For wizards in Britain, being praised as someone who might one day become a wizard like Merlin was considered one of the highest compliments imaginable.
However, Reyes did not actually care much about Merlin, the so-called "greatest wizard."
After all, King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table whom Merlin had once assisted eventually fell apart. Even Merlin himself, according to legend, was sealed away because of his infatuation with the Lady of the Lake.
Of course, perhaps Merlin's story in the wizarding world had a continuation that ordinary people simply did not know about.
Regardless, Reyes possessed his own cheat. With a calm expression, he thanked Ollivander for the praise.
At the same time, he requested that Ollivander help him choose another wand.
Although Ollivander repeatedly insisted that the wand chooses the wizard, he still agreed to help Reyes find a more suitable wand.
Clearly, Ollivander understood that such a massive wand was inconvenient to use.
For ordinary wizards, wands were tools used to practice spells and guide their magic. For Reyes, however, practicing magic with that enormous wand might also double as physical exercise.
Holding such a heavy wand for extended periods could probably strengthen the muscles of his dominant arm.
But when it came to selecting a backup wand, Reyes had the strange feeling that Ollivander was simply going through the motions.
The wandmaker quickly measured Reyes's physical data and then, without much hesitation, picked three wands from a nearby pile and handed them to him for testing.
Reyes himself did not feel any special reaction when he waved them. However, each time he swished one of the wands, its tip emitted a relatively bright flash of light.
After observing this, Ollivander asked a simple question.
"Which core do you prefer? Unicorn tail hair, dragon heartstring, or phoenix feather?"
Reyes did not think long before answering.
"Phoenix feather."
In the stories Reyes remembered, unicorns were mostly famous for one thing—their blood being drained by Voldemort.
Dragons, on the other hand, seemed even less impressive in this world. Wizards already kept them on farms and raised them like dangerous livestock. While there were certainly powerful dragons that even wizards could not easily control, any dragon whose heartstring could be harvested clearly wasn't among the strongest of its kind.
Compared to those two, the phoenix had displayed far more remarkable abilities in the stories.
Hearing Reyes's answer, Ollivander nodded and handed him the second wand.
"Then you are its master," Ollivander said. "Walnut wood, eleven inches, firm flexibility, phoenix feather core. It has already accepted you. No matter what magic you study in the future, this wand will perform admirably. I hope you will treat it well."
Reyes looked slightly puzzled.
"Was it really decided that easily?" he asked. "Isn't it supposed to be the wand choosing the wizard? The way you described it makes it sound like I could have chosen any of them."
Ollivander chuckled softly as he returned the other two wands to their boxes.
"You already possess an ancient wand that belongs entirely to you," he explained. "This wand is merely a backup—something convenient for practicing spells. Because of that, I selected wands with greater adaptability from the beginning."
He paused before continuing.
"At the same time, your talent and aptitude are quite impressive. I have sold wands for my entire life, Mr. White. I can feel the recognition these wands show toward you from the light they produced when you waved them."
"The wand choosing the wizard is never wrong," Ollivander added thoughtfully. "But an outstanding wizard will naturally attract the favor of many wands. These three wands, despite having different cores, were all quite satisfied with you as their master."
"In that case, the final decision naturally falls to you—to choose the one that best suits your heart."
Reyes lowered his gaze to the wand in his hand.
It was dark brown and very plain, with no complicated carvings or decorations.
Although he still did not feel any particularly special connection, he nodded and promised to take good care of it.
In the world of League of Legends, there were many magical items shaped like wands or staffs. However, none of them were quite as ridiculous as the massive "Needlessly Large Rod" he already owned.
Even if he obtained stronger magical items in the future, this simple wand would probably remain his most practical tool in everyday life.
After all, it was far easier to carry.
With that in mind, Reyes also purchased several accessories for maintaining and storing the wand.
By the time everything was finished, he had spent a total of ten Galleons.
"I hope to hear good news of your accomplishments in the future, Mr. White," Ollivander said as he escorted him out of the shop. "I have a feeling that day will not be too far away."
As soon as they stepped outside, Nymphadora leaned closer to Reyes and whispered a complaint.
"Don't believe too much of Ollivander's flattery," she said quietly. "Achieving great things isn't that easy. The most important thing is protecting yourself."
"These wand sellers have their own way of talking. They always say what people like to hear. When I first came here, he even told me I would definitely become a master of Transfiguration."
She rolled her eyes.
"As if I needed him to tell me that. I'm a natural Metamorphmagus."
The two of them chatted casually while walking along the street.
After confirming that Andromeda was still talking with Narcissa, they stopped at a magical ice-cream parlor and ordered two large servings.
The ice cream was ridiculously sweet, but surprisingly enjoyable.
Once they finished, Reyes asked Nymphadora to take him to Flourish and Blotts.
There, with her recommendations, he purchased several extracurricular books. Some were popular wizarding novels, while others were beginner collections of simple household magic.
After that, Reyes followed Nymphadora to a nearby second-hand shop, where she spent nearly fifteen minutes browsing through old magical trinkets.
Eventually, Andromeda and Narcissa finally emerged from the coffee shop.
Narcissa looked distinctly unpleasant.
"Alright, children," Andromeda said as she approached them. "Let's go home. You must be starving by now."
She handed Nymphadora a small package.
"I packed some snacks from the café. You can eat them on the way while we wait for dinner."
Naturally, Nymphadora immediately pressed her mother for details about their conversation.
Andromeda waved her hand dismissively.
"I simply told her about little Reyes's thoughts," she said. "And I warned her—and those other pure-blood supremacists—not to lay a hand on him."
"However," she added, "Narcissa seems to have misunderstood something."
"She apparently believes that Reyes and I intend to return to their side. That's probably why she behaved with such a haughty attitude."
Andromeda sighed.
"It seems that over the years, she has become more and more blinded by those meaningless pure-blood ideas."
Naturally, Andromeda skipped over many details and only explained the outcome.
Narcissa acknowledged that Reyes was indeed Alphard's descendant, but she did not approve of him returning to the House of Black.
Instead, she proposed a condition.
As long as Reyes had no intention of reclaiming his status within the Black family and was willing to sign a contract formally renouncing that identity, she could guarantee that other wizarding families would not target him.
Furthermore, she promised that after graduation, she could recommend him for a position within the Ministry of Magic.
She even claimed she could apply for a special investigative fund from the Ministry to help search for information about Alphard's whereabouts.
"I told her that such matters should wait until you are an adult," Andromeda said. "That's why she looked so unhappy."
She glanced at Reyes.
"You don't mind, do you?"
Reyes shook his head calmly.
"When it comes to my parents, I will investigate things myself once I have the ability," he said. "As for a job at the Ministry of Magic… I'm not particularly interested."
"I haven't even started school yet. It's far too early to think about what will happen seven years from now."
"Who knows what the world will look like by then?"
With the rune system and his knowledge of future events, Reyes felt quite optimistic about his future.
Not to mention the enormous pile of Galleons he had just seen inside his family vault.
At the very least, money would never be a problem during his years of studying magic.
And now…
He could hardly wait to lift the mysterious and beautiful veil that hid the true world of magic.