Chapter 7 Hermione Granger

I don't know how many wands were replaced, but the tables and chairs that were originally relatively spacious were filled with boxes containing wands.

Mr. Ollivander kept walking through the shelves, putting many wands into Xiao Fanlin's hands. Mr. Ollivander took them away without even letting Xiao Fanlin try them.

As for the water bottle that had been moved underground, no one knew what evil it had done. It was broken again and again, and was restored and reorganized again and again. This also made Xiao Fanlin's squandered magic power almost bottom out.

"What a difficult little patron." Ollivander looked at Xiao Fanlin standing in the middle of the living room, smiled and shook his head.

Suddenly, Mr. Ollivander seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes that were originally cloudy now felt clear and clear.

"I think that's the one." Mr. Ollivander quickly walked into the deeper shelves. After a while, his old hands trembled and took out a bottle of blood from a box made of sandalwood. The red wand comes.

He quickly walked up to little El Fanlin, faced him, took out his wand, and pointed the end of the handle at the child named Fanlin Ellin in front of him.

Fan Lin stretched out his right hand at a loss. The moment he held the wand, a golden-red light spurted out from the tip of the wand.

At this time, the three people present seemed to hear a loud roar and a sharp cry.

"This is really amazing." Mr. Ollivander looked very excited, and his originally sallow face showed a flush of excitement. He reached out and pulled the wand out of Xiao Fanlin's hand, and looked at it carefully under the light. Mr. Ollivander's eyes seemed to be looking at a precious work of art.

"I originally thought this wand would never choose its wizard, but I didn't expect..."

"What didn't you expect? Mr. Ollivander." Xiao Fanlin looked confused at this time.

"Oh, dear Mr. Al, it's wonderful that the wand has chosen you to be its master. This is really a happy thing." Mr. Ollivander's eyes looked very obsessed at this time, and with the help of After observing the light carefully, he put the wand back into Xiao Fanlin's hand and continued.

"This wand is the most proud work of a Chinese friend of mine and I. I never thought that today, he would choose his wizard." Mr. Ollivander paused and continued. "The birth of this wand is a miracle. It uses the heart of a dragon's nerves and the tail feathers of a phoenix, and its main body is made of ancient dragon blood wood from China."

"Does this involve the differences between Eastern and Western magical materials and witchcraft, right?" Xiao Fanlin asked in a low voice.

"Oh, Mr. Al, I didn't expect you to have some research on the manufacturing principles and materials of wands." Mr. Ollivander glanced at Xiao Fanlin with satisfaction and continued.

"It took a lot of effort from me and my old friend to make this wand. For this reason, we paid a lot of money to fuse these materials. This wand is 14 inches long and is made of ancient dragon blood wood. It is very flexible. The core of the term is composed of dragon nerves and phoenix tail feathers, which makes this wand possess powerful magic power, and is very loyal and difficult to betray its master. It may be a mutation caused by the fusion of materials, but overall This is a good thing, isn't it, Mr. Van Lin Ayer."

"Mr. Ollivander, are you saying that a wand can betray its master?"

"Of course, you have to remember Mr. Fanlin El, not only are we choosing the wand, the wand, but also the wizard who chooses it. You must always keep this in mind and protect it well, Mr. Fanlin El. "

Little Fanlin was pulled by his father in a daze and walked out of Ollivander's Wand Shop. Although he didn't quite understand what Ollivander told him later, Fanlin still remembered Mr. Ollivander's words. admonishment.

"Let's go there, Dad!" He raised his head, looked at the sun in the sky, and covered his eyes with his hands. The sunlight filtered through the gaps between his fingers.

"Let's go buy books first. After all, there aren't many. Wizard robes and crucibles can be bought on the way out. It just so happens that we can spend some more time to see what other books I need so that we can buy them together! "

Mr. Al looked down at the watch on his hand. It was still early, so he nodded in agreement. Although there are many books at home that Xiao Fanlin has brought out, it is always gratifying that the children like to read.

"Standards of Spells" (Volume 1) "History of Magic" by Mirada Goschak "Principles of Magic" by Basilda Baishad "A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration" by Adalbert Woflin "A Thousand Magical Plants and Fungi" by Merik Switch, "Magic Pictures and Magical Remedies" by Phyllida Spohr, "Fantastic Beasts and How to Find Them" by Arsenius Giger, Newt. "The Power of Darkness - A Guide to Self-Protection" by Scamander, written by Quentin Chamber." Fan Lin looked down at the list in his hand again, "Well, that's right, that's it."

"Well, okay, Dad is waiting in line here to pay. You can take advantage of this moment to see if there are any books you want to buy." Mr. Al looked at the pile of books in Xiao Fanlin's hand and smiled. Indicated that Fanlin could pick some more favorite reading materials.

"Okay, Dad." Xiao Fanlin put a stack of books in Mr. Al's hands and turned around. Running into the bookshelf again, Fanlin remembered that in the newspaper called the Daily Prophet, the entire second page was devoted to introducing a book written by an author named Gerald Lockhart. What was it called? Coming?

Oh, by the way, it's called "I Spend 80 Days with the Tibetan Snowman"

Fantastic book title!

Moreover, Xiao Fanlin also needs some books on potions. There are few books on potions at home, and more books on magic spells and other aspects.

"Hey boy, what are you looking for?"

A clear voice like an oriole came from behind Xiao Fanlin.

"I'm looking for some books on potions."

"Oh, that's not here. Books about potions are all placed on a bookshelf against the wall on the right side of the bookstore."

Fan Lin turned around and said thank you, and then found that in front of him was a girl about the same height as him, wearing a brand new wizard robe (school uniform), with long brown wavy hair, She has a delicate and high bridge of nose and a pair of very beautiful big eyes. If you look closely, you will easily be intoxicated by the girl's dark brown pupils.

The girl in front of her obviously didn't expect that the boy who had been looking for the book for a long time would turn around so quickly. But soon, the girl's attention was focused on the boy's pupils.

"Are you born with this?" The girl in front of her was obviously very interested in little El Fanlin's eyes.

"Yes, miss!"

"That's beautiful." Obviously, the girl was not used to such a conversation, so she turned her head forcibly and turned her attention to the book in Fan Lin's hand.

"Oh, "80 Days with the Tibetan Snowman" by Gerald Lockhart, right? It's a very interesting book. I've read it before. I quite like the story above. Are you Huo Huo? Gwartz’s new life?”

"Well, yes, I received an invitation to Hogwarts!" Xiao Fanlin smiled slightly. He guessed that the girl in front of him was also a freshman at Hogwarts. He could tell just by looking at the book she was holding!

"Oh, that's great. Hogwarts is the best wizarding school in the world. I'm glad you received an invitation to Hogwarts."

While little Al was listening to the girl in front of him talking about the history of Hogwarts. Mr. Al's call came from the door of the bookstore.

"Fan Lin, are you still not feeling well?"

"Come here, Dad!" Xiao Fanlin just remembered that he was going to get the potions book.

"I'm sorry. I think I'll have the opportunity to listen to you say these interesting things. Nice to meet you. My name is Fan Lin Aier. What's your name?"

"Hermione Granger." The girl in front of her was very satisfied with the look in Xiao Fanlin's eyes when he listened to her talk just now!

"Oh, nice to meet you, Miss Granger, I think we will see you soon!" Fan Lin put the book aside, stretched out his hand, and politely shook Hermione Granger's hand. Give it a try.

"Nice to meet you, Elflin. You don't need to call me Miss Granger, just call me Hermione." Obviously, the girl is not used to calling each other by honorifics.

"Okay, Hermione, I'll see you next time." Hearing his father's call at the door again, he smiled apologetically, picked up the book and hurriedly disappeared behind the bookshelf.