I am the third son prophesied by Harry Potter

Eugene didn’t react for a while.

“Oh – oh, I’m used to using my right hand.”

Mr. Ollivander nodded, “Okay, lift your arms.” Well, that’s good. ”

Eugene raised his arm.

He started measuring Eugene directly.

Start with shoulders to fingertips, then wrists to elbows, shoulders to floors, knees to armpits, and finally head circumference.

These measurements could have been measured once before at Mrs. Morgin’s robes shop.

I already knew it, so I took the size directly from Mrs. Morkin.

Mr. Ollivander said while measuring Eugene

“Every Ollivander wand has a super magical substance, which is its essence…”

“Oh, by the way, what’s your name?”

“Eugene, Eugene Hill.”

“Well, yes, Mr. Hill.”

Mr. Ollivander continued:

“We used unicorn hair, phoenix tail feathers, and fire dragon heart nerves. Each Ollivander wand is unique because no two unicorns, fire dragons, and phoenixes are exactly the same. Of course, if you use a wand that should belong to another wizard, it will definitely not have such a good effect. ”

When he was about the same, Ollivander loosened the measuring measure.

The tape measure continues to automatically measure Eugene.

Dora, who had seen this scene, didn’t feel anything particularly big.

Benson was curious and exclaimed “Oooh,” but he tried to restrain his volume.

Mr. Ollivander began to lie on the long ladder and began to go back and forth between the shelves, choosing some boxes.

“Okay.” He took several boxes and returned to Eugene.

When the sound fell, the ruler also stopped measuring, rolled up automatically, and fell to the ground.

Mr. Ollivander put the ruler away and took out a wand from the box.

“Here, Mr. Hill, try this.” Mr. Ollivander handed Eugene a wand.

And also introduced.

“It’s made of ebony and unicorn hair, eight and a half inches long. Very resilient. ”

Eugene took the wand, looked at it and looked at it, and it didn’t seem to feel anything!

Isn’t there supposed to be a gust of wind, or something?

Is it to swing twice?

Just as Eugene was about to wave his wand, the wand in his hand was taken away by Mr. Ollivander.

“Well, that doesn’t work.” Ollivander shook his head.

Then he handed Eugene another longer, longer.

“Try this, made of beech wood and fire dragon heart nerves, nine inches long. This one is very flexible. ”

Eugene took the wand, and as soon as he touched it, it was taken away by Mr. Ollivander.

Then, he tried a lot.

Mr. and Mrs. Hill sat on the bench next to them, and they both began to yawn.

Mr. Ollivander looked more and more excited, “What a discerning guest.” ”

“However, it excites me very much.”

Saying that, he took out the wand in the last box he had just taken down.

This wand is a little longer than Eugene has tried before.

It is dark brown.

“Purple shirt wood and North American wind brake fire dragon heart nerve made. Twelve inches long and very good flexibility. ”

Eugene took the wand, and the feeling of holding the wand in his hand seemed a little different.

“Oh, oh, it looks good.”

Mr. Ollivander exclaimed excitedly.

“Here, wave it and try it.”

“Swing?” Eugene looked at Ollivander.

“Yes.”

Now he took the initiative to let Eugene wave his wand, but Eugene was a little dareless.

Eugene held his wand and waved it gently.

Suddenly, a gust of wind appeared, blowing directly towards Benson.

Benson, who was napping on the bench, was directly overturned by a sudden gust of wind, and sat on the ground with his butt.

He looked around a little blankly, “How… What’s wrong? ”

Eugene was a little embarrassed and quickly returned the wand to Mr. Ollivander.

Mr. Ollivander put his wand back in the box, “Great, that’s it.” ”

With pale and colorless eyes, he looked at Eugene.

“I think you will be a great wizard in the future.”

I don’t know why, Eugene felt that Ollivander seemed to have discovered something strange in him.

Of course, maybe Eugene felt wrong.

Benson paid and bought the wand that had knocked him to the ground.

When he left the wand shop, Benson felt that his butt still hurt a little.

In the evening, the family of three set out on their way home.

When I returned to the Broken Axe Bar, there were many fewer people here than in the morning.

Out of the Broken Axe Bar, Benson drove the car over.

While waiting on the side of the road, passers-by looked at Eugene and Dora with some curiosity.

Apparently, they were attracted by the strange packages around them.

The trunk of the car was stuffed to the ground.

Even the back seat has a lot of stuff.

Eugene sat alone in the back, holding a long-tailed forest owl in his arms.

I’ve been thinking, what is the best name for my owl?

On the way home, he thought of many names.

In the end, it was decided to use “Koeman”.