The day to become the final boss

After dealing with little Mr. Snape's troubles, Wan Mo continued his trip to Diagon Alley and Knockback Alley. In his eyes, the gadgets of the dark wizards in Knockback Alley were better than the soul-refining, bone-refining and blood-refinement of the Eastern Demon Cultivators. For the magic weapon, it is far behind, and after two turns, it loses interest.

Diagon Alley is much more interesting.

Especially in the pet shop, the moment Wan Mo stepped in, the chattering and noisy animals all fell silent, no matter if they were long-haired, hairless or scaly and armored, each of them tried to curl up their bodies To the smallest, close to the corner of the cage or the corner of the wall, there are even a few lying on all fours and pretending to be dead—Khan...

But there are exceptions, such as the egg Wan Mo is holding in his hand now.

The little guy in the egg should be some kind of magical creature combined with magical alchemy. Its opponent's master is both scared and curious, and it quietly pokes out its slender senses. The tentacles of the senses retract quickly as soon as they nod their heads. After 2 minutes, I couldn't help poking it out again, and then retracted...

Wan Mo stroked his chin. When he came out of Diagon Alley, there was already a black-purple egg with magic patterns in his pocket.

Then he went to the wand shop.

Although JK Rowling wrote very clearly about the appearance and bad taste of the owner of Ollivander's wand shop in the book "Harry Potter", in the narrow and tattered piles of slender boxes, it is messy like a warehouse (for many years) In the small room that was neatly stacked at the end), suddenly such a face with personality popped out from the sundries beside you, it was quite shocking.

Wan Mo stared blankly at Ollivander's cloudy, dead fish-like eyes.

"Ah, let me see, a special guest." Ollivander rolled his cloudy eyes, and his voice was soft, hoarse and old, "Sir, is there something wrong with your wand?"

In the wizarding world, generally speaking, a wizard will have his first wand when he is 11 years old, and it is also a legal wand recorded by the Ministry of Magic. Many wizards only have one legal wand in their lives. Buy a second or even third wand of unknown origin to deal with certain dark side matters.

From Ollivander's point of view, the young wizard clearly had a small problem with his wand.

"I need a wand and for some reason this is the first time I've ever bought one."

Ollivander froze for a moment, a little surprised by this answer, "Oh, a guest with a story, so which hand do you like to use?"

……

When Wan Mo came out of the wand shop, poor Ollivander had been beaten badly, his cloudy eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, Merlin, none of the 1123 wands were suitable for him, poor wand They all seemed dead in the young man's hands, and when he couldn't help suspecting that the guest was a Squib (someone with magical blood but no magical ability), the young man rummaged at him casually. A wandless and silent "restored" from a small shop that looks like a junkyard... Ollivander has never been so frustrated, although he always likes to say "really picky customer" to the wizards who come to buy wands ", but I have never met someone so picky, Merlin, probably only the strongest wand in legends—the Elder Wand can suit him.

(Oh, trust me, no wand would fit him, and the Elder Wand was all he made.)

One year later, the Millennium Castle Hogwarts ushered in another batch of new students.

The 9 3/4 station that enters through the wall, the Hogwarts Express painted red, the muddy and uneven path in the dark night, the black lake that is said to be inhabited by huge octopuses, the boat for four people, the small boat that has been made difficult Wizards end up looking up at the magnificent, brightly lit enchanted castle in the dark and cold night.

Of course, it is just a personal understanding to say that it is making things difficult. It is said that this tortuous enrollment process at Hogwarts is to commemorate the journey of the Big Four at Hogwarts.

The little wizards huddled in the auditorium, or looked around with excited eyes, or wondered how the thousands of candles in the auditorium floated, or looked up at the ceiling of the auditorium that was enchanted into a beautiful starry sky and sighed, or were surprised by the strange pale school The ghost screamed in fright, or scrutinized the professor's chair vaguely, or... had no expression on his face, such as him - Severus Snape.

"Oh, Sev, look, look at that one, that one is alive, they are all alive!" Lily, a little girl with fiery red hair and beautiful emerald green eyes, was holding her friend's robe excitedly, staring at the walls of the auditorium with different expressions. The eyes of the portrait characters who are chatting with each other in photo frames are shining.

"Obviously, they're alive." Snape slowly pulled back his old robe and tightened his little face. At the age of 11, he looked much thinner than his peers.

Today is really unlucky!

Irene's mother was injured again by her alcoholic father, and he carried the luggage to the train station alone. On the Hogwarts Express, she was followed by a foursome with a rough head for no reason, and who pushed her when she got off the boat? He stumbled and wet the corner of his robe, which made little Mr. Snape feel irritable.

And what surprised him was that the magical aspects of the magic school that he had always longed for did not bring him any sense of novelty, as if they should have been that way.

This doesn't make sense.

The vice-principal, Ms. Minerva McGonagall, who was wearing a dark green wizard dress, then introduced the professors and school administrators in the next four colleges and the chairs above the auditorium. Dean Claw's Professor Flitwick and the huge and sloppy Forbidden Forest Guardian half-giant Hagrid, and the headmaster Dumbledore who has a strange taste and wears a purple star and moon robe with a bow on his big white beard. Especially impressive.

"Quiet." She cast a "loud voice" into her throat, so that the little wizards who were excitedly making various remarks could hear, "Now, gentlemen and ladies, please stand in a row, we will Sorting has begun."