Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

It was Harry and Hagrid. Each of them was holding an ice cream in their hands. Harry was struggling to carry a heavy bag. Hagrid handed the one in his hand to Ohm with a big grin.

"It seems that you have already bought the wand, huh?" Hagrid said, leaning down and squinting at the metal wand in Ohm's hand, and said: "It's a style you haven't seen before... you must keep your wand." Well, Ohm, Mr. Ollivander’s wand is the best!”

"Yes, Hagrid, I firmly believe this. And thank you for the ice cream." Ohm put the wand into his right sleeve, took the novelty that he had never tasted before, and took a sip. .

So icy!So sweet!The mixed aroma of crushed hazelnuts and chocolate completely fills the mouth, and after swallowing, there is a strong fragrance of milk!

Is there such a delicious thing in the world?

"You should thank Harry, he said he would buy you one too." Hagrid waved his hand nonchalantly.

Harry was a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and took a bite of his raspberry sauce and crushed nut ice cream, and whispered: "Share good things with friends. This is what the teacher in school taught me."

After all, Ohm was the first person of his age besides Hagrid to stand up and protect himself.

"Ha..." Ohm could suppress the surging spiritual energy in his body, but he couldn't suppress the raised corners of his mouth.

He raised the ice cream towards Harry and said, "Thank you, Harry, my friend."

"Rubbert! Rubeus Hagrid!" Ollivander's surprised voice came. He trotted over and grabbed Hagrid's huge hand: "I'm so happy to see you again...Oak, sixteen inches long and a little bit curved, right?”

"Not bad, sir."

Ohm noticed that Hagrid suddenly became nervous.

Ollivander said with some nostalgia: "That was a really good wand... But I think they must have broken it when they fired you, right?"

At this moment, Ollivander's tone was as serious as Sister Malika's when she found out that Lani stayed up late at night and looked at the stars in front of the window.

"Ah, yes, they broke it..." Hagrid slowly said with his feet in boots the size of dolphins, and suddenly became happy again: "I still keep the broken wand!"

"But you must no longer 'use' it?" Mr. Ollivander asked eagerly.

"Of course, oh, of course, sir." Hagrid replied hurriedly.

Ohm and Harry looked at each other, both thinking of the pink umbrella Hagrid knocked open in Diagon Alley.

It was obvious where the broken wand was.

Ollivander glanced at Hagrid suspiciously and said to Harry: "Welcome to Ollivander's Wand Shop, Mr. Potter, it's nice to meet you. You are so much like your father, James." Yes, her eyes are exactly the same as Lily’s…and-ah, yes…”

The old man approached Harry and stretched out a long pale finger to gently push aside Harry's forehead hair, revealing the lightning-like scar.

Seeing those two moon-like eyes getting closer and closer, Harry shrank his neck nervously and felt like goosebumps were about to appear.

"...This is made of the wand I sold..." Ollivander said softly with an apologetic tone: "Thirteen and one-half inches long, yew wood. Powerful, very powerful, But I didn't expect that I would fall into the hands of the 'mysterious man'... and do such a thing... If I had known earlier..."

Ohm frowned slightly. This was the second time he heard the phrase "you know who" in just a few hours. This made him curious about this guy whose name was not even mentioned. .

While Ollivander was measuring Harry, Ohm asked Hagrid: "Hagrid, do you know who the mysterious man is? Why is everyone so afraid of him?"

Hagrid shuddered and said fearfully: "No, no! Ohm, I can tell you anything, except the name of the mysterious man!"

"Why fear a name, Hagrid? Hasn't he already been defeated by Harry? Could he jump out from under the chair and scare us?"

Ohm patted the bench where he was sitting and encouraged Hagrid: "Be brave. I believe that in this Diagon Alley full of wizards, no one can hurt us."

"Okay. Okay! You're a sharp-tongued little guy, I'm only going to say this this time." Hagrid stroked his beard uneasily and said, "His name is——"

The giant swallowed hard, but still couldn't say a word.

"It's on the lips, Hagrid! You can do it!" Ohm waved his fist to encourage Hagrid.

"His - his name is - Voldemort." Hagrid shuddered, trembling from the ends of his hair to the tip of his beard, "Don't force me to say this name again! In short... the mysterious man, he is very, very bad. A wizard who likes massacre, torture, and hearing the wails of lost life, and always leaves a mark after killing someone... Ohm, can you imagine? When you see a mysterious man's body floating above your home When it comes to the Dark Mark... you know what you'll see when you go in... That's everyone's biggest fear..."

Ohm imagined an evil-looking mark floating above Rodel Church. After pushing the door open and entering, he saw Sister Malika and her brothers and sisters lying in a pool of blood...

Spiritual energy surged, and this scene made Ohm's pupils bleed with blood, and his long hair twisted like a snake. He could understand why everyone was frightened when they mentioned Voldemort. The heart-wrenching feeling of powerlessness was really terrifying.

"It seems you have understood. Fortunately, the mysterious man has been eliminated by Harry, otherwise I am afraid we will never be able to sit here and buy wands leisurely."

Hagrid patted Ohm on the shoulder, and the low voice calmed Ohm down. He took a small bite of the ice cream and said to Hagrid: "Thank you for telling me this, Hagrid."

Hagrid shook his head, and a piece of dog biscuit flew out of his hair. The two of them watched in silence as Harry tried the wands one by one until the tip of one wand emitted a red light, accompanied by Looking at the stars splashing like fireworks, Ollivander finally nodded with satisfaction.

"Wonderful...it's so wonderful..." Ollivander stared into Harry's emerald eyes and whispered: "This wand...Mr. Potter...uses the same wand as the mysterious man's." The two tail feathers of a phoenix...and it was the brother of this wand that left you this scar..."

Harry felt horrified that his wand was the same as the one that killed his parents?He was a little unsure as to why Mr. Ollivander was telling him this.

He counted seven galleons from his pocket and handed them to Mr. Ollivander. Ollivander's bow sent the three of them out of the store.

Hagrid took the two young wizards to buy the medicinal materials needed for the Potions class first, and then helped Harry buy everything, and also bought Harry a birthday gift-a beautiful snowy owl.

"Happy birthday to you, Harry, and may God bless you. Please forgive me for not preparing a birthday gift for you." Ohm looked at the beautiful Snowy Owl carried by Harry with envy, which cost twelve galleons and five silver coins. Sickle also bought himself an active monkey-faced eagle to send letters to Mr. Ollivander.

"Maybe you can count it among this year's Christmas gifts?" Harry said half-jokingly. He didn't care about gifts. Friends were obviously more precious to him.

"I will remember it." Ohm nodded and said nothing more.

Next, Hagrid placed the bought Harry and his pile of strange packages in the Leaky Cauldron, entrusting Tom to help take care of them.Then he led Ohm around in Diagon Alley and came to a dark and damp narrow street.

"According to the rules, I can't bring you here, but..." Hagrid lowered his head and winked at Ohm, "I think you will keep the secret with me, right?"

"Of course, I promise not to miss a single letter." Om raised his right hand and swore, but his eyes were always looking at an old witch holding something that looked like a dead man's fingernail.

There are quite a few people here who cover themselves under black robes, and each one looks very mysterious. It belongs to the mysterious person wholesale center.

They shot out malicious looks from their dirty hoods, looked at Ohm's young body unscrupulously, and licked their lips with disgusting pustular tongues, as if they were about to pounce on Ohm and eat him.

Hagrid clenched his fists, stood up and looked around, glaring back at each of them. When he saw these "mysterious people" looking away in fear, he snorted from his nose, grabbed Ohm's shoulders and walked forward. .

A shriveled hand suddenly poked out of the air and grabbed the money bag in Om's arms.

This is a pickpocket who cast the Disguise Spell!

Hagrid's eyes narrowed, and he was about to raise his hand, but Om reacted faster. With a shake of his right hand, the black metal wand slid directly into his palm.

Want to touch my Om Grande Messiah money?

dream! ! !

At this moment, a spell appeared in Ohm's mind.

"Bomb blast!"

Ohm roared instinctively, and a fluorescent blue light bullet shot out, hitting the outstretched palm of the desperate thief directly.

With a muffled sound, the unlucky pickpocket's entire arm was blown to pieces, flew backwards, and smashed directly into the window of a black magic material store.

"Merlin's briefs! Ohm! What have you done?!" Hagrid pulled at his beard in disbelief.

When did a young Muggle-born wizard master such a powerful spell?