Chapter 14 The Wand (Modified, Typos Have Been Corrected)
Harry unwrapped the red cloth rope, unfolded the parchment, and saw that it read:
Dear Harry (the author's cry after reading the chapter: It's just that the letter format is not gay! The protagonist of this book is not gay! Not gay!):
Literally. You must have got a surprise tonight, right?
The first time I saw you at school, I recognized you as the famous Harry Potter in the wizarding world. Children in the wizarding world grow up hearing your name, and I am no exception.
But due to the requirements of the Ministry of Magic and the Headmaster of Hogwarts, please forgive me for not being able to tell you in advance that I am from a wizarding family. I hope our friendship will not be affected by my good-natured concealment.
I have also received my admission letter to Hogwarts.
We need to go to Diagon Alley to buy the items on the list. I will go to Diagon Alley tomorrow. If you need to go with us, you can ask my owl Edward to bring me a letter. If you're not free tomorrow, please let me know when you're going to Diagon Alley, and I'll be there on that day too.
Your faithful friend (the author's cry after reading the chapter: just follow Owen's request, not kneel and lick! The protagonist of this book does not kneel and lick! No kneel and lick!): Allen
At this moment, Harry felt mixed feelings. On the one hand, he was pleasantly surprised that he could continue to study in the same school as Allen, and on the other hand, he felt sad that his good friend, who was regarded as a brother, concealed such a big secret from him. I learned some common sense from Hagrid. In addition, as Allen said, you can feel whether people are sincerely communicating with each other, and Harry is more sensitive.
Harry asked Hagrid to borrow a pen, and wrote directly on the back of the parchment:
Dear Allen:
I am very happy to continue to study at the same school as you, and our friendship will not be changed by it.
Hagrid (Hogwarts keykeeper) will send me to Diagon Alley to buy items tomorrow, we will meet tomorrow and we will talk about it in detail.
Your best friend: Harry
After writing the letter, Harry found that Hagrid had cleaned the owl very dry and was feeding it sausage meat mixed with extra corn kernels.
"I'm very good at taking care of animals. I keep many animals in Hogwarts. Dumbledore trusts me very much." Seeing Harry looking over, Hagrid pretended to be calm, but his expression couldn't stop being proud The color betrayed him.
Harry walked over and held out the parchment, and Edward the owl immediately stretched out his left leg, motioning for Harry to tie up the letter. Hagrid pushed open the window, and the sea was calm, and there were even a few stars looming in the sky. Edward fluttered his wings, and with Harry's joy, he spread his wings and flew into the night.
The next day, Morgan Le Fay deliberately got up early to make breakfast and urged his family to get up.
"Hurry up, Lun, Daisy, there are a lot of things to buy today." Regarding shopping, like female Muggles, witches are always very active. common.
After eating breakfast amidst the urging of her mother, she went to Gringotts in Diagon Alley again through the port key that she had applied for in advance. Daisy and your father are going to buy books and cauldrons; Ellen, I will take you to buy a wand first, and then we will gather at Madam Malkin’s robe store. Madam Malkin is the best! Buy some school uniforms Be decent!"
Going straight to Ollivander, Allen had reason to suspect that Mrs. Harris was trying to save time so that she could spend a little longer at Mrs. Malkin's shop.
Garrick Ollivander's wand shop was small and dilapidated, and the gold lettering on the door had peeled off. It read: Ollivander, fine wand maker since 382 BC. A wand stood alone on a faded purple upholstery in a dusty window.
As they entered the shop there was a tinkling of bells from somewhere at the back of the shop.
The shop is small, with nothing but a bench. There were thousands of long, narrow boxes stacked almost to the ceiling, and they were supposed to be all wands.
Because it was still early, although it was still in the school season, there were obviously no other customers inside. The store was very quiet, and Alan breathed lightly involuntarily.
"Good morning, you are the first customers to arrive at the store today. I am Garrick Ollivander." A soft voice said. An old man suddenly slid out from behind a counter, and in front of Alan, he looked at Alan with his big light-colored eyes, and he seemed very happy.
It seems to see Alan's confusion, "In most cases, people tend to go to other stores first, and then choose wands at the end. It's really strange. I can't understand their thinking. For wizards, wands are Most important partner!" Ollivander complained.
"Deep purple-brown walnut, ten and a quarter inches long, it is a very beautiful wand, and it is also a good wand for casting spells. I remember correctly, Mrs. Harris, long time no see!" Olifan asked Mrs. Harris suddenly.
"Oh, of course, your memory is still as good." Although she had already answered the same question three times, Mrs. Harris was willing to cooperate with Ollivander to show her respect for the master wand maker.
"Remember, wax it often!" Ollivander's eyes suddenly sharpened.
"Of course, I love it very much. This is my youngest son, Alan, and I brought him to pick out the wand today." Mrs. Harris pushed Alan forward, and quickly diverted Ollivander's attention.
"Oh, yes, Mr. Harris, let me see." He took out a long silver measuring tape from his pocket. "Which arm do you wield your wand?"
"I'm right-handed," said Allen. "With all due respect, Mr. Ollivander, does your last name imply that the ancestors of your family used an olive wand? Ollivander sounds Kind of like oilve (olive tree) wand (magic wand)."
"Ah, sharp little wizard, you may be sorted into our Ravenclaw, but please hold your arms up. Good." Fortunately, the tape measure was operated automatically, and it didn't have to be read by Ollivander, an elderly old man. Men stroking.
The ruler starts from the shoulder to the fingertips, then from the wrist to the elbow, from the shoulder to the floor, from the knee to the armpit, and finally measures the circumference of the head. Although Allen didn't know how useful it would be to measure his choice of wand when he was in a period of rapid physical growth, he still cooperated very well. Maybe this could narrow Ollivander's recommendation range a little? Allen is ready for a protracted battle. He generally has the impression that at this time, as the protagonist, he will be very picky when choosing a wand...
As Ollivander moved among the shelves, picking out some long boxes to move down, the measuring tape slid to the floor and curled up in a ball. "Well, Ellen, try this one. Beech and snake nerves. Nine inches long. Beech wands are capable of displaying the delicate, artistic skill with which other woods are capable. The reason for the glorious reputation rivaled, but beech wands will be very weak against the narrow-minded and intolerant. Give it a try."
Allen waved it in his hand, and there was an explosion. Looking at the broken window, Allen thought to himself: "Fortunately, I don't look like a narrow-minded and tolerant person."
Ollivander nodded in satisfaction: "Good luck, just this one, nine gold Galleons..."
"Uh... wait! Mr. Ollivander... can I try again? I don't think it's completely smooth..." Allen was stunned to find that he was judged as suitable by the other party in the first place. He was unwilling to choose the wand It ended so simply, so I wanted to make it more ceremonial, otherwise Alan felt a little sorry for himself...
"Huh? Why? Well... since you insist... but it's okay, do you want to learn more about wands? Then you try this one, applewood with unicorn hair, made of applewood There are not many wands in there, they are powerful, especially for those who have high ideals and pursuits, applewood is not suitable for black magic. It is said that the holder of applewood wands will be loved and will live long, and I It is found that the guests who are suitable for applewood are always very charming." Although Ollivander did not understand Alan's thoughts, it was obvious that when he tested the wand for Alan, he introduced it in more detail than other little wizards. He paused again and handed the wand to Allen, and began to introduce the core of the wand, "Unicorn hair is the most suitable for casting magic, and he is the least susceptible to fluctuations and obstacles of other magic. Unicorn hair as Wands with cores are the least suitable for performing the Dark Arts. They are the most loyal of all wands, and generally maintain a strong bond with their first owner, whether he or she was an accomplished wizard or not. Although the unicorn Wands made of fur have a small drawback in that they can't be used to make very strong wands, so I compensated with strong applewood, and if used incorrectly, they can develop severe melancholy, which means Unicorn hair will 'die' so quickly that the core needs to be replaced."
As soon as Alan's finger touched the wand, Ollivander snatched it back, "No, don't touch it, it's not this one." Then he gave Alan a strange look.
Alan felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by this look, and thought to himself, "Is this guy trying to imply that I will become a dark wizard?".
Ollivander asked Allen to try one after another. This time, the choice of wand cores was obviously biased towards black magic or wands that could cast powerful spells, but Allen could use each of them smoothly and made a fuss. There was a lot of movement, but none of the wands seemed to fit perfectly, or to Ollivander's opinion.
At the beginning, Ollivander, who was a little elated by Allen's performance, already had beads of sweat on his forehead, "Mr. Harris, I really don't know whether to say that you are too picky or not to refuse, but at least when necessary Sometimes, you can temporarily use someone else’s wand in an emergency without worrying about the power of the spell weakening or even being unable to cast the spell.” He thought and thought, and went back to the back hall to hold out a box wrapped in silky satin .
Allen is very satisfied with this talent of his own. In fact, he can't understand why some little wizards are proud of their ability to pick and choose wands. If they have to rely on their own wands to perform good magic, then this is not a limitation. How could it be? How about a bragging rights?
"Try this wand, mahogany, phoenix feather." Ollivander carefully took out this wand that exudes a purple luster and is made of rhino horn.
Allen held the wand in his hand, and a wonderful feeling rose in his heart. The wand seemed to become a part of his body. Allen thought about it, and the tip of the wand burst into flames, as if cheering for the encounter with Allen.
"Mahogany is suitable for deformation, strong and long-lasting, and extremely protective. Phoenix feather is the rarest kind of wand core. Phoenix feather wands can cast the largest range of magic, although they may be more powerful than unicorn hair and dragon hair. It takes a long time for the heart tendon to manifest this characteristic. It has the strongest initiative of all the cores, and sometimes even expresses its own will, although this characteristic is disliked by many wizards. And when the phoenix feather Wands are always choosy when it comes to potential owners, and that's because the phoenix, the creator of the phoenix feather, is the most independent and reclusive creature in the world. The wand made of phoenix feathers is the most difficult to tame and the most difficult to tame. It is difficult to make it fit with one's personality, and their allegiance is usually difficult to win." Ollivander stared at Alan with pale eyes, very surprised.
When matching the wand maintenance equipment for Allen, Ollivander couldn't help turning his head to look at Allen: "It's amazing, you will definitely have great achievements. The wood of this wand comes from German hemp in the early 20th century. Melon royalty, it's been here for almost a century, ever since it found the right core and made it. You're the first one to handle this wand so well."
After maintaining the necessary polite response, Allen secretly decided not to come to this store if it was not necessary. I heard that Ollivander's children are dead. Could it be that he is so enthusiastic about him because he wants to be a part of him in the future? Let the Apprentice Canemaker be the heir.
Paying Mr. Ollivander thirteen Galleons for the wand, Mr. Ollivander bowed and sent them out of the shop.
"Reminder from the system: Do you want to make a unique and growable magic wand by yourself? As long as you complete the limited-time emergency mission, you can have the alchemy manual of the ancient alchemist Jeber."