Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

When Glenn woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day, and the sun was already setting in the west.

He hesitated for a moment, did not open the system page, just washed up casually, and went directly to the wand shop.

There was a new student in the shop who was selecting a suitable wand, and the elder Ollivander already had three or four opened cartons piled on his hands.

"Another picky guest?" Glenn asked.

The little wizard who was doing the test turned to look at him, and unexpectedly the wand broke out of his hand, tapped his head lightly, and jumped back into the carton.

The expressions of both grandfather and grandson became a little strange.

"We have received strict training. No matter how funny it is, we will not laugh unless we can't help it." A line from the movie jumped into Glenn's mind, making him almost break his guard.

The boy who had his head knocked was not angry. He smiled innocently and touched the place where he was physically attacked by the wand.

Seeing his face, Glenn felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember his name.

This feeling of déjà vu is the most uncomfortable, making people feel like they have whetted their appetite.

Suddenly, a piece of information appeared in my mind out of thin air.

Marcus Belby, half-blood, wand: None

Father Daniel Belby, wand: thirteen inches, pine, phoenix tail feathers.

Uncle Damocles Belby, wand: eleven inches, hawthorn, unicorn tail hair.

When the information first appeared, Glenn was still a bit unresponsive. It was not until the name Damocles Belby appeared that he suddenly realized it.

It turns out that this tall and lanky boy is a character who appeared for a few minutes in "Half-Blood Prince", a member of the Slug Club who was shown off by Slughorn with his face-changing skills.

His uncle is the famous potion master and the inventor of Wolfsbane potion, the gospel of werewolf professor Remus Lupin.

"Is this the special ability of face recognition?" Glenn glanced at his mouth and thought to himself, "It seems a bit useless..."

Marcos Belby continues to test.

For some reason, this poor little boy seemed to be incompatible with the wand. Until the cartons were piled up on the counter, he couldn't find a suitable wand.

If Glenn's special ability is wand affinity, then I'm afraid this guy should be considered wand repulsion.

The old Ollivander quickly shuttled back and forth between the shelves, showing agility that should not be expected at this age.

"It's amazing..." he said to himself enthusiastically, "I haven't met such an interesting guest in many years!"

Glenn shrugged, cleaned up the mess on the counter, carefully wiped off the fingerprints on the wand with a silk cloth, and put it back in the carton.

The two father and son seemed a little embarrassed, standing there at a loss. Marcus Belby raised his left arm, not knowing whether he should put it down.

"Don't be nervous, my grandfather has such a character." He said to the bewildered little wizard calmly.

"Thank you..." The little poor girl relaxed her arms and whispered her thanks.

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Side character, Marcus Belby, friendliness 1, exchange currency 5

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Glenn resisted the urge to roll his eyes and nodded at him with a smile.

5 exchange coins, there’s a hammer for you! What’s wrong with the secondary set? Does the secondary set deserve to be so insignificant?

Outside the floor-to-ceiling display window, a girl in a red dress was watching the scene in the store with great interest. She had probably watched the complete set of scenes of the actor's social death.

Glenn seemed to notice something. He looked out the window and saw the smiling girl.

This girl looks to be only eleven or twelve years old, with amazing charm in every gesture, and a delicate and pretty face with a charm that should not be seen at this age. Or should it be called, coquettish.

A pair of deep amber almond eyes are as bright as stars, capturing the soul.

The temperament exuded is not vulgar, but rather a noble and graceful one.

In terms of looks alone, neither the real Qiu Zhang, whom I saw yesterday, nor the lolita version of Emma Watson in the movie, are as capable as this girl.

When the charming girl saw Glenn turning his head, she stopped stopping and opened the door openly and walked into the store.

By coincidence, just as she turned around, poor Marcus Belby finally found the right wand.

The blackthorn wood wand containing the dragon's heartstrings bloomed with a faint blue light, turning into spots of light, hovering around him.

Brother Long Tao breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had been granted amnesty, paid the money with great gratitude, and hurried away with his father.

Only then did old Ollivander notice the girl in a red dress who walked in at some unknown time.

"Oh! Good afternoon! I know I'll see you soon..."

The habitual opening sentence suddenly came to a sudden stop, and old Ollivander was stunned on the spot. In his memory, he could not find any information about this girl. This was a situation that had never happened before, even if

He was a young wizard of Muggle origin, and he could tell that at a glance.

The girl burst into laughter, and in that moment she was filled with emotions.

Glenn subconsciously muttered facial recognition, but as expected there was no response.

"My name is Morgana," the girl said. "Morgana Arthur is an orphan. This is the name I chose myself."

Morgana and King Arthur are all legendary figures in the Age of Merlin...

Glenn opened the system interface with strong curiosity and called up the character card function.

Morgana Arthur

Level: Blue Normal

Lineage: Unknown lineage(?)

Charms: lv.1

Transfiguration:lv.1

Black magic:lv.1

Special abilities: unknown

Special Item: Unknown

Glenn was puzzled for a while. Is this system broken? How come there is so much unknown information.

But what is certain is that there must be some great power hidden in this mysterious girl.

The old Ollivander came to her senses with her professionalism and did not worry about the special situation. She asked Glenn to help her measure her body data.

The girl shook her head and said in an innocent and sweet girlish voice: "Thank you, Mr. Ollivander, but I really like that wand. Can I give it a try?"

The wand master was stunned again, then nodded and took out the wand pointed by the girl.

That was the penultimate wand that I just tested.

"Eleven inches, yew, with the hair of a enchantress..." Old Ollivander said, "This is the last work of my father before his death. I personally don't like this sensitive and willful core material.

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The girl kept a polite smile, thanked her, took the wand, and waved it gently.

A gentle breeze blew by, and a group of small, indistinct birds flew out from the tip of the stick and quickly circled in the shop, making a gentle chirping sound.

The girl sounded bursts of ethereal music out of thin air, but she couldn't tell what kind of musical instrument it was playing. A light fragrance was emitted along with the music, not only the fragrance of flowers, but also mixed with the unique fresh smell of the forest.