Hogwarts: Who made him a wizard!

After leaving Madam Malkin’s robe shop, Dumbledore took him to buy a wand.

“Did you do it?” Dumbledore asked with a smile.

Aaron wanted to play dumb, but the other person’s eyes were full of certainty.

It seemed that his little tricks could not be hidden from this big man in the wizarding world.

“Yeah, just teaching him a little lesson.”

“Well, that’s not a big deal, the Malfoy family is indeed a bit arrogant.”

Dumbledore’s voice changed here:”I remember that you haven’t learned magic systematically, right, kid?”

“You don’t have a wand.”

“Without a wand, he can cast spells easily… Don’t you want to explain it?”

Aaron did not answer this question, but said to himself:”I remember that coffee is difficult to make, why don’t you just forget it?”

Hearing this, Dumbledore showed a thoughtful expression, then shrugged:”Kid, let’s stop here.”

“This is a secret between us”

“Deal!”

Madam Malkin’s Robe Shop.

Malfoy walked out of the shop with his hands on his butt and grinned.

Madam Malkin had used a quick healing spell to heal his butt, but it still hurt.

It was really strange, how could the stool move by itself?

He was in a very bad mood now!

“”Cuckoo…”

Suddenly, a bird called above his head, which made him look up subconsciously.

He saw a parrot as fat as a chicken squatting on the street lamp above his head.

He was in a very bad mood at the moment, and seeing an ugly fat chicken that he had never seen before, he picked up a stone from the ground and threw it upwards.

But it didn’t hit the chicken.

“Damn it! Where did this ugly chicken come from! Get out of here!”

Seeing that he had missed the target, Malfoy covered his butt and went to look for his parents while cursing.

[Target locked.]

On the street lamp, the plump parrot’s eyes suddenly flashed, and a human word popped out of its mouth.

Then, flapping its wings, it swayed and followed Malfoy.

At the corner of Diagon Alley.

Aaron finally saw this famous wand shop.

However, as a relatively famous shop in the wizarding world, this shop looked shabby and small.

The sun shone on the golden sign that had already peeled a little.

Ollivander: Beginning to make wands in 382 BC.

In the dusty window, a faded purple cushion stood alone with a wand.

The overall storefront looked very shabby, but there was a reason for this.

After all, there were not many people in the entire wizarding world, and wizards’ wands were usually used for a long time, and most wizards only had one wand in their lifetime.

Ollivander’s business was completely dependent on the birth rate of newborns in the wizarding world.

Besides, there was more than one wand shop in the wizarding world, but this shop was more famous.

Seeing Aaron’s hesitation, Dumbledore thought he was worried about the wands in this shop, and explained as he walked in:

“Don’t be scared by its appearance. Mr. Ollivander’s craftsmanship is one of the best in the wizarding world.”

As he said this, he raised his hand and pushed the door. The shaky door creaked and fell to the ground.

A cloud of dust was raised.

Dumbledore’s hand stopped in mid-air. He wiped the dust from his eyes without leaving a trace and coughed:

“We are only concerned about wands, aren’t we?”

Aaron almost laughed out loud when he saw this.

He went inside.

The space inside was not large. The containers were filled with thousands of narrow boxes, which were stacked up to the ceiling.

The sun shone in through the windows, and thick dust could be seen swirling in the light column.

At this time, there was a ding-dong sound.

An old man came out from the back. His light-colored eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Dumbledore.

“Oh my god! Albus Dumbledore!”

“Why are you here?”

Dumbledore smiled politely:”Bring a little wizard to buy some things.” He pointed at Aaron beside him.

Mr. Ollivander turned his eyes and saw Aaron, and walked up quickly.

He grabbed Aaron’s hand.

Aaron was startled by his action, and then he saw the old man sticking to him and staring into his eyes.

“”Strange.”

He muttered, and then lifted Aaron’s hair with his pale long fingers.

Soon he looked at Dumbledore:”Isn’t it that child?” Seeing the other nodded.

Ollivander’s eyes showed a hint of excitement. He rubbed his hands and walked to the shelf to choose:

“Apart from him, what other children can you personally guide? I really want to see”

“Oh, right.” Mr. Ollivander looked at Aaron and said,”By the way, what’s your name? Aaron Brooke? What a good name.”

He took out a long measuring tape with silver scales from his pocket and said,”Mr. Aaron, which hand are you good at?”

“Right hand.”

Aaron touched his nose. He actually wanted to say that he was good at both hands.

If possible, he wanted to buy a few more. After all, for Aaron, who came from a country of etiquette.

The root of fear comes from insufficient firepower.

If you can bring a lot of magic wands and tie them on your arms in a ring, wouldn’t it be a magic Gatling gun? ps: You can raise books, but please give the little author some flowers, I can’t resist it.

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