Chinese students at Hogwarts

Zhang Xiao stood in the bustling street, looking around at the glorious scenes, and his heart was filled with an unspeakable shock.

Although his parents had revealed to him the existence of Taoist gates and the magical world, the moment the brick wall opened at the entrance.

It was as if a heavy door opened in his heart, and a living magical world unfolded in front of him.

It's so real, so tangible!

The nearest store is a store that sells crucibles. Pots of various sizes and shapes are piled up in a pile like acrobatics, swaying but not falling over.

A chubby woman walked out of the pharmacy, carefully holding a delicate crystal bottle in her hand, which contained a small piece of something like liver.

When passing by, I could still hear her muttering: "The price of dragon liver has increased, so the price of my potion must also increase."

The front of the Broomstick store always attracts the attention of children. A group of children lie in front of the window, staring at the shining Nimbus 2000 inside, and exchanging opinions with each other.

On the signboard of a ready-to-wear store, a large pair of scissors clicked the air boredly, while other display windows were filled with baskets of bat spleens and eel eyeballs, stacks of spell books, quills, rolls of parchment, and medicine. bottle, lunar instrument.

The street was crowded with people, and Zhang Xiao compared it in his mind with Diagon Alley in Universal Studios.

Hmm. There is no comparison.

Zhang Xiao pointed to a slightly crooked snow-white building not far away and asked:

"Dad, is that the Gringotts you're talking about? Are we going to withdraw money?"

Zhang Chengdao smiled and shook his head. He took out a small delicate cloth bag from somewhere and shook it in front of him:

"You don't have to go. If you want to see the fairies, you can go for a walk. I changed some money when I first came here, and it's all here."

He opened the bag and put his hand in. Zhang Xiao looked at it in surprise. Although the bag was only as big as a palm, half of his father's arm was just stuffed into it.

When he took his hand out again, there were several coins of different colors in his palm.

"The conversion relationship between Nat, Xi Ke and Jin Gallon is not complicated. This is the Qiankun Bag.

It is also a very rare thing in Taoism. Well, this is a school gift from your parents. "

Zhang Xiao took the small bag in a daze, not knowing where to put it. Of course he knew how valuable this thing was.

There are similar things in the wizarding world, such as Newt's box, the tent in the Goblet of Fire, Hermione's beaded bag, etc.

But Newt’s box is almost an heirloom-level magic prop, the only one in the entire magical world!

Although the Traceless Stretch Spell is an advanced spell, many wizards can still use it. The difficulty is the combination of the Constant Traceless Stretch Spell and other spells, as well as the constant spell.

Moreover, according to previous speculations, the difficulty of the Traceless Stretch Spell is related to the size of the space. The smaller the space, the more difficult it is for things such as handbags and pockets, which are even more difficult to achieve.

Li Qingshu looked at her son who didn't know where to put it, and smiled and hung it on his waist for him:

"Just hang it up. There are some arrangements on it, mainly for fixing and anti-theft techniques. It's very safe."

Zhang Chengdao snapped his fingers in a very Western manner:

"There are still a lot of things to buy. Let's go separately. Wife, you go buy your son's teaching materials and other tools. By the way! You want the best! I'll take him to buy a wand."

Zhang Xiao said hurriedly:

"No, no, just ordinary."

Zhang Chengdao shook his head and said solemnly:

"Respect Luo Yi first before respecting others. The current atmosphere in the magic world is not good. There are a group of people who look down on this and that, but they still have the right to speak. It's very annoying.

These foreign objects can save you a lot of trouble, besides"

Zhang Chengdao patted his son on the shoulder and sighed.

"We have so much money that we don't even know how to spend it. It's a good idea to be a prodigal. I also put five thousand Galleons in your bag. It will be your pocket money for this semester!"

5,000 galleons? ? Pocket money for a semester? ?

Zhang Xiao gasped, is the Taoist sect so arrogant? 5,000 Galleons was enough to live on for the Weasley family for several years.

But think about it, as Longhushan, a super wealthy family that has been passed down for thousands of years, it would be strange if they don’t have money.

Zhang Xiao followed his father to Ollivanders. As another famous place in the novel, Ollivanders' wand shop has a facade that is not commensurate with its reputation.

It looked small and shabby, and the gold-lettered sign on the door had peeled off, and it read: Ollivanders: Making Fine Wands Since 382 BC. (Note 1)

In the dusty window, a solitary wand sat on a faded purple cushion.

As they entered the store, a jingling bell came from somewhere at the back of the store. The shop is very small, with nothing else but a bench.

But the whole store seemed to have been hit by a storm, with many long boxes scattered everywhere. An old man was slowly picking up the box on the ground and gently wiping it clean, like a rare treasure.

"Ah, welcome!" The old man put down the box in his hand with a gentle smile on his face. His eyes were as bright as the bright moon.

“I just received a very picky guest and made it a bit messy.

While it's possible to use magic, I've always felt that it would make wands feel disrespectful to them. "

Ollivander approached Zhang Xiao and looked at him hard with his big silver eyes.

"An unknown guest, okay, let's get started."

He took out a long tape measure with silver scales from his pocket. "Which arm do you use your wand with?"

Zhang Xiao raised his right hand

"Lift your arms. Okay." First measure from your shoulders to your fingertips, then from your wrists to your elbows, your shoulders to the floor, your knees to your armpits, and finally your head circumference. He measured it and said:

"Every Ollivander wand is unique. Not only does the wizard choose the wand, the wand also chooses its owner, just like the picky little guest before."

Ollivander said this and suddenly stopped talking, but his face still had an expression of aftertaste and surprise.

Zhang Xiao knew that he should be talking about Harry's iron-headed boy, but he didn't really care.

After the sizes were determined, Zhang Chengdao, who was waiting aside, suddenly took a step forward, interrupted Ollivander's search for the wand, and said with a smile:

"Hello, I would like you to customize a wand for my son, using the materials we provide." (Note 2)

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Note 1: I personally have doubts about this time point. Apart from the pyramids, the oldest wizard to appear is the despicable Herbo, who was around 100 BC. The oldest of the 28 pure-blood families are the Gaunt family and the Black family in the Middle Ages. It was almost like 800 AD, during which the concept of a sophisticated wand was not mentioned.

The Elder Wand first appeared around 1200. After checking the relevant information, I found that Ollivander's introduction stated that "he firmly believes that his ancestors came from Greece." This means that there are no relevant texts or historical materials to record that their family has a history of more than 2,300 years. I seriously suspect that Aunt Rowling might have just randomly picked it up for a while when she was writing the first book, without thinking too much about it.

Note 2: Ollivander can customize the wand and you can bring your own materials. This information comes from "Hogwarts Legacy". Aunt Rowling did not directly participate in the production, but the details and plot have been communicated to her, so it should be considered semi-official. set up.

Note 3: This article tries to respect the original work and Aunt Rowling as much as possible. It is a second creation by a fan. To slander or maliciously change the character is to treat the original work and the author as much as picking up the bowl to eat and putting down the bowl to curse.