Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

Florin Cold Drink Shop, most of the items sold here are ordinary cold drinks. I don’t know how he had the nerve to open the shop in Diagon Alley.

Travis could only guess that the manager of this store might be a pro-Muggle person, or he might be a Muggle himself.

Travis bought two large servings of ice cream to help Bear calm down and help him sober up, just like coaxing a child.

"You go buy the rest first, I'll wait for you here." Bell lowered his head and said while eating.

This nephew is much more mature than he thought;

What's more important is that the newly learned news is really exciting, and he needs some time to calm down.

"Okay, let's put the things here first."

Travis put the box with school uniforms on the table, and Bell hummed without raising his head and continued eating.

After leaving the soda shop, Travis took out the appendix and read it.

The school uniforms have been bought.

At Flourish Blossom Bookstore, we also paid and left the delivery address. The store manager said that all the goods would be sent there within three days.

"All that's left is the cauldron, the vial, the scales, and the wand."

Travis's eyes flashed.

I asked a passerby where to buy a magic wand. For a little wizard like him, the passerby enthusiastically told him the direction.

Arriving at Ollivander's Wand Shop, Travis couldn't help but take a second look at the quaint-looking wand in the window.

This wand possesses extraordinary magical power. It has not found a satisfactory owner for more than 2000 years. It seems that it has been waiting for a certain Mr. Right.

"The craft of making sticks has been passed down for 2000 years. The standard of making sticks before 2000 was probably only stick making. This thing should be purely a souvenir."

Without paying too much attention to this old antique, Travis opened the door and walked into the store.

There was no one in the store, just piles of boxes, but they were not neatly stacked. It felt like randomly picking out one would cause them all to collapse.

Or maybe it’s not the feeling.

"Is anyone there? I'll buy a wand."

As soon as Travis finished speaking, he saw a spirited old man with white hair walking through.

"Good morning, I am the store manager here and also a staff maker. You can call me Ollivander."

Ollivander introduced himself as he walked over.

"My family has been making wands for thousands of years. Buying wands from me is the wisest choice."

Travis:

I'm afraid it's not even the best choice for making a staff.

"Hello, Mr. Ollivander, I am Travis, Travis Clyde, a freshman this year."

While Travis was introducing himself, Ollivander had already started to touch Travis.

Ollivander took a tape measure to measure Travis' height, waist, chest, hips, and head circumference. Something seemed wrong.

"Which hand are you good at? You must know that each of the wands I have here is unique, and they will choose the master that best suits them."

"The right hand." Travis replied: "The wand chooses its own owner."

"Yes."

Ollivander measured Travis's right arm as he spoke, and for some reason also measured Travis' nose.

"That means the wands you make are alive. I mean real life, not life in the literary sense."

Ollivander paused and shook his head before continuing to measure.

"Does Mr. Ollivander eat steak?"

Ollivander:

This topic jumps too fast, right?

But Ollivander still answered the question.

"I also eat some occasionally."

Travis: "Do you like your steak medium rare, medium rare or well done?"

"Medium rare, easier to chew." Ollivander smiled.

"Is it you who chooses medium-rare steak, or is it your choice of medium-rare steak?"

Ollivander fell silent for a moment.

Putting away the tape measure, Ollivander showed a helpless smile.

This little wizard is a bit difficult to fool.

"Okay, I admit that I say this just to make customers take better care of their wands. Every wand is carefully made by me. They are like my children. I hope others can treat them well."

Ollivander looked at the wand boxes stacked in front of him, with the kind smile of an old father on his face.

"Then you have so many children."

Travis complained.

"Can I order a wand?"

Ollivander couldn't help but frown.

"Yes, yes, but Mr. Clyde, at your current age, you still have a lot of room for growth in the future. Even if you order a wand now, it won't take long before they will be the same as other wands. Every wand I make is Fine products, they have no strength or weakness, only suitable or unsuitable.”

"That doesn't matter." Travis waved his hand nonchalantly: "I'll just come back to you to order it when it's not suitable."

Ollivander shrugged helplessly: "Okay, in that case, let's try a few different wands to test what you are good at."

Although he said that, Ollivander actually disagreed.

There are so many ready-made wands here, is there any that suits Travis? As long as he gets his hands on it and feels it, he will definitely fall in love with it.

However, when he saw the lightning coming from Travis's raised right hand, Ollivander had to admit that his plan failed again.

"It seems that there is no need to test the unique talent. However, it is difficult to customize the wand for lightning. To be precise, there is no wand suitable for using lightning. We can only improve the compatibility with lightning as much as possible from the material."

Ollivander frowned and tapped his head as he carefully recalled various staff-making materials.

"For the wand body, you can use thunderwood. It has good hardness and a straight texture. It is suitable for making small objects like wands, but it is easy to change color."

Travis nodded in agreement.

It's just the color of the wand, if there's anything unacceptable about it, even if it's green, it doesn't need to be inserted in the head.

"For the core of the wand, the tail feathers of the thunderbird are naturally the best choice, but I don't have any at the moment. I may need to find a substitute."

"Do you have access?" Travis asked.

"There are feathers of thunderbirds, but it takes time. Thunderbirds are very rare. This magical creature can only be found on the other side of the ocean in North America."

Travis: "About how long will it take?"

"I will definitely not be able to make it in time for the start of school. Making a wand also takes time. I still suggest Mr. Clyde buy a wand first and order it later."

"No." Travis shook his head: "Start ordering now, but also buy a wand at the same time."

Why are you so stubborn, kid?

Ollivander rubbed his brows, turned around and walked back without saying a word.

He wanted to be quiet.