Chapter 466: My Sister's Wand
The hottest day since summer is finally drawing to a close, and everything seems to be enveloped in a sleepy silence. In the Muggle community, the normally shiny cars are all parked dusty in the driveway at this moment, and the once green grass has turned yellow - due to the severe drought, the watering hoses have been cut off. Prohibited use.
But Harris's home in Dorset is lush, with flowers, plants and trees growing exceptionally lush. The outdoors are full of vitality, while the indoors are even more warm. The little sister Emily is going to study at Hogwarts in the new semester. Although she has not received the admission letter yet, no one thinks that the little girl will not receive the admission notice.
During the holiday, Allen was also in a particularly relaxed and happy mood. For the little sister who loved Emily very much, he not only prepared the necessary items for the little girl, such as magic robes and crucibles, but also planned to Make a magic wand for the little girl by yourself.
Emily stood in the living room, packing luggage into a large suitcase. Allen was handling the materials needed to make the wand, while smiling as he watched the little girl pick out a few beautiful scarves and ribbons and put them in luggage. Excited Emily packs her suitcase almost every day
"You had a dance party last year, what if you have it this year? If only I could go and have fun too! I must wear all these beautiful things and dress up beautifully." Emily said with longing .
"Sweet Bear must be the most beautiful." Morgan Le Fay lovingly stroked the little daughter's long hair.
"Emily, stand still, I'm going to measure your size now." A magic tape measure flew in front of the little girl, and the black magic robe in Emily's hand immediately slipped into the box, and she stood up straight with her arms wide open. Arm, looking at Ellen expectantly, she is about to have her own wand, a real wand, not those children's toy wands that turn into rubber ducks when you wave them twice!
The magic tape kept opening and closing around the little girl's head and arms, and soon flew back into Alan's hand. Alan glanced at it, remembered the data in his heart, and immediately started to move in his hand.
Emily watched Alan's hands move like clouds and flowing water, and no longer cared about her baby box. She moved a small chair and sat in front of the long table with all kinds of tail feathers and nerves, resting her chin on her hands , waiting patiently.
Finally, more than a dozen wooden wands with nerves and tail feathers installed were neatly arranged on the table. Allen signaled the little girl to choose one to try with his eyes, and the little girl jumped up excitedly from the small chair, holding a brown elderberry wand in her hand.
Colorful sparks continuously gushed out from the wand, looking very dreamy, the little girl's face was flushed and she was very excited.
"Try a few more." Allen didn't make a decision immediately, but asked Emily to try a few more.
Every wand seemed willing to partner with Emily, and in the little girl's hands, every wand worked just fine.
But Alan, who had been watching carefully, knew it well. He picked up the elder wand that Emily had chosen at the beginning, disassembled the body of the elder wand, and carefully picked out the nerve of the cockatrice from it. , a wand with it as a core will cast the petrification spell more easily and more effectively.
A faint blue flame ignited under the crucible beside the long table, and the silver-white liquid inside was slowly swirling and flowing—it was Mithril. Allen waved his wand, and under his command, the wand gradually took shape.
When Emily waved the mithril staff and the cockatrice nerve wand excitedly, huge colorful bubbles spewed out and flew out of the window.
Emily chased out excitedly.
"Today's lunch will be set under the big banyan tree outdoors." Morgan Le Fay looked at the excited little girl, and his childish innocence grew.
Morgan Le Fay did what he said, and soon filled the table under the banyan tree with all kinds of tempting food and refreshing drinks. Since her most powerful assistant, the house elf Maggie, was sent out by Ellen to follow Hagrid,
So these are all handled by Morgan Le Fay himself. The most thoughtful thing is that she also decorated the food with green leaves very elegantly.
When Daisy announced that the coffee was ready, the whole family had returned, and everyone took their places to enjoy this special lunch. Good mood is contagious, and everyone had a good time at this lunch. No matter what she saw, Emily couldn't help poking it with her wand. This cute gesture and expression made everyone feel happy, and everyone talked and laughed happily.
At this moment, an owl's feather floated down, and a very old owl spread its wings in the air and rushed towards the dining table.
Just as Allen was about to start, out of the corner of his eye, he saw his little sister Emily raising her wand at the owl, so with a slight movement of his hand, the wand slid back into his sleeve.
In an instant, the owl suddenly stopped its approach and floated in mid-air. It screamed sharply and flapped its wings helplessly in the air.
Allen shook his head with a smile, and raised his hand to grab it. The owl flew over at a faster speed than when it came, and its wide eyes were full of horror.
"Very good floating spell." Allen patted Emily's little head encouragingly. Emily took the potion and often watched these wizards practice spells in the tower. Under her influence, she naturally learned a few A simple spell.
Although the choice of the spell was not particularly appropriate in a hurry, she managed to keep their lunch, didn't she?
"Errol." Allen recognized that the old owl was the one from the Weasley family. His hand brushed over Errol's head. The trembling owl calmed down and stretched out legs, let Allen take down the letter.
The letter was from Mrs. Weasley to Ellen. The twin brothers accidentally blew up the kitchen while doing experiments, and the furious Mrs. Weasley discovered the large sum of money Alan had funded for them when they confiscated their tools and materials.
After asking about the ins and outs of the money, Mrs. Weasley sent this letter with a very tactful tone, hoping that at Ellen's convenience, she would be allowed to come to the door with her twin brother to thank her and return the astonishing amount. Gold Galleon.