoenix they are amazing birds that can travel in a burst of flame and heal almost any injury with their tears. Their feathers when used in a wand show a talent for defensive magic and healing but are adaptable and flexible."
Pausing for a moment to stroke the blue feather Ollivander continued to say, "Ice phoenixes are elementally the opposite of a fire phoenix they travel in bursts of Ice and like the fire phoenix their tears will heal, in a wand they show a talent for charms and potions. Now Mr Potter People will tell you that all phoenixes are creatures of light but the reality is that Phoenixes are Grey for they represent both life and death which do not care about light and dark."
Nodding Harry leaned forwards eager to hear more as Ollivander continued to talk almost unaware of Harr and lost in his thoughts saying, "In your wand Mr Potter there will be two truly grey cores with opposite elemental magics that balance each other out perfectly this would mean that you are not a light wizard like the public belives but a grey wizard."
Puzzled by the whole light, grey and dark wizards and cores Harry went to ask Ollivander what he ment when Ollivander suddenly jumped into action and lead Harry over to the wand woods.
Looking over the wand woods Harry was surprised at the variety of woods. Snapping Harry out of his thoughts Ollivander said, "you can do the same as last time but keep your eyes open this time."
Repeating what he had done with the wand cores Harry cast his magic out over the whole table. Immediately a selection of woods shot of the table and a particularly pretty pieces of cherry wood was saved from flying straight into the fire by Ollivanders surprisingly fast reflexes."
While Harry was watching Ollivander catch the cherry wood he almost missed the ebony wood flying straight towards him. Grabbing the ebony wood last minute Harry admired the pitch-black wood. After gathering the scattered woods Ollivander came over to examine the wand wood Harry was holding.
"Ah Ebony an unusual but not uncommon wood that will only bond with those who are confident in themselves and have strong ideals. At 13 inches long and moderately bendy this will make a fine wand wood for you Mr Potter."
Taking the wand wood over to the cores Ollivander began carving the wood shaping it slowly revealing the shape of his wand the handle was decently thick with spiralling carver vines wrapped around it allowing for a secure hold. The shaft of the wand was simple and smooth with a very slight wave.
Handing the wand to Harry Ollivander stood back and admired the fountain of red and blue sparks that shot out of the wand. Basking in the feeling of his wand Harry turned to Ollivander and asked, "how much do I owe you?"
Smiling Ollivander said, "that will come to twelve galleons and directions to those muggle cleaning products you speak so highly of." After giving Ollivander directions to the local Sainsbury's down the road from the leaky cauldron and a list of good cleaning products that harry buys for cleaning the house Harry bid goodbye to Ollivander and stepped out into the busy street. The sun low in the sky casting a orange glow across the street.
Spotting an Angry but more sober Hagrid marching up the street Harry quickly rushed into a shop with a cheerful sign declaring it to be Familiars and friends. Inside the shop was large cages that appeared even larger when Harry looked inside some had snakes that hissed "you're not my wizard go away" others had lizards, cats, dog's, owls, foxes and some that Harry didn't recognise.
As Harry was peering into a cage that seemed to contain the entire Sahara desert for a lion that occasionally breathed out green smoke a hunched over old lady shuffled over to him leaning heavily on a knobbly old walking stick the old woman rasped he voice so quiet that Harry could only just hear her say, "Come now your familiar awaits you down here."
The old lady began shuffling away into the shop leaving Harry to quickly rush after her. Approaching a cage in the back of the shop the old lady reached in and pulled out a large grey cat with amber eyes, placing the cat in Harry's arms she rasped, "This Chartreux cat is your familiar and here is a book on them."
Looking up at Harry with solemn eyes the cat quickly bit his thumb drawing blood immediately Harry felt his magic and the cat's magic blend together in a flash of bright blue light the process competed leaving Harry gently cradling the large cat that had decided that this was the perfect opportunity to sleep.
Smiling gently the old woman placed a hand on his shoulder and said, "he's yours for free." Before Harry could protest the woman had herded him out the door. Cradling the cat tightly to his chest Harry slowly made his way over to where Hagrid was stumbling towards him drinking something from a vial.
Seeing Harry passing the shop next to Ollivanders Hagrid assumed that Harry had just come got his wand Hagrid quickly took a quick gulp of the sobering potion slurred his words as he asked, "did you get the holly and phoenix wand." Blinking naively Harry smirked internally as he replied, "no the holly wouldn't work for me and I had to get a different wand wood."
Grunting Hagrid turned and began the process of dragging Harry out of Diagon alley and back to Privet Drive.
