Infinite cycle of the heavens

"Is this... a broomstick?"

Harry Potter felt that he should feel honored, but he couldn't be honored anyway. He could only squeeze out a smile, then pulled the broom over, glanced at it, and said, "The notification letter from Hogwarts said that the first-year Freshmen are not allowed to bring their own broomsticks."

"I'm sorry, I forgot about this. But it's okay, Hogwarts' rules are very humane and tolerant, and they don't allow being late for class." Qi Fang laughed.

"Oh, thank you very much, this is the first birthday present I've ever received besides Hagrid's own birthday cake," said Harry Potter. "I don't know who you are yet?"

At this moment, the sound of wood rubbing against each other caught their attention.

A wooden ladder slid in front of them, and an old man with gray hair was standing on the ladder. This man stared at Harry Potter standing in front of the counter, and said, "I've been thinking about when I can see you again." Mr. Potter. Your eyes are exactly like your mother's. She came here to buy a wand as if it happened yesterday. She bought a wand ten and a quarter inches long. Very beautiful cypress, and that is a wonderful magic staff."

Ollivander has a weird personality. He doesn't seem to know how to talk to people. He often talks to himself like reminiscing, and whenever he talks about a wizard, he will first talk about the wand. He is completely a wand fanatic.

But only with his character obsessed with wands can he make the best wands.

"Your father likes a wand made of mahogany, eleven inches long, easy to bend, but it will be very powerful in the spell of transfiguration, I said your father likes that wand, in fact, it is the wand that chooses the magician .”

Harry Potter didn't know how to answer the conversation at all, and stood there awkwardly.

Fortunately, Ollivander had already found a wand at this time, handed it to Harry Potter, and said, "The heartstrings of beech and lizard dragon, nine inches in size, nice and flexible... Give it a try."

Harry Potter waved his wand.

Qi Fang felt a chaotic energy fluctuation emanating from the wand.

The next moment, the pile of cardboard boxes on the shelf next to the wall "swish" flew out, the box was opened, and all kinds of feathers flew all over the sky, messing up the decorations.

Harry Potter was taken aback, and he put his wand back on the table with some guilty conscience.

"Obviously not this one."

Ollivander obviously didn't care about these things, because no matter how messy it was, as long as a magic spell, the decoration would be restored to its original state.

He cared more about whether the wand would fit in his hand.

Ollivander quickly took out another wand from another shelf, handed it to Harry Potter, and said, "Maybe this one is fine, maple wood and phoenix feather, seven inches, very elastic, try it Bar."

Harry Potter took the wand and waved it lightly, a violent energy was transmitted from the wand.

A vase on the stairs exploded with a bang.

Qi Fang stood aside with great interest, watching Harry Potter choose a wand. After a while, the tried wands had piled up like a mountain.

Finally, Ollivander came up to him with the wand that should have belonged to Harry Potter, and said, "Holly wood and phoenix feather, eleven inches, nice and soft."

Harry Potter took the wand and waved it around.

The next moment, a well-ordered wave of energy emanated from the wand, as if countless elves were happily dancing around Harry Potter, creating a breeze around him.

"It's amazing... amazing, really amazing!" Ollivander murmured with an indescribable look in his eyes.

"Sorry." Harry Potter said. "Excuse me, what's so magical?"

"I remember every wand I've ever sold, Mr. Potter. The feather in this wand in your hand is from the same phoenix as the feather in the other wand, just one, as if Its brother. It is amazing that this wand was destined to be used by you, and its brother left you with this scar." Mr. Ollivander said.

"Who?" Harry Potter couldn't help swallowing. "Who owns that wand?"

"We never mention his name." Ollivander stared at him with a hazy look. "Mr. Potter, the wand chooses the magician. There are some things that I just can't figure out. But one thing is clear, that is, you will be able to do great things. After all, the mysterious person whose name we cannot mention is also doing great things. Horrible...but it's a big deal."

Then Ollivander looked them up and down for a while as if he had just discovered that there were three people in the store, and said, "Which one of you wants to buy a wand?"

"It's me, Mr. Ollivander." Qi Fang said.

"Hold out your hand and let me see... don't come here to mess around, you can't use a wand at all." Ollivander looked at his palm, his face suddenly darkened, and he said angrily.

"I didn't say I wanted to use it, I bought it for someone else." Qi Fang shrugged.

"Then let him do it himself. As I said, it is not the magician who chooses the wand, but the wand chooses the magician." Ollivander said.

"He's in the far east, and he can't come here, so he asked me to buy it for him." Qi Fang said.

"It's impossible to buy a suitable wand without coming in person." Ollivander shook his head.

"So I want to buy a few more and let him try them one by one, and he will always pick one that is more suitable." Qi Fang said.

"No, every wand is my painstaking effort. They cannot be treated like this. Come on, I won't sell you the wand." Ollivander said angrily.

"Okay, then I'll bother you." Qi Fang had already expected this, and shrugged nonchalantly. Since he couldn't buy it, he could only use an uncivilized method.

Just then, someone knocked on Ollivander's window.

Hagrid was standing outside the window with a birdcage containing a very beautiful white owl.

Chapter 6 Potions

"I hope you don't mind, Mr. Ollivander is such a person who is extremely obsessed with wands, and has a very weird temper. He regards wands as his favorite, and he doesn't care about anything else."

A group of people were walking on the street of Diagon Alley, Hagrid listened to Harry Potter's introduction and said to them.

"You are not much different from him, but one is dealing with the wand, and the other is dealing with magic." Qi Fang thought speechlessly.

"Are you from the far east?" Hagrid asked.

"Yes, we are practitioners from China." Qi Fang said.

"Oh, I've heard of Chinese fire dragons, they look very cute, if only I could raise one." Hagrid showed a look of longing on his face, and his biggest wish was to raise a dragon.

"I think you should not be a guard at Hogwarts, but a breeder in Romania." Qi Fang shrugged.

"That's what I thought at the beginning. If Professor Dumbledore hadn't taken me in, I would be raising dragons in Romania now." Hagrid said.

Qi Fang smiled, changed the subject, and said, "We've heard about Hogwarts when we were in the East. We heard that it's the best magic school in the world. This time, it's with learning and communication. I came here with a purpose, and want to visit Professor Dumbledore, I hope you can introduce us."

Hagrid said enthusiastically: "No problem, every year there are many wizards from different places in the world to exchange and study at Hogwarts, but the number from the East is the least. Professor Dumbledore must be very happy to see to you."

Qi Fang showed a happy smile and said, "That's really great, then I will trouble you."

Hagrid said, "You're welcome."

Harry Potter followed beside him without saying a word, out of his mind, thinking of something.

During the conversation, several people walked to the wall of the backyard of the Leaky Cauldron, Hagrid knocked on the wall a few times, and the arch appeared again.

"I also want to take little Harry to the station, we will meet later." Hagrid said.

"Okay, goodbye." Qi Fang said.

The opening date of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is the same as that of other ordinary schools, which is September [-]st, and there is still one month away from now.