Hogwarts Rebel

With a strong squeeze, the Apparition was just as mentioned in the original work, as if it was forced through a very tight rubber tube.

Molan and Kerr walked out of the deserted alley. The first thing they saw was the large bookstore in front of them, and then their eyes turned to a dirty, shabby, small bar next to the bookstore.

"Kerr, please go back first. I'll let you know when I'm leaving." Mo Lan turned around and said.

This was not the first time Mo Lan came to the Leaky Cauldron. After opening the door, he walked straight towards the counter and said, "Mr. Tom, long time no see."

"Xiao Molan? It's been a long time since you came - eh?"

Tom's voice suddenly stopped, and he remembered that the time was indeed almost there.

"You finally waited for their notification? I mean, you're happy, aren't you?" Tom couldn't help but look at the elegant and noble young man in front of him.

Mo Lan smiled and said: "I am indeed very happy. Isn't this inevitable for an 11-year-old child? Not to mention anything else, the limitation of not having a wand on my spells and potions is something I can't ignore. .”

After Mo Lan gained a certain foundation in theoretical knowledge of potions, Toker helped him purchase a set of equipment for refining potions. The materials required for refining potions were sold by Tom compared to the other party. The medicine store in the lane was a little cheaper. After going back and forth, Mo Lan and Tom gradually became familiar with each other.

Furthermore, what Mo Lan needs are basic medicinal materials such as dried nettles, crushed snake fangs, steamed slugs with tentacles, porcupine quills, etc., to make potions for treating scabies and other simple magic potions. .

Therefore, the number of purchases and sales between the two parties has increased, and the price has been much lower than the market price.

But more complicated, no, or most potions because brewing them always requires some magic guidance, and sometimes a wand.

This forced Mo Lan to spend most of his time studying knowledge and theory. After all, magic comes from knowledge.

"Mr. Tom, please take me to Diagon Alley." Mo Lan said to Tom, but her eyes were always looking in the direction of the backyard of the bar.

"Of course, please come with me." Tom walked out from behind the bar and asked Mo Lan to follow him.

The two came to the small patio behind the bar, where there was only a brick wall, a trash can and a few empty wine barrels.

"This trash can will always be kept here. You need to count three pieces to the top, and then two pieces to the side. The door to Diagon Alley will open for you." Then he turned to Mo Lan and said: "Wait a minute. Once you have your own wand, you can open the entrance to Diagon Alley yourself. Remember, you have to tap the wand three times."

With the tapping of the wand in Tom's hand, the brick wall moved very strangely, and in just a few seconds, an archway was formed in front of the two people that was large enough for them to pass through.

A long cobblestone street where you can find all kinds of quirky and exciting shops and restaurants.

"Then I wish you a pleasant stay." Tom smiled and waved to Mo Lan, then turned and returned to the bar.

Looking at the style of Diagon Alley from centuries ago, Mo Lanxin thought: "Diagon Alley is like a reflection of the entire wizarding world. Compared with the rapid development of Muggles, although wizards have many talented wizards, they are constantly changing." Develop powerful and strange spells, potions, alchemical creations, etc., but the two are the best..."

The "International Statute of Secrecy" signed into effect in 1689 seems to be protecting Muggles, but in fact it is protecting wizards themselves. This is why the top leaders of the wizarding world continue it to this day. You must know that the number of wizards compared to Muggles There are simply too few.

For the knowledgeable people in the Muggle world, this move is undoubtedly a slow death for wizards, and they are also happy to see it.

Among the senior leaders of the wizarding world and those who have thought about the future of the wizarding world, there are definitely a few who realize this, but they cannot think of a better way.

The last one who dared to take action is now still concerned about Nurmengard.

The other one is not much better now, and compared to Gellert Grindelwald’s wizard supremacy, Voldemort’s pure-blood supremacy is much smaller.

You must know that he is also a hybrid of wizards and Muggles, and even the final restoration of his physical body requires the use of his father's bones. Sadly, this is obviously a shackles that he has always wanted to get rid of.

"Forget it, don't think about this anymore," Mo Lan shook his head and laughed.

Molan looked at his pocket, which was given to him by Kerr before going out. It contained 200 gold galleons.

As a new student at Hogwarts, you can use your admission letter to go to Gringotts and exchange pounds for 100 gold galleons. This means that Hogwarts has deposited a sum of funds in Gringotts for the new students to receive. Each new student has a maximum limit of 100 gold galleons. This is more of a subsidy for Muggle freshmen. 100 gold galleons is enough to purchase admission books and equipment. The goblins will not charge more than that. After all, pounds, according to those In goblin terms, that's Muggle currency.

Mo Lan decided to go to Madam Malkin's robe store to buy uniforms first. Perhaps it was Mo Lan's personal habit. He had always wanted and was used to saving the things he looked forward to most until the end.

Unknowingly, I walked to the door of Mrs. Malkin's robe store. After opening the door and walking in, I saw that the store had two floors. The cabinets on the left and right sides of the first floor contained a variety of clothing and uncut clothes. For fabrics, there is a cabinet on all four sides on the second floor, but the items stored there are a lot of mess, including fabrics, gift boxes, some bottles and cans, and other unknown items.

Madam Malkin is a short, fat witch with a pleasant smile. She wears a green wizard's robe and a pair of scissors flying in the air.

"Are you going to buy Hogwarts school uniforms, dear?" Mrs. Malkin said hello to Mo Lan.

"Yes, ma'am." Mo Lan nodded, "Sorry to trouble you."

"What a polite kid, come on, let me help you measure the specific parameters." Mrs. Malkin moved her fingers, and the tape measure, pins, and scissors all flew towards this direction, and began to automatically measure Mo Lan's body shape. This scene reminded him that if he could be like this when refining potions, he must have reached the level of a potions master like Snape.

With this thought in mind, Mo Lan looked at Mrs. Malkin, and sure enough, there were many leaders in all walks of life.

Customizing clothes is a complicated process, so Mrs. Malkin asked Mo Lan to pick it up after shopping.

Then I bought the books on the list at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore and a bag of owl food at the Eela Owl Store.

Then, after Mo Lan bought all the scattered things, the only thing left was the magic wand.

Ollivander's Wand Shop, Ollivander's store is small and shabby, with a solitary wand placed on the faded purple cushions in the window.The gold sign on the door has peeled off, and it reads:

Ollivander, has been making fine wands since 380 BC.

When Mo Lan opened the door and entered the store, he was amazed by the wooden cabinets with wands stacked around the store, reaching as high as the ceiling of the store.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

"Welcome, young wizard." A soft voice sounded, and Ollivander walked out.

"Hello, sir, I want to buy..." Mo Lan said politely.

"Wand, oh, of course, new student at Hogwarts?"

"Yes, sir."

"By the way, what's your name?" Ollivander asked.

"Mo Lan Murphy." Mo Lan introduced herself.

"Okay, Mr. Murphy." Ollivander took out the tape measure from his pocket, "Which arm do you usually use?"

"I can use both hands." Mo Lan raised his arms.

Ollivander began to measure Meran, first from the shoulder to the fingertips, and then from the wrist to the elbow. The complicated measurement process was comparable to that of Madam Malkin.

"Every wand I make is unique, and wizards can always choose the most suitable one here." Ollivander said to himself while measuring.

While he was talking, Ollivander had taken out a wand from the shelf and introduced: "Made of English oak and unicorn tail hair, thirteen and a quarter inches, very hard."

As soon as Mo Lan reached out to take it, Ollivander took it away.

"Try this one. It's made of pear wood and dragon nerve. It's eleven and a half inches. Enthusiasm, generosity, and wisdom are the qualities that make people fall in love with pear wood wands!"

Mo Lan took it and waved it, but it had no effect.

"It doesn't seem suitable." Ollivander said to himself, "try this one again..."

Mo Lan tried one wand after another. Sometimes the wand would show great destructive power, and the ladder next to the counter was almost blown apart.

Slowly, the wands that Mo Lan tried were piled on the bench, getting higher and higher.

The wrinkles between Ollivander's brows deepened with each attempt, and he paced back and forth a few steps, as if something suddenly occurred to him, and then he seemed to have made a great decision.

He took out and opened a box with a very ancient style, "Try this one, a combination of white birch wood and Veela hair, ten and a quarter inches."

I've never used Veela hair because wands made from it are a bit "sensitive," Ollivander said.

A silver staff is placed neatly inside, possessing both a sacred and beautiful temperament.

Mo Lan fell in love with it as soon as she saw it.

As soon as Mo Lan's hand came close to the wand, the wand flew into his hand.

As soon as he touched the wand, a stream of heat surged out from his fingers, and the tip of the wand emitted a silver halo, like seeing a starry sky filled with stars.

Ollivander nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that it has chosen you, this is it..."

"Sir, you just said you have never used Veela hair, what about this wand?" Mo Lan asked driven by curiosity.

"It was when I was a teenager, on my way to learn wand-making skills around the world, that I met a little girl who had just died of illness. She seemed to be an orphan, so I buried her. The wand was placed in the box. The girl's side. At that time, I made a mistake and did not bury the wand with the girl. I tried to make up for it later, but the girl's grave could not be found. This wand has been with me until now, until I met you. ” Ollivander recalled.

Ollivander said with relief: "Now that it has chosen you, maybe she has also forgiven my behavior."

Mo Lan looked at the wand in his hand. Unbelievably, he felt that the idea that the wand wanted to convey to him had been waiting for him.

And that girl may have been destined not to be found again after Ollivander left with the wand.