The Harry Potter Show Teaser

Chapter 8 The Wand and the Transfer Students
"Ollivander's Wand Shop." Wes read the sign with peeling gold paint. “A wand shop founded in 382 BC. It feels very old”

"Well, Wes, I won't go in, the inside is a little, narrow for me, yes, a little narrow." Hagrid was a little embarrassed at this moment.

Weiss looked at Hagrid's figure, nodded, and said, "Then how can I find you then?"

"I'm going to the Leaky Cauldron for a drink or two. Just come and see me when you've bought your wand."

"Okay," Weiss said, 'why do you think Hagrid is running away from something? '

Stepping into the wand shop, there was a pleasant ringing of bells.There was no one in the store, and even the quiet ones could hear their own breathing, but the noise of the market outside the store could not be heard at all.

Weiss looked around and saw that the small boxes such as Shangao were stacked neatly.

"Is anyone there?" There was an echo in the small room, isn't it too quiet?Weiss thought.

Walking slowly to the counter, I asked again: "Is anyone there?"

There was a rattling sound, and an old man poked his head out from the escalator behind.

At the first glance, Weiss was looked at by those silver-white eyes, as if he had been seen through.

"Oh, a little guest I haven't seen before, Hogwarts has started school, you are from another school? Broke your own wand? Bring him to try to repair it?"

"Oh no. Mr. Ollivander, I'm a student at Hogwarts. I was delayed by some things and I just got ready to go to class recently, so I need a handy wand. Also, my middle name is Inbas, I don't know if you have heard of it?"

"Inbas, oh, it turned out to be that little girl, what a pity about her wand. I heard about her deeds from my ancestors. During the defense of Hogwarts, she used magical magic through the wand. It's a pity that the wand bears the burden." If you can't stop, it will be destroyed."

'I said why my mother didn't bring back anything useful when she came over!I knew it! ’ Weiss grumbled inwardly about his mother who used wands as disposables.

"So, are you also here to choose the wand? I hope this generation will cherish it."

"Yes, Mr. Ollivander. I will."

...after a while of measuring...

'What's the point of measuring like that?Feels like a complete waste of time! '

"Be strong, the dragon's heartstrings. Be strong, oak. Try this one. Oh... no, he still can't."

"To control the powerful, Phoenix Tail Feather, to be aggressive, Hawthorn. Try it, put it down! Put it down!"

"How about unicorn fur? Go with the fir. Well, it's tough enough, but not too aggressive."

...choosing a wand...

"...I finally know why Hagrid went to drink." Weiss muttered in his heart.

It's been half an hour, and the wands that don't work beside him are almost piled up on the hill.

Ollivander was on the side, his fingers trembling, but his expression was very excited.

"It's been a long time, and finally someone for whom all my wands don't fit. I think I'm getting inspired to make wands again!"

At this time, with a burst of flames and a "pop", Fox apparated over.

"Hey, Dumbledore's phoenix. Did any tail feathers fall off recently?" Ollivander looked at Fox eagerly, but it was a pity that Fox spread his wings and replaced Wes's shoulders, and didn't want to pay attention to the old man at all.

"Fox, you can apparate? What are you doing here?"

Fox pecked Wes's ear lightly and extended a foot.A small parcel was tied to that foot.

"What is this? Did Professor Dumbledore give it to me?" Weiss wondered, and took down the small package.

Fox groaned softly, spread his wings and flew up, and apparated away again with a snap.

"Is this the bag that used the Space Expansion Curse?" Ollivander glanced at Fox after he disappeared, and went to look for the wand again.

"Oh?" Weiss opened the bag curiously, and found that there was a hat and a magic wand inside. The tip of the wand was scorched black and covered with cracks, and the cracks extended to the middle of the wand. "Mr. Ollivander, look, here is a magic wand." As he spoke, he picked up the magic wand that was not much different from a waste product. A long feather in the middle was also scorched, leaving only the strongest hard feather shaft.

"Oh! It's the wand, it was used by your ancestors in the defense of Hogwarts! Let me see, birch wood and phoenix tail feathers are a good match, what a pity, what a pity." Ollivander took it But, put it in the palm of your hand, and grope carefully with the other finger.

"Can it be repaired?" Weiss' tone revealed expectation, and his patience was almost exhausted for half an hour.

"Well, no, let's put it away. Birch and phoenix? Well, good suggestion, well, good." Then he quickly ran into the pile of wands.

"Oh, how long do we have to wait?" He said, looking at the wand in his hand, "I don't know how long it took my mother to choose it. ' Throwing it back into the pocket 'Thinking' What kind of hat is it, it's dirty and worn out, huh?Dad's sword?How did it get in the hat? Weiss pulled out the sword as he thought about it, and instantly felt a wave of magic power connected to a wand.

"I found it, birch, dragon's nerve, eleven inches." Ollivander gently handed over the small box in his hand, "An ancient tree with tough nerves would be a good choice."

Weiss looked at the wand attracted by the Gryffindor sword in his hand, put away the sword and hat, picked it up, and reacted very calmly, without the light and shadow effects of the previous wand, neither explosion nor flash.Weiss felt very strange, waved it, and the magic power in his body gushed out from the tip of the stick smoothly.

"Well, not bad, a high degree of fit. 10 galleons in favor, plus wand care."

"Mr. Ollivander, do you want me to put these back for you?" Weiss pointed to the "hill" beside him.

"No, no, since you were chosen by fate, you should take good care of it before going back." Ollivander shook his head and said.

"Well, I wish you all the best." Weiss paid the money, threw everything into the space bag, and walked out the door easily.

Looking at the pile of "hills" inside the door, Ollivander sighed, "It's the wand that chooses the wizard, but my old bones..." After finishing speaking, he happily took care of each one and put them back in place .

…The Leaky Cauldron…

"Hagrid! Hagrid! Wake up! I'm done shopping!" Wes shook the snoring Hagrid.

"Well, the mead is delicious!" Hagrid shook his head. "Buy it? Shall we go back?"

"Well, but is that the right place for you to say it?" Weiss was deeply puzzled, he thought Hagrid would talk about Hogsmeade as something else.

"Well, then I'll take it easy. Huh? Didn't you buy a pet?"

"I buy an owl? It won't pass through another world; toads are food for us; for cats, a ginger one is more interesting, but it won't go with me." Weiss spread his hands helplessly.

"Well, well, I'll take a break, would you like something to drink?"

"I think my mother would be very pleased if I had some wine," Wes finished, calling out a large glass of wine while Hagrid was dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)