[HP] Amy Lee sleepwalks through Hogwarts

Amy counted fifty gold coins and put them into her pocket, leaving the rest where she was, and would pick them up again at the end of this month.

Now Amy no longer blames Jimmy for taking too long. After all, the money was taken out of Gringotts through formal channels. If she took it out of the "hidden space" after exchanging it, she might still wonder whether the Galleons were real and whether they could be spent outside.

After leaving Gringotts, Amy felt the heavy weight of the money bag. She felt a little floaty and jumped up and down accidentally. Sure enough, holding money in your hands is the most reassuring thing!

In fact, she really wanted to go to the nearby store and buy the dazzling array of things displayed in the window. But she was not that familiar with these stores, so she didn’t know how to avoid getting into trouble. So I held it back and wanted to wait until Joey came to go shopping with her.

Charcoal Ball had two pointed little ears and looked around curiously. There were several owls in cages fluttering outside a certain store, and there were countless meows inside, which particularly attracted its attention.

Amy didn't hesitate when she saw this. She went into the store and bought a soft cat nest for Charcoal Ball, a large bag of cat food, and a cat food bowl for seven galleons. There was no need to buy cat-sticks. Professor McGonagall gave her several sticks. This time she brought two out and put them in her box.

Carrying such a heavy weight of cat food, Amy couldn't move at all, so she walked slowly step by step, and accidentally saw the "Ollivanders" brand.

The gold paint on the gold-lettered signboard has peeled off, and the complete words on it are "Ollivanders, making exquisite wands since 382 BC."

It has been more than two thousand years since the year written above, and Amy is not sure whether this is true.

It's not easy to see clearly what the store looks like from outside. Even if you put your eyes up to the door glass, you can only see small boxes stacked as high as the ceiling inside. There was only a very small entrance hall left inside, with a small table and a chair, but no one was sitting on the chair.

Joy said that she would choose her own wand owner, and she also knew the size of her wand and the materials it was made of.

Joey also said that if you really can't remember the size and material of your wand, you can come to Diagon Alley and ask Mr. Ollivander.

So Amy gently pushed the door open and went in, timidly calling out in a low voice: "Hello! Is anyone here?"

From the narrow aisle squeezed by small boxes behind the chair, an old man with gray hair walked out, his silver eyes shining all the time.

He was the shop owner Ollivander. After seeing Amy, he seemed to hesitate a little, opened his mouth and said, "You are..."

Amy took out her wand, held the middle part and placed it on the only table here, and asked: "Can you take a look at my wand?"

Mr. Ollivander picked up the ordinary wand with some doubts, and just pinched it from beginning to end with his fingers, and he already understood: "I didn't make this wand!"

"Huh?" Amy suddenly felt very sorry. If she didn't sell it, she shouldn't disturb her, so she said, "I'm sorry, I'll leave right away!" and was about to get her wand back.

"But it's as good as the wand I made myself!" Mr. Ollivander did not rush to return the wand to Amy, but continued to study: "Locust tree? Oh, no! Thousand-year-old locust tree! This is really Rare! Thirteen inches in length, with the core being the tail feathers of a phoenix."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Amy again, with interest in his eyes: "You choose your own wand owner. To be able to use such a wand... Miss, you are not an ordinary person."

Amy laughed dryly: "Don't praise me, I was born as a Muggle!"

Mr. Ollivander suddenly looked surprised and asked, "Is your father a Muggle? Or is your mother a Muggle?"

"They're all Muggles!" Amy didn't feel inferior at all when she said this. She didn't think this was a big problem at all.

Mr. Ollivander's expression suddenly became enlightened at first, and then his expression became even more mysterious: "You are not an ordinary person, Miss! I have never made a wand out of locust wood here, and I can't make it to a full length of thirteen inches! "

Amy still knows a little about the number "Thirteen": "Because the number 'Thirteen' always brings bad luck. But what happened to Sophora japonica?"

Mr. Ollivander stared at Amy with his silver eyes and said very carefully: "Although locust wood is also a good material, few people can successfully control it. You know, locust wood is easy to crack! Once cracks appear, , the magic will be difficult to control, and may even bounce back to you. This is just like using a broken wand!"

For a moment, Amy felt that her wand was so hot that she didn't dare to take it back.

"But..." Mr. Ollivander gracefully held the top of the wand, extended the handle to Amy, and spoke in a lower voice: "In your hometown, does 'thirteen' mean bad luck or good luck? ?What’s the significance of locust wood?”

To Amy's parents, thirteen is a meaningless number. They only know that "Thirteen" represents perfection in Buddhism.

Sophora japonica is even less meaningful. Just judging from the word "槐", it is a ghost hanging from the southeast branch.

She carefully took back her wand and curiously looked at the lines on it. She really couldn't figure out the secret of this wand.

"What's your name?" asked Mr. Ollivander.

"My name is Amy Lee!"

"Miss Li!" Mr. Ollivander's expression was still mysterious: "Your wand is extraordinary, and the person who can hold it and use magic safely must also be extraordinary. Does it represent good or evil? Is locust wood suitable for making ordinary wooden utensils, or is it more suitable for commanding ghosts? Is it easy to crack and damage, or is it pliable and indestructible? It’s all up to you to decide!”

Amy didn't know until now that her wand was so dangerous! And she held this wand, attended Hogwarts for a whole year, and used countless magics... If she survived, should she set off firecrackers to celebrate?

"Miss Li!" Mr. Ollivander's expression became even more mysterious: "If you feel that you can no longer control this wand, you can come to me at any time and I will definitely make you a new wand. !”

"Oh! Thank you!" Amy simply thought that this was a routine solicitation of business, so she didn't take it seriously.

She put away her wand, said goodbye to him, took Charcoal's cat nest and cat food out, and slowly walked back to the Leaky Cauldron step by step.

At this time, there were already many people inside, and it was very smoky. Amy paid Tom thirty galleons for the room at the bar, then ordered a terrible sandwich and took it back to the room to eat.

While eating, I remembered Ollivander's words - locust wood is easy to crack...