A wand finally

The bell ring as  hewalked into Ollivanders
wearing a random robe he found in a trash can that freashly ironed (for some reason)(he stopped questioning it afer when he got his leeter can you judge him his parent are humans or what his world calls muggles and he turnd out to be magical )and if he says so himsef he is looking perrty sly
He looked around.
"there are a hella amoount of boxes" he murrmered under his breath
"Indeed"
Octavian looked over.
"Oh.....ummm... hi"
The man smiled.
"Mr Octavian Taylor"
"Thats me how did you know--"
He was cut off when Garrick Ollivander grabbed a box from a shelves and dropped it on the counter.
"Try this"
H raised an eyebrow but gave the wand a wave.
A few boxes fell over.
"eh i dont think this is for me"
Another wand.
The lights flickered.
"even more"
Another.
Nothing.
Octavian sighed.
"you sure i am not going to be wandless"
Ollivander laughed a little.
"sadly that not how this works"
He reached up onto a high shelf and pulled down one last box.
"Cherry wood. Dragon heart string. Twenty one point six centimeters"
Octavian took it.
It felt... right