Harry potter catastrophe

Two days later in the morning, Professor McGonagall led Carney to the Broken Ax Bar. The Broken Ax Bar was located between a bookstore and a record store. They had visited this street before, and even went to the bookstore to buy books.

, but I never noticed that there was a shabby little bar next to him.

Pedestrians passing by seemed unable to see the bar, as if it didn't exist.

"This place is protected by a spell, and Muggles cannot find a place to see it." Professor McGonagall explained that she already understood the meaning of the word Muggle during the chat the night before.

Opening the door, I couldn't praise the environment here. There weren't many people inside. It was probably still early morning. I followed Professor McGonagall to the bar. The professor greeted the bar owner.

"Good morning, Mr. Tom!"

"Good morning! There are so many students this year," the bar owner replied, wiping his wine glass.

Then we walked through the bar and came to a small patio surrounded by walls. There was only a trash can leaning against the wall.

"Mr. Stern, you need to remember next, three pieces up and two pieces across."

She tapped her wand three times on the wall at the exact spot she just mentioned.

The brick at the struck location shook and began to move, and slowly a passage opened up in the middle.

Before leaving the passage, I heard the bustle of various voices.

"Is this Diagon Alley? Where are we going now?" Carney looked around with wide eyes. It was the school season in Diagon Alley and people were coming and going on the streets.

"Go to Gringotts first and exchange Muggle currency for wizard currency."

"Where is Gringotts?"

"We're already here and it's the biggest building here."

Gringotts is a snow-white building that stands high above the surrounding buildings. There are four thick pillars outside, well, they are slanted.

The fairies in it also have distinctive looks and personalities. They are not tall, shorter than Carney, with pointed ears and long noses.

After changing enough gold galleons, the two of them separated. Professor McGonagall went to buy books and crucibles, while Carney went to buy uniforms and wands, and first came to Madam Malkin's Robe Shop.

"Are you here to buy Hogwarts uniforms? This is the best!" A fat witch walked up, probably Mrs. Malkin.

"Yes, are there any ready-made ones? I'm talking about the first-grade ones. If there are, just get the ready-made ones," Carney said. It is of course best to have ready-made ones. It also saves the step of measuring the size. No matter if it is long or

If it's short, just wear it.

"Oh, of course, but it may not fit so well." Madam Malkin dug out several sets of wizard robes, all of different sizes.

"That's all I need. Can you wrap it up?"

"certainly."

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Carrying the bag, I left the robe shop and followed Professor McGonagall's instructions and arrived at Ollivander's.

When I opened the door and walked in, I saw an old man writing something with a quill at the front desk. I heard the door open and looked over.

"Hello, I'm here to buy a wand."

"Oh, a new student at Hogwarts." The old man left the front desk, walked over and stared at Carney and said, "So you are?"

"My name is Carney Strand."

"So Mr. Stern, which hand do you prefer?" The old man took out a treasure from his pocket. Well, it was just a tape measure.

"Right hand."

"Stretch out your arm, I have to measure you."

From shoulders to fingertips, from wrists to elbows, then from shoulders to floor, knees to armpits, and finally head circumference. He measured while saying: "Every Ollivander wand contains super powerful magical substances."

, that's the essence of it, Mr. Strang. We use unicorn hair, phoenix tail feathers and dragon nerves. Every Ollivander wand is unique because no two are exactly the same.

Unicorn, dragon or phoenix. Of course, if you use a wand that belongs to another wizard, it will never have such a good effect."

"Okay, let's take a look..." After measuring, he flipped through the shelves, "Try this one. Made of hawthorn wood and unicorn hair. It's eight inches long and has good elasticity."

The wand has a handle. Carney doesn't like this style because he feels that the whole wand feels downgraded if it has a handle. When you hold the wand in your hand, you just feel, just feel, just feel nothing.

Didn't feel it.

"Swing." The old man said to him.

Carney swung at the wall, fearing he would hit something. But nothing happened.

"No, no, no." The old man took back the one and pulled out another one, "Made of ebony and phoenix tail feathers. Seven inches, very elastic."

Carney took this one and looked at it carefully. Well, this one has no handle and is smooth overall. The weight of the head and tail is not much different. The grain of the wood is also very suitable for my taste. It is very elastic. It should be no problem to spin it. Hold it in

It doesn't feel much in the hand, but it's definitely more comfortable than one with a handle.

Thinking that I need to give some reaction this time, I looked at the stool on the side to see if I could make it float, and waved my magic wand.

The stool really slowly floated up and moved according to the point of the wand.

"Yes, that's it. It's really weird." The old man frowned. He had a clear view of Carney's expression just now. He took back the wand and looked at it carefully. He found nothing, but when he wanted to put the magic power into it

, cast magic, but there was no response. "Strange, really strange. Try this again, made of Dong Qingmu and phoenix tail feathers, eleven and a half inches long." He took out another wand.

It’s also a handle, so even if I wave it around, it will have no effect.

"I think it's the one just now!" Carney said as he looked at him and turned around again.

"Try another one, this one, made of yew and dragon sinew, nine and a half inches long."

This one had no handle, and he had no feeling when he held it, but he felt that this one was a bit thicker and not as thin as the previous one. He waved it at the stool, but there was no response.

At this time, Professor McGonagall finished shopping and found Carney at Ollivander's. "Good morning, Mr. Ollivander, have you chosen your wand?"

"You've chosen, this is it." Carney took back the one that successfully used magic before.

"Okay, seven gold galleons." Ollivander said helplessly, and he was going to try a few more.

He looked at Carney's fading figure and paused, not knowing what he was thinking...