Harry Potter: Glory of the King

Fortunately, even though the fireball was ejected, Ona could feel that the intensity was not too great—probably because his own magic power was not too powerful! The fireball hit the wall and made a loud explosion, but the wall seemed to be protected by magic, leaving only a black mark, and the scattered flame ignited a part of the carton.

Ollivander drew out his wand subconsciously: "Aguamenti (clear water like a spring)!" He saw a stream of water spout from the tip of his wand, easily extinguishing the flames of the paper boxes. He breathed a sigh of relief-these paper boxes It was the empty carton he had just thrown over there, and the wands in it were now piled on the bench like a hill.

"It's amazing!" Ollivander put away his wand and stared at the wand in Ona's hand. "It's amazing!"

Ona said sorry: "I'm causing you trouble!"

"No, no, it doesn't matter," Ollivander began to smile, "What was it just now? Fireball? How did you do it?!"

"What fireball technique?" Ona knew it well, but he refused to admit it. "I just got my wand, I can't do any magic."

"It's amazing." Ollivander was noncommittal. "What are the light particles just now? Where did they come from? Also, we usually use flame spells, fireballs-this is what the former wizards like to use. And it’s normally a small fireball, but just five fireballs! It’s more like a burst of fireballs, but a burst of fireballs also send fireballs one by one, five at once?!" Ollivander shook his head, "Craf Sir, you really opened my eyes."

"Perhaps the reason for the wand?" Ona held up his wand, feeling like an arm.

"Wait a minute." Ollivander suddenly remembered something. He walked to the window and picked up the faded purple cushion, then found a button, opened it, and there was a piece of very old parchment inside.

"I seem to know." Ollivander sighed. "Strictly speaking, this wand was not made by us-it was discovered by us."

"What do you mean?" Ona asked with a frown.

"According to the record," Ollivander carefully discerned the writing on the parchment. "This magic wand came from the far east. It has always been like this. It is said that it was split into this shape by lightning."

"Lightning strikes the wood!?" The word flashed across Ona's mind.

"What is the body?" Ollivander continued to read. "According to various comparisons at the time, it is suspected to be peach wood. As for the core of the rod, it is said that it is an animal similar to a large snake. It was struck by lightning at that time and was hit by fire. Burned out, the animal’s meridians and the remaining wood were completely fused together, and finally formed. It was an old man who rode a cow and brought it all the way from the east. Then one day he and the cow were gone. The wood left is not so much a magic wand as a memorial."

When Ona heard this, his heart was shocked-did this thing fail to overcome the catastrophe? And the one who rode the bull out of Xiguan is Lao Tzu? Keke, is it Li Er? Calculating the time is really worth it...

Ollivander was a little embarrassed. He had watched this wood put in the shop window since he was a child. No one had ever thought that it was not a magic wand. If he hadn’t remembered his father’s death, he had explained that it would be used in the shop window one day. Things, remember to look at the note in the mat, he had forgotten it a long time ago. "But there are really people who can use it as a magic wand!"

"The price...?" Ona suddenly remembered this matter. Because of his empiricism, Wang Jin kept the same after paying the price of Glory's wand—it seems that the seven gallons are the standard price. Seven Gallons are here on Ona...

"I don't know." Ollivander couldn't laugh or cry. "Although it has a long history, it is more like it is placed in our place... If you really want a price, then 7 gallons."

Ona silently handed the gold coin in his pocket to Ollivander, and then let the other party help pack the wand.

"It's too early, looking forward to your magic wand performance in the future." Ollivander handed the wand over, then bowed and sent Ona out of the shop.

When everyone was about to leave Diagon Alley, the sun was about to set-after all, it took a lot of time to make the robe. At noon, they had lunch at the Broke Cauldron Bar, which is a little hard to say.

"Okay, gentlemen and ladies." Hagrid got on his motorcycle. Wang Jin and William came over and stopped the car early. The big and small bags were all in the trunk. The most troublesome thing was the bird in Harry's hand. Fortunately, Ona had anticipated that she had bought a custom-made bird cage cover from Mrs. Morkin in advance. Hedwig still liked this cover quite a bit, leaving a few ventilation holes, but if you don’t get close to the outside, you won’t be able to see it. Go inside. "Let's leave it alone. Are you okay, Harry? You didn't say a word."

"Everyone thinks I'm special," Harry said, seeing Hagrid leaving, and he didn't care about anything. "Those people in the Broken Cauldron Bar," he glanced back, "Professor Quirrell, Ollie Mr. Fande...but I don’t know anything about magic. How can they expect me to accomplish great things? I’m famous, but I don’t even remember the things that made me famous. In Fu-I'm sorry-I mean On the night my parents died, I didn’t even know what happened."

Hagrid’s tousled beard and eyebrows showed a kind smile: "Don’t worry, Harry. You will learn it soon. At Hogwarts, everyone starts from the basics. You will be good. Get up. I know it’s hard for you. You’ve been alone-but you have made three good friends now. You will be very happy at Hogwarts, like me-to be honest- It was and is very happy. Oh! I almost forgot about the running Goreman." Hagrid patted his head, took out three envelopes from his pocket, and handed them to Harry: "This is where you go to Huo The tickets for Gwarts are on September 1st-King's Cross Station. By the way, if Harry is bullied by the Dursleys, just write a letter for Hedwig to send it to me, it knows See me somewhere, see you next time, Harry! And everyone!"

Hagrid started the motorcycle and disappeared into the traffic.

With the same allocation as in the morning, the two cars returned to Wang Jin's house. After dinner together, Hermione and her parents went back—they had to sort out what they had purchased today.

Here, Ona and Harry are also sorting out today’s gains. Mamahaha looked at his home for a day, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. When Hedwig saw Mamahaha, the enthusiasm in her eyes almost turned Mama. Haha scared away. Mamaha is an eagle and has excellent eyesight during the day. Normal eagles can’t be seen at night, but Mamaha is a condor after all, so although his night vision is not as good as daytime, it is similar to an ordinary owl. As for the owl, it has daytime vision. Poor, good eyesight at night. In fact, Hedwig should have been afraid of the huge Mahaha, but the breath of Mahaha made Hedwig very fond of it.