The Existence of Harry Potter

4831, well, after reading this chapter, you will understand why I said that the second volume will end this week.

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Five days passed in a blink of an eye, and Askuiyo came to get his wand.

"Although I can't say it's the best work I've ever made since I made a stick, it's still a top grade, and it won't be much inferior to the one you took away."

Taking the wand handed over by Ollivander, Ask put it in front of his nose and sniffed it. The smell of varnish attached to the wand body had not faded, indicating that the wand was very fresh. , After grinding, it is round and smooth, like one body. Aside from the lack of that long-held, palm-to-hand lubricating feel, this wand is no worse than any wand in Ollivander's wand shop in terms of appearance alone.

"Professionals are different."

Asker made no secret of his admiration. He knew his own affairs. He would never achieve such an effect. This is not a skill that can be mastered by reading a few books. According to Asker's plan, he has been tinkering with it for seven or eight years, and it is estimated that he can make a wand that is a little worse than the current one. Maybe it will be more applicable, but it has taken too long.

"Thank you for your hard work, this is the reward."

Asker grabbed a handful of Galleons from his pocket and put it on the table, Ollivander didn't even look at the money, his silver eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance.

"Before I was wondering why you didn't make your own wand, but now I understand."

"What do you unserstand?"

"You must have no money with you at that time."

Ollivander smiled slightly, then grabbed the money and put it in the drawer, turned around and walked slowly towards the wand shelf, ignoring Asker.

"Again, I only spoke half of it..."

Asker whispered, put away his wand, and asked Ollivander: "By the way, who is the owner of the wand I took from you? I'm going to find him and return the wand. Give it to him, I've got my own wand now anyway."

"I'm afraid I can't answer your question."

Ollivander put on his glasses, pulled out a piece of wood and looked at it carefully, "Actually, after you took away the wand last year, I went to check the records, but the book was gnawed by mice, and there were more than a dozen pages to varying degrees. It's been damaged..." Ollivander basically meant who this wand belonged to, and it was impossible to verify.

"You still have mice here?"

Ask looked around in surprise. Of course, he didn't see any mice. He just thought that there would be no mice in a place like the wand shop. Because this industry has special requirements for the environment, no one wants to worry about it. Mice gnawed on hard-crafted wands, or expensive materials turned into rat teeth.

"A guinea pig escaped in the Magical-Menagerie, and they chased after me with a big **** cat until they found the mouse." Ollivander sighed, losing for no reason. Some things, although worthless, are still a little depressing.

"That cat seems to be very powerful."

Asker didn't seem to grasp the point of the matter at all. He touched his chin, his eyes lit up, he said hello to Ollivander casually, and left the wand shop. Going out, Ask didn't hesitate at all, and went straight to the magical zoo that Ollivander said. Although the name of this store is Magic Zoo, it is not a zoo in a broad sense. It is just a pet store that sells some pets and ancillary products.

If there is anything special about this store, it may be that they don't sell ordinary pets, such as the guinea pig, who was able to sneak into Ollivander's wand shop without being noticed until Ollivander accidentally checked the records and found the store. There are mice in it, this kind of guinea pig will be a common product?

Pushing the door open, Ask only felt that the pet store seemed to be boiling, all kinds of pets, whether you knew it or not, whether you had seen it or not, kept barking like a dead mother. Almost burst my eardrums.

After experiencing the initial surprise, Ask calmly took out the earplugs from his pocket to plug his ears, then walked around the pet store, and finally found the salesperson with a cage containing a **** cat.

Asker gestured to the earplugs in his ears, the young salesman nodded, quickly wrote the price on the paper and held it up for Asker to see.

This cat is cheaper than Asker's imagination, which is beyond Asker's expectations, because the cat that can catch the sneak rat is definitely not an ordinary cat, in any case, it has to double the current price. right.

After paying, the salesperson seemed to remember something, took out a nameplate from the drawer at the front desk and handed it to Ask.

Taking the nameplate, Asker checked it a little. It was an iron plate with a chain on it, with a cat's head on it, and a word like a name below it.

"K...Lu...Ke..." Ask looked at the cat he just bought. Judging from its coat color, body shape and other characteristics, the cat looked like a Persian longhair cat, "Crookshanks...the name is really long, and the It's not as easy as Keke."

"..."

The cat lying in the cage raised its head, the flat face that looked like the first face at birth was really impressive, the cat seemed to have just found out that it had been bought by someone, raised its head and glanced at it. Glancing at Asker, he continued to bury his head in a deep sleep.

"It's honest, very good."

Asker was very satisfied with the cat's performance. Because the earplugs were still there, he didn't hear the friendly reminder from the salesperson.

When the thing arrived, Asker immediately left the pet shop. There was nothing to say. Asker, who couldn't use the fireplace network with the cat, had to go to Hermione's house in a Muggle way.

It's not that there is no other way, it's just that the knight bus is so fast~www.NovelMTL.com~ so fast that your eyes can't enjoy the scenery along the way.

Life is like a trip. What we care about is not the destination, but the scenery and the mood of seeing the scenery.

If you can't even see the scenery, what's the point of life?

Muggle transportation is quite convenient. It only took less than half a day to get from London to Hermione's house.

The last time I came here seems to have been three or four months ago. At that time it was summer and it was raining, but now it is cold winter with heavy snow.

In a blink of an eye, a semester has passed, and a lot has happened, and it is precisely because of so many things that Ask doesn't get bored.

Although Asker hopes that there will be more interesting things happening in the next semester, he is also very clear that enough things have been tossed out this semester. Comparing last year, basically, what happened in two years was compressed into one semester, which was completely beyond Dumbledore's control and did not achieve the effect he wanted.

Therefore, it is unrealistic to want to continue to be so happy in the second half of the semester. According to Asker's estimation, the second half of the semester is estimated to be dominated by the struggle between the colleges, which may be a bit interesting, but there is no dangerous stimulation. This kind of thing is like playing a house, and it is not fun.

Since there is nothing else to disturb in the past six months, Ask can also concentrate on a skill he was studying before, how to use the magic spell with two or even more.

Hmm, at the same time, a wizard can only cast one spell with one wand. Asker's goal is to cast four spells with four wands at the same time.

Having a goal is always a good thing.