Chapter 7

In Diagon Alley, on the cobblestone-paved ground, Mo Wen slowly walked, occasionally smiling and greeting familiar passersby. After collaborating with the Ministry of Magic to develop products and defeating the current head of the Malfoy family in a duel, Mo Wen's reputation in his circle almost instantly reached its peak. Many called him a genius, the purest of pure-bloods, and especially his unique golden-silver eyes were often talked about. Almost everyone believed he would become a great figure, perhaps not inferior to Dumbledore and the one whose name cannot be mentioned.

At this moment, Mo Wen felt very pleased. What was originally just a retaliatory action against Lucius had unexpectedly brought him unexpected gains.

Innate Skill: Genius (C/A): Your smart brain makes you particularly noticeable and more intelligent. (Effect—Permanent, Intelligence increased from C+ to B-, learning efficiency significantly improved)

It must be said that this innate skill came at the right time. Not only did Mo Wen's arcane magic improve significantly, but even the spells in the Harry Potter world became much easier to use. He believed it wouldn't be long before he could truly cast spells without a wand.

Stopping in front of a bustling shop, Mo Wen gently pushed the door and walked in.

Madam Malkin was a short and plump witch with a warm smile, dressed in purple. "Are you here to buy Hogwarts school uniforms, my dear Mo Di?"

Mo Wen smiled and said, "Yes, Madam. Although our family's clothes are usually custom-made, it's rare for me to come to Diagon Alley, so I thought it would be good to visit you. The clothing issue can be easily resolved, and as you know, our family is opening a new store soon, which will require many uniforms. I think your shop has the best quality."

Madam Malkin's eyes squinted with a smile, "Mo Di, you really know how to speak. We have plenty of clothes, and I'm sure they will satisfy you. Let's start with your school uniform. There's a girl trying on clothes inside right now."

In the back of the shop, a black-haired, black-eyed girl with a cute appearance stood on a footstool, and a witch was pinning up her black robe. Madam Malkin personally led Mo Wen over, had him stand on another footstool next to the girl, and put a robe on him, pinning it to fit his height.

Looking at the beautiful girl and her Chinese appearance, a name came to Mo Wen's mind, and he smiled.

"Are you also a new student at Hogwarts?" Mo Wen asked with a smile.

"Yes, yes," Mo Wen's golden-silver eyes and noble demeanor made the girl, new to the magical world, somewhat nervous, and her face inexplicably turned red.

"My name is Mo Di Gules, and I'm also a first-year student. I'm glad to meet such a beautiful girl. We will be classmates from now on."

"My name is Cho Chang, nice to meet you." Cho Chang didn't dare to look directly into Mo Wen's eyes.

"Cho Chang? That's a very nice name," Mo Wen said in Chinese, then waved his hand, and a bouquet of flowers appeared in his hand. "This is a gift for you."

"Oh, thank you," Cho Chang subconsciously took the flowers and looked at Mo Wen in surprise. "You can speak Chinese?"

Mo Wen laughed and nodded, "Don't look at me like this, but I have some Chinese blood." Although not in this world, Mo Wen added in his heart.

"Really?" Cho Chang, who had been somewhat nervous, suddenly looked at Mo Wen with much more warmth. The two chatted in Chinese about many things. Mo Wen, being born in the wizarding world, knew much more than the Muggle-born Cho Chang. His words made Cho Chang's eyes sparkle. Until Madam Malkin said, "It's ready, dear."

Mo Wen jumped down from the footstool and waved to Cho Chang, "See you at Hogwarts!"

Watching Mo Wen leave, Cho Chang felt a bit lost and asked the witch beside her, "Are all the boys in the magical world so outstanding?"

The witch smiled mysteriously, "Mo Di is special. You'll see, he's a true pure-blood noble."

Leaving Madam Malkin's Robes, Mo Wen heard the original voice in his head, "Master, are you planning to pursue Cho Chang?"

Mo Wen said with a playful tone, "Don't you think the Savior's first love is worth collecting? Besides, she's quite attractive and would make a good lover. I also need to test the contract ability you gave me, and she's a good target."

After coming to this world, Mo Wen discovered that the contract ability of the Heroic Spirit's throne also had limitations. Specifically, the contract target must meet the basic requirements of a Heroic Spirit. If they lack the necessary power, they must have a significant amount of essence, meaning they must be a character in the story. Cho Chang was the first important female character he encountered in the original story. As for males, Mo Wen wouldn't contract them; he didn't want a group of men to accompany him on his journey. The original also didn't like men entering her body, so they were in agreement on this. Thinking about how the Savior's first love would soon be in his hands, Mo Wen's lips curled into a wicked smile.

Leaving the robe shop, Mo Wen headed to Ollivanders, his last stop. As for books, as the owner of Flourish and Blotts, someone would naturally deliver them to him.

The wand shop was small and shabby, with the golden sign on the door peeling off, reading: Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C. In the dusty window, a single wand lay on a faded purple cushion.

When Mo Wen entered the shop, a tinkling bell sound came from somewhere in the back. The shop was tiny, with only a long bench. Looking at the thousands of narrow boxes stacked almost to the ceiling, Mo Wen could almost feel the hidden magic within.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Mo Di," the silver-haired Mr. Ollivander said, frowning at Mo Wen.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Ollivander. I'm here to pick up my custom-made wand," Mo Wen said with a smile.

Ollivander sighed and took out a beautifully packaged small box from behind the counter. Opening it, a brand new silver-white wand was inside.

"To be honest, Mr. Mo Di, I still don't approve of your approach. Each wand has its owner, and providing materials for me to craft a wand may not result in a suitable one."

Mo Wen didn't mind, gently taking out the wand and caressing it, "How is it?"

Seeing that Mo Wen wouldn't change his mind, Ollivander sighed again and introduced, "Eleven inches long, elder wood, and the horn of a unicorn king, a perfect combination of death and purity. If not for your request, I would never consider such a combination. This wand will be extremely unstable, though extremely powerful. I have only seen one wand in my life that is more powerful than this. I don't know if this is a successful work."

Mo Wen was unconcerned, holding the wand and saying to Ollivander, "It's fine, sir. I like it very much. I'll take my leave now, and my servant will settle the payment."

Outside Diagon Alley, Mo Wen held the wand in his right hand, a silver-white light covering it. In the light, the wand's patterns seemed even more elegant and mysterious.

Noble Phantasm:

Unicorn Horn Elder Wand

Rank: C

Type: Anti-Personnel Noble Phantasm

A wand carefully crafted by Ollivander, it can significantly enhance the user's magical power and allow the use of some higher-level spells.

After gaining the body of a Heroic Spirit, Mo Wen discovered that he could transform items closely related to him into Noble Phantasms, thereby obtaining the corresponding Noble Phantasm. Of course, there were limitations: the item must belong to him, at least for a period of time, and it must be related to him, something he frequently used or used to achieve some significant deeds. The effects of using the item would be linked to the power of the Noble Phantasm.

With this ability, he wasn't worried about not being able to control the wand. As long as he transformed it into a Noble Phantasm, he could naturally control it. He only needed to pursue great power.