Chapter 5 Confused Ollivander

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It took a long time for Harry Potter to choose and buy wands. It was not until the tried wands piled up on the bench that he found a suitable one. In the middle, Harry even broke a light-colored wand because the wand was out of control. vase.

Maca watched the golden stars on the tip of the wand in Harry's hand at this moment, bright as fireworks, and dancing spots of light were projected on the wall.

Hagrid clapped his hands, and Mr. Ollivander cried out, Oh, that's wonderful! Oh, really, that's wonderful. Ooh, ooh, ooh...it's amazing, it's amazing...

He put Harry's wand into the box, wrapped it in a piece of brown oiled paper, and kept saying wonderful.

Excuse me, said Harry, what's so strange to you?

Mr. Ollivander looked at Harry with his pale, colorless eyes.

I remember every wand I've ever sold, Mr. Potter. I remember every wand. It's true—two tail feathers from the same phoenix, one made this wand, the other Tail Feather made another wand.

Ollivander paused, then continued: You are destined to use this wand, and its brother... Well, it was its brother who gave you that scar.

Harry gasped.

Yes, thirteen and a half inches long, of yew. It is wonderful how such a thing should come about. Remember, it is the wand that chooses the wizard! I think you will do great things, Mr. Potter... Anyway, the mystery man I can't name has done big things — terrible things, but big things.

Hareton was horrified. He wasn't sure if he liked Mr. Ollivander, but he still paid seven Galleons for this wand that seemed to have a deep connection with him.

Yes, all right, Ollivander nodded, and looked at Maca with his sharp eyes, Mr. McLean, it's your turn now, please come forward and let me have a look.

I'm right-handed. Maca had gone through the process once, and immediately cooperated with Ollivander to start the measurement.

The tape measure automatically pulled out and floated onto Maka's body, from shoulder to fingertips, from wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit, and finally measured the circumference of the head.

Even after reading it, Maca still doesn't know what these measurement steps do.

The measuring tape was on the right side, and Ollivander continued to mutter: Yes, yes, as I said just now, each Ollivander's wand is unique. If you use another wizard's wand, the effect will be different. Discounts for sure! Always remember - it's the wand that chooses the wizard.

In the end, when the tape measure floated in front of Maca to measure the distance between his nostrils, he felt that he hadn't experienced such a silly scene for a long time.

Well, Ollivander said, the tape slipped to the ground and rolled into a ball, then, Mr. McLean, try this one! Made of maple and dragon's ear nerve. Ten inches long, sensitive , slender, yet powerful. Give it a try.

Maca took it and waved it casually, a soft red light flashed on the head of the staff.

Oh! Yes, I didn't expect it to go so well... Ollivander said, stopping suddenly, Wait, try this one. Boxwood, unicorn hair, nine and three quarters, same Sensitive but firmer.

Maca froze for a moment, then put down the wand in his hand and took the other one he handed over.

I don't know if it's because of the difference in the waving posture or other reasons, but this time there was a little golden light on the head of the staff, and there was a hint of sacred aura spreading out.

What, what's going on? Ollivander seemed to have seen something incredible, his sharp eyes were full of doubts, Why don't you try this one again?

He drew another box from the shelf behind him, Rosewood, Dragon's Heart Keychain,

Fourteen and a quarter inches long, hard, strong, and powerful.

His choice this time seemed to be completely opposite to the two just now, which made Maca feel even more at a loss.

Maca took the purple-red wand and swung it again. A fiery red light flew out from the tip of the wand, knocking the entire shelf behind Ollivander to the ground, and there was a loud roar.

The four people present were startled, but after the shock, Ollivander fell into deep thought again.

Maca, Hagrid, and Harry looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't know what happened. Seeing that Mr. Ollivander was silent, they all wisely stayed where they were, trying not to disturb his thinking as much as possible.

In the magic world, wand science has always been an extremely complicated research subject, and there are very few people who can make wands. At this moment, apart from Mr. Ollivander, I am afraid that there is no other person who has a deep understanding of wand science in the entire Diagon Alley.

I don't understand, I really don't understand, Ollivander suddenly raised his head again, and shouted at Maca, The pile of magic wands on the bench, take each one and wave, quick!

Maca looked at the wand that Harry had left there after trying it, and looked back at the shelf behind Ollivander.

But, sir, that shelf...

It's okay, it's okay, don't worry about that, just wave and see.

Seeing that people didn't care about the consequences, Maca naturally didn't have any psychological burden, so he picked up his wand and waved them one by one. All of a sudden, light, smoke, wand boxes, and even shelves ran rampant in the store with the wand in Maca's hand, disrupting the entire Ollivander's wand shop.

Okay, that's enough. Ollivander hurriedly told Maca to stop, then looked at his hands with a puzzled look on his face, I don't understand, it doesn't make sense at all, every wand is perfectly adapted? possible?

Maca was naturally at a loss for things that even Ollivander couldn't figure out. In the end, under Mr. Ollivander's extremely reluctant eyes, Maca chose a wand that made the most noise just now, and left together with Hagrid and Harry. This house has almost turned into a garbage dump wand shop.

After coming out of Ollivander, the three of them checked the list together and bought everything one by one. When they reached the end of the road, Maca looked at Patchy's cauldron store and remembered something.

Oh, no! I have an appointment with Mrs. Weasley at the cauldron, and this is going to be bad.

Mrs. Weasley? Hagrid looked into the cauldron shop upon hearing this, Don't worry, I saw her, you haven't missed her yet.

Maca looked at Hagrid, and said My God, you're so tall in his heart again, and then said goodbye to them, and then squeezed in the direction of the cauldron shop.

It was almost noon, and there were more people in Diagon Alley than in the morning, which made it a little breathless.

Mrs Weasley, hello...

Maca managed to get close to Mrs. Weasley and Ron, but was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

Oh, I'm so sorry, I thought you had already gone back! Mrs. Weasley didn't seem angry, but apologized first, Ron's mouse got into the burrow in the garden, was chased by goblins, and killed We're a bit late...

Ron took up the conversation with a bitter face: Then Mom scolded me again, saying that I didn't take good care of Scabbers, but you know...

Come on! This is obviously your problem, don't make excuses! Mrs. Weasley shouted angrily.

Seeing that Mrs. Weasley seemed to be lecturing again, Maca had to change the subject, Oh, Mrs. Weasley, I don't think it's okay. In fact, I met Hagrid when I went to Gringotts to withdraw money, Oh, and Harry Potter.

Mrs. Weasley immediately came to God when she heard the name. Of course, Maca had expected this.

After buying the crucible here, the Maca shopping trip finally came to an end. To be honest, he was a little tired and paralyzed, but he still had to carry a lot of things on his way, although Ron had helped him carry a lot.

Maca, give me some, and I'll help you get some, said Mrs. Weasley.

No, this is absolutely not good, how can I let the lady carry things! Maca insisted.

This sentence made Mrs. Weasley very happy. She snatched the owl cage in Maca's hand, with a smile on her face, Oh! Little Maca, you can really talk. I'm sure you will It's sure to captivate a lot of girls.

The real unmarried young women are much more difficult to coax than you, Maca murmured in his heart.

It was mid-July, and the weather in the UK was as mild as ever, but it was always cloudy and sunny, which still made people feel exhausted.

To be honest, Maca didn't want to live with the Weasleys, but ended up living in the hut for a few days.

It wasn't until the next month that he finally left, renting a room above the Leaky Cauldron until Hogwarts' start date.

During this time, Maca devoted all his time to previewing the magic textbook. He found that he was quite interested in these interesting knowledge, although he still felt that the contents of the book Magic Theory were a bit specious until the end.

...So, how did this formula come about? Maca said annoyedly, staring at a magic formula in the book.

In the process of reading and memorizing, he found that many of the key magic theories in this book have an obvious feature, that is, the author never explained the source of his formulas, which is really a heartbreaking problem for Maca. Find.

I know it but I don't know why. Could it be that magic theory is actually the accumulated experience of every generation of wizards since ancient times? He groaned in pain with a tired face.

However, in the last month or so, apart from the boring magic knowledge, there was actually a small episode. Of course, in my opinion, this is not the right time to say it now, because today is the last day of August, and tomorrow is September 1st - Hogwarts is about to start!