The Psychic Wizard of Hogwarts

In front of the bronze gate, a short man wearing a scarlet and gold uniform was looking at the oncoming Suitland family.

With a trace of interest in his eyes, Delal looked at the goblin in front of the door. He was a head shorter than Delal, and his narrow, dark eyes looked at Delal with intense scrutiny. I found that his hands and feet were extremely long, and his pointed ears and high nose gave people a ferocious look.

The goblin bowed slightly to them as they entered.Then a second door appeared in front of them, with a text engraved on the silver door:

Come in, stranger, but be careful

what will happen to greed

Blindly ask for, get for nothing,

will be severely punished,

So if you want to take it from our underground vault

A treasure that was never yours,

Thief, you have been warned,

Be careful not to bring treasures, but evil rewards.

Delal saw the words engraved on the door, glanced at the corner of his mouth and said, "It should be written on the lintel, the most unsafe bank in the magic world."

Entering the door, there were two goblins standing on both sides of the door. They bowed slightly when they saw the Suitland family coming in, and then led Delal and the others into a tall marble hall. The European-style columns in the hall extended toward the roof, and the decoration was magnificent Down.

There were about a hundred goblins sitting behind a row of tall long counters. Some of them were weighing coins with copper scales, and some were inspecting various gemstones with eyepieces.

There are also goblins who are writing and drawing on the account books while sorting the coins and gems. Then they see a passing goblin pulling a cart, picking up the sorted packages and sending them to the bank's vault.

Looking around the hall, there are countless doors leading to various places. Goblins guide people coming and going in and out of these doors.

The Delal family followed the goblin to an idle counter.

Delal glanced at Johnson beside him, and Johnson saw the look in Delal's eyes.

Looking at the goblin behind the counter, he opened his mouth and said.

"Morning, sir" the goblin raised his head and looked at Johnson.

"We want to exchange some currency."

The goblin stuck his head out and looked at Dral under the counter, and said.

"Dollars, pounds."

"Pounds, sir."

The goblin turned his head and looked at Johnson, then retracted his head, leaned down again, and continued writing.

"It can only be exchanged for 500 gold galleons, and the exchange rate is 5 to 1."

"Ok."

Then Johnson took out the pound and handed it to him. The goblin took the pound handed over by Johnson and possessed him to check it. After a while, the goblin raised his head and looked at Johnson and said.

"Save it all and convert it into cash."

Johnson lowered his head and asked Delal with his eyes. Delal rubbed his fingers and looked up at the goblin, "Sir, give me 100 gold galleons. Please save the rest for me."

After hearing what Delal said, he then counted out 100 gold galleons from the table and handed it to Johnson with a banknote in his mouth.

After receiving the exchanged currency, the family left Gringotts.

Nila asked as she looked at the busy street.

"My dear, what do you need to buy for the new school year?"

"let me see."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of letter paper from his vest pocket and read softly along the words on the paper:

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

〔uniform〕

First-year students need:

1. Three sets of plain work gowns (black)

2. A plain peaked hat (black) for daytime wear

3. A pair of protective gloves (made of dragon skin or similar materials)

4. A winter cloak (black with silver buttons)

Please note: All student clothing must have a name tag

〔textbook〕

All students are required to prepare the following books:

Standard Spells, Elementary, by Miranda Goshak

A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot

The Theory of Magic, by Adebe Waughlin

The Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration, by Emory Switch

A Thousand Wonderful Herbs and Fungi, by Phyllida Spohr

"Magic Potions and Potions" by Arseny Giger

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamman

The Dark Arts: A Guide to Self-Defense, by Quentin Trimble

〔Other equipment〕

a wand

A crucible (pewter, standard size No. 2)

A set of glass or crystal vials

a telescope

a brass balance

Students may bring an owl or a cat or a toad

Parents are especially reminded that first-year freshmen are not allowed to bring their own broomsticks

"Dral, look at this wand shop."

Delal, who was concentrating on the contents of the letter, suddenly heard Nila's call next to him. He raised his head and looked at the dilapidated shop in front of him. In the cupboard of the shop, there was a solitary wand on the faded cushions.

OllivandersWandShop

The gilt font emits a faint golden light as the light shines on it.

Delal glanced at the store and then raised his hand to open the door in front of him and walked into the house. Johnson and Nila looked at Delal entering the store and looked at each other, then followed closely and walked into the store together.

The first thing that caught Delal's eyes was an old table. Looking around the whole room, the room was like an old bookstore filled with books, quaint and outdated.

Long and narrow boxes were densely packed from the floor to the ceiling of the room. Under the dim light, fine dust was flying in the room.

There was no one behind the table. The Delal family stood in front of the table for a while, looking for no one to answer.

Delal then called out "Hello, is anyone there?"

At this time, deep in the room, there was a sudden clanging sound, a "dong" sound as if something fell from a high place. Delal was just thinking about what happened.

From the passage directly behind the table, a little embarrassed old man poked out. His gray hair seemed to be stuck with something, and he looked like a real mess.

The little old man looked at Delal in front of the table and said enthusiastically.

"Oh, sir, I'm sorry to have delayed you." After saying that, he walked out of the room, walked to the table and stood still, straightened his wrinkled clothes slightly, and said to Delal.

"Good morning, I am Olivando, the best wand master in England, who are you?"

"Mr. Olifando, good morning. My name is Delal Suitland, the incoming first-year student at Hogwarts."

"I came to you to buy a wand as requested in the letter."

Hearing Delal's answer, Ollifando rubbed his chin slightly and looked directly at Delal with his big gray-blue eyes.

"Oh! First grader." He said, glancing at his parents behind Delal, "Welcome to the magical world Mr. Suitland."

After speaking, he walked from behind the table to Delal in two steps, bent down, and took out a long tape measure with silver scales from his pocket.

"What's your dominant hand?"

"Right hand, sir"

"Come and raise your arms." He said and picked up the tape measure from shoulder to fingertips, from wrist to elbow tip, shoulder to floor, knees to armpits, and finally measured the circumference of his head.He measured it and said, "Every wand has super powerful magical substances. They are all unique. There are no two identical wands, so Mr. Sutherland, protect your partner. He is the most suitable for you. Others It’s never as good as your own.”

When the tape measure slid past his eyes, Delal realized that Olivando was no longer around but was walking among the rows of shelves, busy selecting some long boxes and moving them down.

As the tape measure rolled up into a ball and fell beside him, Olivando placed the four or five boxes in his arms on the table and took out a wand from them.

"Mr. Sutherland, try this one, a nine-point-three-inch wand made of beech wood and unicorn hair. He is both loyal and very compatible with the clever little wizard."

Dral took the wand handed over by Olivier and was studying it.

"Gently shake, Mr. Suitland."

Hearing Olivando's voice, he shook his wrist slightly, and the flowers inserted on the side slowly opened with the waving of the wand.

"Oh, it's very wonderful. It suits you very well." Olivando clasped his hands together and said happily. When he was about to sell the wand, Dral opened his mouth slightly.

"Mr. Olivando, can I try something else?"

Ollivandor retracted the words he was about to say and stared at Dral for a second.

"Of course Mr. Sutherland." He casually took out another wand from the many boxes on the table.

"Mr. Sutherland, try this one. It's the opposite of the child just now. It's nine inches. It's acacia wood with a dragon heartstring. A cunning and powerful child."

Dral put down the wand in his hand and took the wand handed over by Olivando. He raised his wrist and waved it slightly. The flowers that had just opened because of Dral slowly withered and withered.

Looking at what he saw in front of him, Olivier was slightly stunned.

"Merlin's beard, both wands actually chose you." Ollivandor frowned.

"Fortunately, I didn't say that. You are really a picky guest. I didn't help you find the best one, which is against my creed."

As he spoke, Olivando, with a helpless look on his face, took out another wand and handed it to Dral.

"Merlin's beard, this wand has chosen you too."

"This one too, and this one too."

"Try something else." After saying that, he turned around and walked into the shelves to rummage around.

Delal looked at the busy figure and thought for a moment, then his mind suddenly moved and the gems in his mind began to rotate.

The red eyes were gradually dyed with a faint layer of yellow. He raised his head and looked into the room. Colorful lights reflected in Delal's eyes. Fiery red, cold black, ruthless white, all kinds of colors were intertwined with each other. .

When Dral was using the power of gems to examine the many wands in front of him, a white ball of light in the corner attracted his attention. Unlike other wands that radiate their own emotions wantonly, this wand was Holding your own light tightly, it looks like you have a white box with you from a distance. Carefully observe the subtle yellows and grays wandering in the light group.

He opened his eyes and said to Olivando who was looking for his wand.

"Mr. Olivando, can you help me get the box at the bottom of the inner row of the cabinet next to me?"

Hearing Delal's voice, Olifando stopped his movements numbly.He slowly turned his head and looked at Delal quietly, with a hint of heart-stopping color in his eyes.

He slowly put down the wand in his arms, turned around and looked at Delal quietly for a while, then turned and walked towards the place where Delal had mentioned before, bent down and pulled out a dark box from the corner, with a picture on the top. A dead tree without leaves.

Ollifando opened the box and looked at it quietly for a while, and then slowly walked out amidst Delal's questioning.

Olifando looked at the boy in front of him with a complicated expression, and finally handed over the wand in his hand.

When Dral took over the wand, which was dark and deep, but had a white pattern wrapped around the handle.

Slenderness with a slight twist was the second feeling Delal saw, and coldness was the first feeling when he touched him.

When he waved the wand gently, nothing happened, but a burst of energy started from Dral's mind and turned around with the wave of the wand before falling silent.

When Delal brought the wand closer to his eyes to examine it carefully, he didn't realize that Olivando's eyes were full of contradictions, his lips opened and closed, and he finally made a sound.

"Nine point six inches, a fusion of ebony and elderwood with the nerves of a thunderbird. A cold and powerful child is both good at powerful magic and the favorite of shapeshifters, but he still needs to grow up and needs a wise man. Master comes to help him.”

After hearing Olivando's description, Delal raised his head slightly and looked at him, his eyes full of doubts.

"This wand was not made by me. It was made by Shicoba Wolfe, a wand maker in North America. There was just a slight problem when the production was about to be successful."

"Finally, he sent it to me and I helped him perfect it before this child was born. This wand has a unique body in the magic world. It is made of ebony wood growing on an elder tree. It has two powerful The wood made him what he was, and the Thunderbird's heartstrings gave him powers that were difficult to control but uniquely suited to a shapeshifter."

"It has been so powerful since birth, but it is so cold that it makes people tremble."

Olifando opened his mouth slightly as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he did not say what he wanted.

Finally, he looked at Dral and said.

"Fifteen galleons, Mr. Suitland."

Dral felt the restless emotion of the old man in front of him. When the old man spoke, he immediately took a step back and bowed slightly.

"Thank you, Mr. Olivando."

Handed over the coins, put away the wand, took Johnson and Nila's hands and left Ollivanders Wand Shop.

Watching the Suitland family leave, Olivier who stood in the room stared at the closed door and paused for a long time.

The flying dust and the dim light shone on Olivando's face, flickering on and off. In the end, as if he had given up on something, he exhaled and shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the depths of the room.