The bell ring as  hewalked into Ollivanders
He looked around.
"there are a hella amoount of boxes" he murrmered under his breath
"Indeed"
Octavian looked over.
"Oh.....ummm... hi"
The old man smiled.
"Mr Octavian Taylor"
"Thats me how did you know--"
He was cut off when Olivander 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