[HP] Blast! Word Small Universe

"But I don't want to eat a sandwich!" Without even thinking about it, Jane rejected Raphael's call to Subway to order food. She stared at a pair of big eyes: "I want to eat steak!"

"Do it yourself." Raphael obviously didn't intend to cook.

"But it's your turn to cook today!" Jane said stubbornly.

"The dinner I made is a Subway sandwich, but you don't want it." Rafael said calmly.

Jane stared at Raphael who was sitting next to her, and suddenly smirked, her whole person looked sinister: "Don't think that I don't know why you suddenly appeared here."

Raphael gave Jane a sideways look: "What do you mean?"

"Do you have to tell me?" Jane laughed maliciously, and seeing Raphael's face listening attentively, she said firmly, "Monroe—"

Raphael suddenly stood up from the sofa, and looked at Jane with a dull face: "How mature?"

Jane looked at Raphael triumphantly with the expression on her face, and blinked: "Five mature, thank you."

Looking at the back of Raphael leaving, the smile on Jane's face gradually faded, and a pair of black eyes were filled with thoughts that were hard to see clearly. She didn't lie back on the sofa until Raphael's back disappeared in the living room. Going up, lazily turned on the TV.

There was a "sizzling" sound from the kitchen, and the air was filled with the smell of food.Although Jane was lying on the sofa watching TV, her eyes were empty, and she obviously didn't pay attention to the content on the TV at all.It wasn't until Rafael came out of the kitchen with a plate that she pressed the remote control and replaced the boring advertisement with news.

"The workmanship is good." Jane cut a small piece of beef and put it in her mouth, and praised it.

Raphael snorted proudly: "Of course."

While cutting the steak, Jane asked, "How long do you plan to stay here? I'm leaving here in another month. If you want to live here alone, it might be boring, so I don't mind if you bring Some friends are coming to live with us."

"Friend?" Raphael looked at Jane suspiciously.

Jane said casually: "For example, Michael, Gabriel, or..." The name spun around on the tip of Jane's tongue, but she didn't say it in the end. She just smiled brighter.

"If Lucifer knows that Michael lives here—" Raphael looked at Jane with idiot eyes: "This house seems to be Lucifer's property."

"So as an angel, you actually live in the house of a fallen angel. This is really inappropriate."

"..."

"More importantly you've been spending hell's money these days."

"Didn't you say that Michael gave you that bank card?" Raphael said in surprise.

"Then who do you think will give Michael a bank card with millions of deposits?" Jane also looked at Raphael with idiot eyes.

Raphael lowered his head, suppressed his expression, and said calmly: "If this is the case, you should be even more impolite."

"..."

"You gave my feather to that wizard today, are you sure there is no problem?" Raphael changed the subject, put down the knife and fork, and took a sip of lemon juice: "This may cause a riot."

"They are all smart people." Jane didn't care about this question at all: "Just like the Hogwarts professor who took us shopping today, he knew that this feather was not simple, but he didn't say anything. I believe Mr. Ollivander will definitely not say it. More importantly, even if they all say it, no one will know that it is an angel's feather. Unless, angel feathers have already flooded the world."

And all this is really as Jane expected, she received a letter from Ollivander when the school was approaching, telling her that her wand was ready.

Jane came to Diagon Alley by herself this time.

She came directly to Ollivander's shop. At this time, Ollivander was sorting things out on the second floor. When he saw Jane standing on the stairs, he greeted Jane warmly: "Good morning, Miss Jean, how are you coming?" It's really early."

"Good morning, Mr. Ollivander." Jane watched Ollivander come down the stairs with a smile on her face, and then watched him walk into the counter, and took out a box from the drawer of the counter with great solemnity and treasure. .

"This is your customized wand, Miss Jean." Ollivander's voice was softer than when he saw him before. He reached out and opened the lid of the box carefully as if facing some treasure: "Ten Two inches long, redbud wood①. I specially chose redbud wood, the positive plant is always full of warmth, hard and full of holy breath, suitable for all kinds of magic, the core of the staff is the feather you provided."

Jane took the wand, and a warm current flowed through her fingertips.She waved it lightly, and suddenly, there was a burst of light on the tip of the wand, and then disappeared.

Ollivander said in admiration: "This is the only piece of redbud wood I have left, and it was specially brought back from Sri Lanka."

Jane was very satisfied with this wand: "Thank you very much, how much Galleon do I need to give you?"

"If I charge you thirty Galleons, I don't think you'll think I'm bargaining," Ollivander said.

"Of course not, it's worth the price, it's totally worth it." Jane readily gave Ollivander thirty Galleons, and then left the wand shop.

After completing the most important thing of the day, she has a lot of time to hang out here.She wandered from a candy store to a silverware store, and she looked curiously at a pot-shaped thing on the shelf that kept emitting a puff of white smoke.

The last time she came to Diagon Alley, because Snape was around, she didn't have time to go through Diagon Alley properly.The professor from Hogwarts kept urging her on, as if he was in a hurry to reincarnate.

"This can improve your sleep." Perhaps because Jane stood in front of the jug-shaped silverware for too long, the shopkeeper couldn't help saying, "Help us calm down our restless hearts."

The owner of this shop is a middle-aged wizard, he wears a gray robe and has a benevolent face.

Jane looked back at the owner of the shop: “This is very interesting.”

"Yes, silverware like this is rare." The gray-robed wizard said, with some pride and joy in his tone: "Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, once sighed like this."

Jane raised her eyebrows: "Have you met the headmaster of Hogwarts?"

"Of course, there are a lot of silverware in his office." The gray-robed wizard said: "The silverware in his place is also very interesting."

Jane didn't know much about Dumbledore, but from the tone of the gray-robed wizard when he talked about the Hogwarts headmaster, it was not difficult for Jane to guess that the headmaster might be very famous in the wizarding world.

"Well, well, I think I need a magic prop to help me improve my sleep quality." Jane said with a smile, "Please help me wrap it up."

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