Harry Potter Raven's Claw

Happy time always passes quickly, and it will soon be the day you made an appointment with Penelo.

Franklin finally learned the magical mantra. Although the release speed was very slow and the invisibility effect was not good, he was still very happy.

After sending fifteen letters to Harry but not receiving any reply, the Weasley brothers could no longer help but decide to go to Harry's house tonight. They also asked Mike and Franklin if they would go, but were rejected by Mike again.

Mike decided to make a fuss and try not to deal with the savior Harry from now on, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the old bee Dumbledore. Franklin seemed to want to go, and Mike slapped his forehead before giving up.

On this day, Mike arrived at Diagon Alley early, and before he met Penelo, he still had a place he had to go.

"Dingling!"

Ollivand's wand shop was still the same, in a mess. Mike pushed open the door of the shop and walked into the narrow shop. A crisp sound came from the bell at the door.

"Oh, Mr. Mike Tolley. 13 inches, black stinged pear wood and dragon's heartstrings, not easy to bend, a warrior's wand. I remember it right." Ollivand said in a somewhat rude and hoarse tone, "What wind blows you, is there something wrong with your wand?"

Mike was not surprised that Ollivander accurately said his name and wand information. His fingertips brushed over the stool piled with a thick layer of dust, and then pulled the curtains beside him and wiped them disgustedly.

"Yes, Mr. Ollivander. I feel that there is indeed a small problem with my wand. Although it is developing in a better direction, I still think I should ask you, the master of wand."

"Oh? Please show me the wand." Ollivand immediately became excited when he heard this.

"I encountered a very thrilling attack in the Forbidden Forest. Fortunately, I was lucky enough to come back." Mike took out the black-sting pear wood wand and handed it to Olivande. "After that, I found that there was something wrong with my wand. It seemed...become stronger."

Olivand took the black sting pear wood wand with both hands, put on monocle glasses as thick as a bottle and observed carefully. After a long time, he handed the wand back to Mike.

"What you encounter is normal. The black sting pear has a strange characteristic. It will produce the sweetest berries after the worst frost. The wand made of this wood can only be truly integrated with its owner after experiencing danger or difficulties. After that, the black sting pear wood wand will become an incredibly loyal servant." Ollivand said in a very bewitching voice, "In addition, I have to persuade you well. I found that your wand has many small scars. It seems that you don't care about the maintenance of the wand in your usual use.

This is very irresponsible for the wand, it is your most important partner. I think you'd better buy a set of wand maintenance tools. I only need 10 gold gallons for one set, and a wand maintenance manual will be included. What do you think?"

Accompanied by Ollivand's voice, "Welcome to come again next time!", Mike walked out of the shop with a set of magic wand maintenance tools, and looked at the crowds coming and going on the street, Mike felt a little dazed.

Damn, the previous second was like a hidden master, but the next second was the style changed and turned into a merchant who regarded wealth as his life. Are all the so-called masters so naughty now?

Shaking his head, he threw the distracting thoughts in his mind out, and Mike quickly squeezed into the crowd. It was getting late and Penelo was still waiting for him.

After finally coming to the agreed location, Florin's cold drink shop, a layer of sweat had already appeared on Mike's forehead. Hogwarts is about to start school, and many students and their parents have come to Diagon Alley to purchase what they need for the new semester. These days can be said to be the most lively time in Diagon Alley.

Penelo was sitting in a window seat and smiling at Mike who was rushing in from the crowd. There was still a glass of ice water on the table in front of her. Judging from the water level, she must have been waiting for a while.

"Sorry, Penelo, I wasn't late on purpose, it was because there was a black cat standing in front of me on the way here." Mike explained, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"It's okay, I just arrived, too." Penelo held his chin with a jade hand, looked at Mike with a pair of big eyes and smiles, but did not expose Mike's rough excuse.

Today, Penelo is dressed very lively, no longer as refreshing and capable as he was in Hogwarts on weekdays.

The golden curly hair was casually draped on her shoulders, the hem of the white printed T-shirt was stuffed into the denim hot pants, and there was a Doraemon printed on it, but the big Doraemon's head was bulging up by something, making it look very three-dimensional. A pair of long legs swayed gently, and under the sunlight, the white one seemed to reflect.

Mike was a little lost in his sight, and it took him a long time to swallow his saliva.

Looking at Penelo's smile with a bit of teasing, Mike couldn't help but blush. It's almost two years since he came to this world. He has never been close to women in the past two years. If he was originally a child, it wouldn't matter, but he was an adult man in his previous life. At this time, he saw Penelo's dressing like this, and he was a little out of control.

In order to relieve his embarrassment, Mike coughed and called the clerk: "Give me two Florin's signature cones."

The summer in the UK is not hot, and the temperature can reach 30 degrees is considered high. But it is human nature to like to eat sweets, so there are many customers in the store at this time. The clerk just nodded slightly when he heard Mike's words and ran back to the counter to work hard.

"It's so hot, Senior Penelo." Mike then breathed a sigh of relief, pulled away the chair in front of Penelo and sat down, "Oh, no. It should be the senior Penelo, right?"

Hearing this, Penelo smiled so hard that his branches trembled, and Doraemon on his chest swayed, and Mike swallowed his saliva again.

"This is a blessing for you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be this level chief. You know, Paula has been jealous of the level chief for a long time. He is pure blood, so how could I, a wizard from Muggle, rob her?"

"I know Paula, that person. I heard that he came from an unknown pure-blood family, not even the twenty-eight pure-blood families. It's fine if you can't compare with your senior sister in your life. Even your appearance is eight streets worse than your senior sister. How can she compare with you, senior sister?" Mike said with a smile.

As it turns out, as long as it is a woman, she likes to listen to others praise her, whether it is a little girl or an old woman.

Penelo closed his mouth and smiled for a while after hearing Mike's compliment. He stopped smiling until the clerk brought the two cones over.

"I still have to thank you. This is a gift I specially selected for you. Open it and take a look."

Penelo took out a gift box from the small bag she carried with her and handed it to Mike. She was born in a Muggle family and was not rich, so she couldn't afford a traceless stretching spell bag.