Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

Eleventh year after time travel, June.

The weather in London is like this. Even though it is early summer, it is still drizzling.

The sky over Diagon Alley was gloomy, with leaden dark clouds hanging low.

A young boy with black hair and silver eyes was sitting behind the counter of Ollivander's Wand Shop, holding a Muggle newspaper in his hand.

The boy's face is not as angular as that of Europeans, nor does it have such deep-set eye sockets, but the bridge of his nose is the same high and straight. Compared with the traditional British appearance, it adds a bit of softness unique to the Chinese.

Glenn, who started as an old man, did not expect that eleven years later, not to mention the obvious magic riot, he had not even been able to show even a little bit of magic talent.

As for the legendary system father, there is no news. After all these years, if he could come, he would have come long ago.

Obviously, there is not much time left for him.

In another month, when the fat chickens with round faces will fly into the homes of ordinary people carrying parchment letters one after another.

Him, Glenn Ollivander.

About to become the first Squib of the Ollivander family in 24 centuries.

When he thought of this cruel reality, Glenn's heart exploded.

It’s not because I can’t go to Hogwarts. In fact, it’s good to collect rent and buy a Rolex to shoot short videos.

It's just magic, how can it compare to the simple and unpretentious life of a rich person?

The main thing is, who can withstand such a highly anticipated moment of social death?

"Is it the only one among the vast army of people who have traveled thousands of miles to die in society..." Glenn couldn't help but sigh while stroking his forehead.

"Dingling~"

The wind chime hanging on the door of the store rang, and someone pushed the door open and walked in.

"Hello, welcome to Ollivander's Wand Shop."

Glenn folded the newspaper in his hand flatly, placed it gently on the spotless counter, and dusted off a handful of non-existent dust before raising his head.

The moment he raised his head, he met a pair of azure eyes hidden behind half-moon lenses.

Albus Dumbledore was looking at him kindly, with his trademark gentle smile on his face.

"Hello, dear Ge..."

A light blue light screen with a sense of future technology appeared out of thin air in Glenn's sight without warning.

On the light screen, several lines of small characters flashed.

System activation.

The core character Albus Dumbledore has a friendship level of 1 and an exchange currency of 100

Achieved the milestone [Golden Legend Smile]

award:

Ollivander Family Magical Bloodline (Progress: 100%)

Before Glenn could come to his senses, as if a huge boulder had fallen into a calm lake, a huge wave of magic rippled out in circles, sweeping through the small wand shop.

The slender cartons stacked neatly on the shiny and new shelves were pulled by invisible forces and gradually began to tremble.

One by one, the wands jumped out of the carton, spinning and floating in the air, making a faint buzzing sound.

Magical riot, so magical.

That scene was just like the vision of heaven and earth in the novel where divine soldiers were born and thousands of swords surrendered.

However, the magical aura emitted by these wands is not surrender, but more like bursts of joy.

The magic riot appeared very suddenly, forcibly interrupting Dumbledore's first greeting since his appearance.

The old principal was well-informed and did not show any surprise. Instead, he looked at the scene in front of him with a smile. He did not continue to speak until the vision gradually subsided.

He looked at old Ollivander coming out of the studio.

"Like I said, Garrick," he winked, "there's nothing to worry about..."

Dumbledore's voice was interrupted again.

The waves previously emitted by the wands that had fallen back into the box merged into one force and swept into Glenn's mind.

The majestic magic power was like an enlightenment, impacting the young man who had not yet recovered his senses.

Glenn only had time to glance at the messy wand shop, and then his vision went dark, and with a "plop", he fell straight on his back.

In the silence, Dumbledore and Ollivander, who were confused, looked at each other, and a crow floated past with six black spots.

Dumbledore opened his mouth but said nothing.

Ollivander family home, bedroom.

Glenn opened his eyes suddenly and sat up.

"It's terrible..." he murmured.

"What's so scary, kid?" Dumbledore returned to his image of a smiling and kindly grandfather, and looked at Glenn with interest, "Are you talking about magic riots?"

"No..." Glenn shook his head with dull eyes.

Dumbledore, who finally finished his sentence, said to the concerned old Ollivander next to him without asking further questions.

"It should be okay now, Garrick."

"Thank you, Albus." Grandfather nodded and thanked Dumbledore.

Dumbledore kept smiling and shook his head.

"There is nothing to thank. As I told you before, the Book of Admission and the Pen of Acceptance have never made mistakes since the establishment of Hogwarts. Since little Glenn's name appears there, it means that he cannot

It's a squib."

"But if you hadn't invited me here, I wouldn't have seen such a magical riot scene." He looked at Glenn with interest and continued, "The wand resonates. It seems that this child will become Ollivander.

The best inheritor of the family."

"I hope so." The worry on old Ollivander's face disappeared, revealing a satisfied smile.

"Let the child have a good rest. I will go back to Hogwarts first." Dumbledore prepared to leave.

"Okay," Ollivander nodded and stood up to see him off. As if he suddenly remembered something, he frowned and asked softly, "It's been ten years. Isn't there still no news about Caradoc?"

"I'm afraid the odds are against us..." Dumbledore sighed, "The secrets of Merlin's time are not simple..."

The two old men walked away while talking, leaving only Glenn who had just regained consciousness.

Blue light screen, magic riot.

It is really difficult to digest this huge amount of information.

"System?" He tried calling in his mind.

There was no crazy temptation like Spider-Man spinning out spider silk, and the light screen appeared before his eyes again.

The translucent light screen does not block the line of sight and looks like the holographic computer screen in the Iron Man movie.

In the upper left corner, there is a line of ordinary small words - "System v1.0"

"It doesn't even have a name, is it so careless?" Glenn complained secretly.

The system is very simple, with no fancy decorations and only five options.

"Character Card", "Friendliness", "Skills", "Milestones", "Mall"

Glenn recited the character card silently, the options flashed, and the screen switched instantly.

"Glenn Ollivander"

"Albus Dumbledore"

"Garrick Ollivander"

Dumbledore's character card shines with luxurious golden light, making people unable to help but click on it to find out.

Albus Dumbledore

Level: Golden Legend

Lineage: Dumbledore family lineage (a)

Charms: lv.max

Transfiguration: lv.???

Black magic:lv.max

Special Abilities: Phoenix Affinity, Wandless Spellcasting, Grandmaster Legilimency, Master Alchemy, Master Rune Mastery

Special Item: Elder Wand (Elder Wand)