I Have a Big Problem with My Hogwarts

"See that white building? That's the wizard's bank, Gringotts, which belongs to goblins in the wizarding world."

Fox acts as a guide for Lynn, introducing him to the various shops in Diagon Alley.

"Goblins control the wizard's economy? Aren't they afraid that they will keep their hands and steal?"

Lynn felt very strange about this. The non-me races must have different hearts everywhere. The wizards are not stupid, and they will definitely know this truth.

"No, no, you don't know them well enough." Fox shook his head.

"Goblins are nominally independent, but in essence they are still under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic and are vassals of wizards.

They were the losers, deprived of their wands.

Don't underestimate this, without the wand, they'd never be able to make a big splash. And it is much more reliable for them to manage their wealth than the wizards themselves. In terms of money, the spirit of the fairies' contract has withstood the test of the times. "

Lynn has little interest in the history of the wizarding world, and he can't wait to get a wand of his own.

"Then shall we go to Gringotts to withdraw money?"

Fox took out his pocket watch and checked the time.

"Well~ the delay at noon is a bit long, and I have a dinner party to attend after six o'clock. Let's split up.

I'm going to Gringotts to get the money, and you take the money on me to buy books and wands, then go to Madam Malkin's Robe Shop to order school uniforms, and wait for me there. "

"no problem."

Fox took out a purse from himself and handed it to Lynn.

Lynn shook the purse, there was a pleasant metal crashing sound inside, he opened it and counted it, there were almost twenty gold coins.

"Twenty-five Galleons in total, enough to buy everything you need to go to school. Of course, my investment is definitely more than that, but the rest will wait for me to withdraw from Gringotts. ."

Fox points Lynn to the location of Ollivander's wand shop, and the two separate.

There are many people in Diagon Alley. This is the largest commercial street in the British magic world. Almost all the magic items that can be bought through regular channels are available here.

Of course, if you want black stuff, you have to go to Knockturn Alley next door.

Ollivander's wand shop was not as easy to find as Lynn expected, and he walked for a long time in the direction Fox pointed him before he came across a slightly shabby facade.

[Olivander, the best wand maker since 382 BC. 】

The narrow wooden door was printed with golden letters that had been partially peeled off.

I have been making sticks for thousands of years, and my family is the best.

After Lin En silently vomited in his heart, he reached out and pushed open the wooden door that seemed to fall at any time.

"Jingle Bell…"

The crisp doorbell rang very sweetly, and he walked into the cabin.

Looking into the room, the house is filled with tall wooden cabinets.

"Oh, I didn't expect there to be guests today."

A short old man came out from behind a row of wooden cabinets.

He smiled and looked at Lynn, who was looking at the decoration in the store with curious eyes, and asked in a gentle voice.

"Are you the new wizard at Hogwarts this year?"

Lynn nodded, "Yes sir, I need a wand."

"You should be the last one this year." Ollivander took out a piece of parchment from a drawer.

"Lynn Bellock?"

"Yes, it's me."

"Using the left hand or the right hand?"

"Uh... right hand."

A silver tape automatically floated out of Ollivander's pocket and hovered in front of Lynn.

"Come on, stretch your right arm, yes, fine, that's all."

The tape measure made Lynn feel a little twisted, like a writhing snake.

At this time Ollivander had already waved his wand and pulled out a wooden box from the wooden cabinet.

The wooden box floated to Lynn's long table, and the lid opened automatically.

"Beech with dragon nerve, 12 inches, a powerful combination, try it."

He shoved the wand into Lynn's hand, and Lynn waved at the air a little silly, but nothing happened.

But in his mind, the voice of the system sounded:

[The fit is 23%. 】

Lynn was startled.

Still have this function?

Just when he was stunned, Ollivander's hand didn't stop moving, he took the wand back from Lynn's hand and stuffed it into his hand again.

"You guys don't seem to fit well, then try this, hawthorn and phoenix feathers, nine inches, curved and easy to use."

【Wedge degree of 51%. 】

It's better than before, but there is still no special effect.

"Picky guests, I like it very much. How about trying this one? Willow and unicorn hair, fifteen inches, overall long and resilient."

This time the wand finally changed a bit. Lynn felt like something was flowing into the stick from his fingertips, and a brilliant spark burst out from the front end.

[The fit is 76%. 】

Ollivander nodded with satisfaction: "It likes you very much, that's it..."

"Wait, sir." Lynn interrupted him suddenly, pointing to the tall wooden cabinets, "Can I see your wands for myself first?"

Ollivander's expression was obviously a little stunned. It was the first time he had encountered a guest like Lynn who offered to ask.

"Uh... Of course you can, this is your right as a guest."

Lynn felt that in this wand shop, the wand in his hand was not necessarily the most consistent with him.

Although I don't know how much the combination of the wand and the wizard will affect the release and use of magic, Lynn feels that the higher the better.

Instead of having to touch every wand, he could detect the cohesion of each wand just through the cabinet system.

Lynn started from the first row of wooden cabinets and looked like he was walking aimlessly, but in fact the sound of the system in his head kept ringing.

【Wedge degree 59%, wedge degree 65%, wedge degree 13%, wedge degree 78%, wedge degree 45%…】

After more than twenty minutes, when Ollivander's patience was about to wear off, Lynn finally browsed through all the wands, and finally chose the one that matched him the most.

【Wedge degree 92%】

"I think this wand is the best for me, what do you think, Mr. Ollivander?"

Lynn waved the wand in his hand lightly, and the front of the wand left a bright silver trail that lingered in the air for a long time.

Ollivander looked at the wand in his hand in disbelief and muttered.

"Perfect...perfect combination, as if it was made just for you, Mr. Bellock, how...how did you find it?"

"Well... I just felt it, an indescribable feeling." Lynn said vaguely.

"The wand chooses the wizard!"

Ollivander suddenly and decisively shouted: "It must be guiding you and letting you find it! This is a strong proof that the wand itself is actually spiritual! I will write it down and record it in Ollivander's family tree..."

Ollivander tugged at his tousled hair and ran around the room excitedly.

The spirituality of fart is obviously my choice.

Lynn rolled his eyes secretly, then stopped the excited Ollivander who couldn't help himself.

"Mr. Ollivander, can you tell me the properties of this wand first?"

"Why not? Strictly speaking, this wand is not made by me alone. I generally only use unicorn hair, phoenix feathers and dragon heartstrings as the core of the wand, and its core is a special material, which is from Eastern Europe. Made with materials brought by Gregorovitch, the wand maker in my hometown. Quebec with Thestral heartstrings, eleven and a quarter inches. Ah, that's rare even among wands in the world Combinations, mysterious and unmanageable, fit well..." Having said this, Ollivander stopped suddenly.

Lynn looked at him curiously.

"Suitable for what?"

Ollivander swallowed, as if he was taboo, but said it anyway.

"...for those wizards who are sane, quiet but occasionally insane."

Lynn was a little puzzled, he didn't understand what this nervous old man meant.

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