Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

Opening the door to Ollivander's Wand Shop, there was a tinkling sound coming from all around.

Louis looked around. This wand shop, which is famous throughout the UK, looked a bit shabby on the inside. The shop was small and there was only one bench in front of the counter.

The surrounding cabinets are filled with wands in boxes, adding even more mystery to the store.

But what really caught Lewis's attention was the figure of the girl with long silver-white hair in front of the counter.

She quietly observed the wand in her hand, which looked like a treasure. Then she flicked her wrist, and the end of the seemingly ordinary wand emitted a little golden light, and the girl's free white hair suddenly swayed in the wind.

"Perfect, simply perfect!" An old man with a slightly older appearance but bright eyes stood up from the side.

"Bromeliad, unicorn hair, eleven and three-quarters long." The old man looked at the wand in the silver-haired girl's hand, "I simply can't find a more suitable wand."

"Thank you, Mr. Ollivander." The white-haired girl seemed very satisfied with her wand. She turned around, smiled at Louis, who had been watching behind her for a long time, and waved her hand.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

The girl said happily as she skipped past Louis, and then Louis saw the wand in her hand clearly.

It was a strangely shaped wand with a tulip-like tail, which seemed to add an ethereal temperament to the girl in front of her.

Louis couldn't take his eyes away from the girl for a long time. She was definitely the purest girl he had ever seen in his life. It wasn't until Mr. Ollivander's old voice sounded again that he woke up from the shock just now.

"Good morning, my dear child."

Ollivander stared at the little wizard who came alone to buy a wand. Lewis took a deep breath, calmed down his mood just now and said:

"Hello Mr. Ollivander, I am this year's new student at Hogwarts. My name is Louis Wiggins. I need..."

"Need a new wand? No problem, kid." Ollivander seemed to be familiar with this, but just as he turned around, he suddenly asked Louis:

"Mr. Wiggins, it seems that we have met before, or did your parents come to buy wands from me?" Although Ollivander remembered every wand he sold, there was never a wand named Wiggins in his memory. The people from Kings have been here.

"No, sir, I was born as a Muggle." Louis shook his head.

"This is very strange. I think you seem to have a familiar feeling."

Ollivander took out a silver-scale tape measure from his arms and walked to Lewis:

"Forget it, forget it, Mr. Wiggins, which hand do you use your wand with?"

"Right hand," Louis responded.

Ollivander measured Louis first from his shoulders to his fingertips, then from his wrists to his elbows, from his shoulders to the floor, from his knees to his armpits, and finally his head circumference. While measuring, he said: "Every Ollivander wand has super powerful magical substances, which is its essence. We usually use unicorn hair, phoenix tail feathers and dragon nerves. Every Every Ollivander wand is unique, as no two unicorns, dragons, or phoenixes are exactly the same, and of course it will never work as well if you use a wand that belongs to another wizard. ”

"The wand is a medium and a means for wizards to display their strength, but please remember one thing." Ollivander paused, "It is the wand that chooses the wizard."

Louis listened carefully to Ollivander's teachings, and after a while, the old man's figure disappeared between the shelves. When he came to his senses again, he saw Ollivander walking out holding a wand.

"Try?"

Louis was about to wave his wand, but Ollivander snatched it away. The old man shook his head, then ran to the top shelf and pulled out another wand.

"European sorbus, the dragon's heart tendon, twelve and one-third long." Ollivander handed it to Louis.

He waved the wand lightly, and suddenly, a ball of fire appeared in front of the counter. Ollivander quickly grabbed the wand, which made Louis feel a little annoyed.

"No, no, no, it shouldn't be like this." Ollivander looked around, and his eyes gradually locked on a wand on an abandoned shelf. He was about to get up to get it, but he hesitated.

"What's wrong, Mr. Ollivander?" Louis seemed to notice Ollivander's behavior. Ollivander sighed, and after three or four inner struggles, he finally took off the wand.

"I shouldn't do this, but if it really chooses you, it is destined." Ollivander slowly took out the wand sealed in the box.

This wand looks like it has some age, but it appears to be extremely tough. But when Louis saw the wand, he felt something strange.

"This is a cursed wand. The reason why it is said to be cursed is because no one in this world can fully control it, and those who try to use its power are counterattacked by it."

"The vine wood, the horn of the basilisk, twelve and a quarter, was obtained by my father by chance. After some research, he tried to seal and destroy the wand, but failed, and in the end he could only reluctantly transform it. After a while," Ollivander explained.

"The specialness of this wand lies in its core. So far, only one person can fully control the power of the basilisk."

"Salazar Slytherin."

Louis had naturally heard of this name, Chathras Lytherin, one of the four founders of Hogwarts, and firmly believed that only pure-blood wizards could continue.

He slowly took the wand, and the port of the wand emitted a little green light. Louis suddenly felt as if his whole body had been electrocuted. The green light turned into a light wave and spread around.

"As expected." Ollivander finally sighed, "The basilisk is a powerful creature from ancient times. It has its own proud side, and its cruelty and ferocity shock the past and present."

"Of course, no magic wand can judge its justice or evil. The key lies in the person and heart who uses it. When the magic wand chooses the wizard, the wizard is also choosing his own path, whether to abandon the light and face the darkness, or to dispel the darkness and embrace it. bright."

"I can see that Mr. Wiggins, you have an upright and kind heart, so please use this power well."

Ollivander's thoughtful words made DeLouis think deeply. When he left Ollivander's wand shop, he was still immersed in his words.

After leaving Ollivander's door, Louis did not see his parents. In desperation, he could only explore the floors of Diagon Alley alone.

When he finally finished purchasing all the cauldrons, bottles and cans except textbooks, wizard robes and pets, Louis, who was standing in the middle of the road with a lot of things, was suddenly attracted by the commotion in front of him. .