Travel from Hogwarts

"Okay, Drinking, where are we going next?" After saying goodbye to everyone, Mr. Drinkings felt a little more relaxed. The most obvious action was that he loosened his tie.

"Let's buy a wand first," Drinker thought for a moment and then said.

Compared to other magic items, Drinker looked forward to his wand more.

So they first bought a map of Diagon Alley, which cost only one silver coin. Drink handed the other party a gold coin, and the other party also gave him a pile of silver coins.

After looking for the map for a while, Drink found that the direction of Delivander was at the back, which meant that they had to go back. After that, they walked back for about 5 minutes, and then they came to the wand shop.

"Are you sure this is here, Drink? Is this really a shop that sells wands?" Looking at the dilapidated shop in front of him, Mr. Drinks had some questions in his mind.

This shop is very shabby, the door plaque is very small, and even the words on the plaque are peeling off.

Drink saw the plaque that read:

Ollivanders has been making exquisite wands since AD ​​392.

The window in front of the store seems to have not been cleaned for a long time. There is a lot of dust on it, and the purple cushions inside the window have also faded. There is nothing but purple cushions in the window, only a solitary one. A wand that was also covered in dust lay there.

"It should be right here, Dad," Drinker said.

"Let's go in and have a look," he continued.

The shabby and small store did not make Drinker lose interest, but this appearance made him more curious.

The father and son opened the door and walked in. As soon as they entered the store, something made a noise. The sound was strange but not unpleasant. Its function seemed to remind the boss that someone was coming.

The lobby of the store is also very small. There is a desk directly opposite the entrance of the store. This desk looks a bit old at first glance because some of the wood on the desk is damaged. There are a few scattered books on the desk. The book, because he was some distance away from the desk so he couldn't see the name of the book clearly.

The lobby is very quiet, even eerily quiet. This quietness seems to indicate that the people living here are not ordinary.

Drinker looked down the hall into the room and saw long, narrow black boxes stacked on shelves.

"These must be magic wands, right?" Drinker thought in his mind.

He couldn't see how big the house was. Just when he wanted to take a look inside, a white-haired old man driving a ladder that could turn suddenly appeared from the corner and came to the two of them.

"Good afternoon, gentlemen," the old man said.

Its voice was very soft, but it still startled Drinker because he appeared so suddenly. Drinker was not prepared at all. At the same time, Mr. Delins also seemed to be startled.

After seeing them, the old man smiled first, then slowly turned around and slowly walked down the stairs under the comments of the father and son.

"Hello, Mr. Ollivander." Drinker said as he walked up to the old man.

"Hello, kid, you are the new student at Hogwarts, right," Ollivander said as he walked over slowly.

"Yes, sir," Drinker replied.

"Very good, then, I need to get to know you briefly. What's your name?" As he spoke, he took out a silver tape measure from his coat pocket, and then he waved his hand, and the silver tape measure flew away on its own. stand up.

"Magical magic?" Mr. Delins exclaimed from the side.

"My name is Drinker, sir, Drinker Derins." Drinker said.

"Very good, Drinker, open your arms, kid, by the way, which hand are you used to using?" Ollivander continued to ask, his voice still so soft.

"Right hand, sir," Drinker continued.

"Okay, kid, raise your arms." Then Drinker saw Ollivander wave his hand again, and then he saw the silver tape measure automatically measure his body.

"Amazing," Mr. Derlings said in shock again.

The silver magic tape measure moves very quickly. It measures from the shoulder to the fingertips, from the wrist to the elbow, from the shoulder to the floor, from the knees to the armpits, and finally even the circumference of the head.

While the magic tape measure was measuring Drinker's body, Ollivander was not idle either. He was introducing the wand to the two of them.

"Each of us has a unique body, so the wand that suits you is naturally unique. Wands are powerful magical items. Each of them is composed of unique magical substances, which is also their essence. ." Ollivander said while looking for a wand suitable for Drinker.

"Wands are unique. There are no two identical wands. After all, every phoenix feather and every unicorn feather is unique. There are never two identical phoenix feathers in the world, right? ?" Ollivander seemed to be in a good mood. He kept introducing the wand to the Drinkers and his son, and also told cold jokes that the father and son did not understand.

"The wand you buy is never your choice of wand, but the wand's choice of you. You have to remember this." Then, Master Ollivander Hua Feng turned around, looked back at Drinker, and said with Said in a mysterious tone.

Drink also looked at him at the same time, and he saw the master's eyes were deep.Master Ollivander has light blue eyes, which are beautiful, especially bright in a slightly dark room.

"Okay, kid, try this one, nine inches long, white phosphorus wood and unicorn feathers." After measuring the distance between Drink's two nostrils, Master Ollivander also took out the silver tape measure. The first wand was handed to Drink.

Drink took the wand. As he caught it, a comfortable feeling spread from the wand along his fingertips and finally to his whole body.

This and the wand gave him an unprecedented feeling, and Drinker felt a warmth all over his body.

He stood there motionless with his wand, as if he would lose this warmth if he moved.

"Swing, kid." Master Ollivander said from the side.

After listening to his words, Drinker waved the magic wand in his hand. The next moment, a strong wind suddenly appeared in the room. This wind came very suddenly, and the three of them were unable to stand. Drinker held it in his hand. His wand was almost blown out of his hand by the wind.

"Oh, it's a nice wand, but it doesn't suit you very well," Master Ollivander said humorously after the strong wind passed. At the same time, he walked over and took back the white wand.

Then, he went to look for the second one.

"Are you okay, Drink," aside, Mr. Delins said slowly. He had just recovered from the previous strong wind, and he still couldn't believe that the strong wind was caused by his son.

"It's okay, Dad. When I first held the wand, I just felt a very comfortable feeling," Drinker explained.

Mr. Delins swallowed slowly after listening to Drinker's words. He wanted to say something, but he didn't.

"Try this one, holly wood, phoenix feather, thirteen inches long." At this time, Master Ollivander came back, and this time he took out a dark green wand.

"Holly wood? Phoenix feathers?" Drinker felt that this combination was a bit familiar.

"Wait, isn't this Harry Potter's wand?" He thought for a moment, and then remembered.Drinker didn't remember much about other things, but he still remembered Harry Potter's wand.

Harry Potter's wand was made of holly wood and phoenix feathers. He didn't know if this wand was Harry Potter's, but now that Master Ollivander had handed over the wand, he had no reason not to accept it.

So he reached out and took the wand.

"Huh," this time, it was a hot breath.When he got the wand, a fierce heat rushed into his body along with the wand. This time he felt a very powerful energy lingering in his body, which was very uncomfortable.

"No, no, not at all," the next moment, Ollivander took his wand back and said.

"Huh," without the wand, Drinker let out a long sigh of relief. The two wands gave him different feelings respectively. The first wand gave him a feeling of warmth. The moment he received the wand, he felt as if he was in another world. In the spring.

The second wand brought him an explosion. That wand brought him an extremely strong aura. He couldn't describe this feeling. In short, it was not very comfortable.

Soon, Ollivander brought out a third wand.

"Mahogany, dragon's nerve, nine and a quarter inches," this time a pinkish wand.

Drinker took the wand again. This time the feeling was still strong, but it was not hot and strong, but emotional. After getting the wand, he had the urge to hit someone.

"No, no, come again," Ollivander took back his wand again, turned around again, and started looking for the wand.

"Hydrowood, unicorn hair, eleven inches long,"

"no"

"Aspen wood, nerve of a snake, twelve inches long,"

"No."

"Yew wood, the spinal cord of a frog, ten and one-half inches long,"

"No, no, not at all."

Then, Drinker tried one wand after another. Each wand gave him a different feeling. Some of them felt warm like the first one, while others felt cold. Among them, the wand had the biggest reaction. Yes, black heart wood, crow's nerves, this wand almost made him faint on the spot.

"I know, I know," Drinker tried nearly seventy wands one after another, but none of them suited him.

Finally, after he tried a wand made of yew wood and unicorn nerves, Master Ollivander seemed to understand something and suddenly shouted.

"Uh, Master, what do you know?" Looking at the excited Ollivander, Drinker was very confused.

Now that he was half-dead from being tortured, Mr. Delins and Master Ollivander himself were also a little tired.

"Black dragon wood, the nerves and spinal cord of the black dragon of Dressrosa." Ollivander ignored Drinker, but went deep into the room and took out a dark and smooth wand.

This wand is thirteen inches long, which is considered long among the wands Drinker has tried. Although it is very long, the overall structure of the wand is very elegant, and its beauty is not affected by its length at all.

Drinker took the wand again. This time, before taking it in his hand, he had thought about what it would feel like this time, whether it would be cold, hot, or violent?However, the moment he took it into his hands, he was wrong.

This time, the reaction of the wand was very small, almost non-existent. When Drinker got the wand, he didn't feel any discomfort at all. This was because the wand gave him a very good feeling. He felt as if his arms had grown longer. of stability.

This is like the wand acting as if it should belong to Drinker, as if this wand was prepared for him.

"Great, Drinker, this is perfect." Ollivander couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw Drinker's reaction when he got the wand.

"Huh," after hearing these words, Drinker finally breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that this shopping trip was finally over, and now, this wand belonged to him.