Harry Potter Reborn

This snow-white cat is the cutest. As for the price, you just know how to put the word “most” on it!

Chapter 8 I want that wand

After walking for a long time, it was already noon.

The sun was scorching hot, my eyes were a bit blurry, and my body started to sweat.

Harry had to buy two more ice creams to cool down.

Harry was very envious of Hagrid at this time. You see, Hagrid was wearing thick clothes and had a calm expression on his face.

"Hurry up and buy a wand, it's going to turn into jerky already." Harry said weakly.

The kitten lay lazily in the cardboard box and made a purring sound. Harry put some ice cream on the cat's head to cool it down. The cat wiped it off with his paws and licked it, seeming very happy. "Meow meow."

"Call twice.

Then I thought about the eagle in Hagrid's hand. It must be so hot, covered with black cloth, and only have so much space. It must be uncomfortable.

"Hagrid, let's release the eagle."

"Oh, okay." Hagrid seemed to have just reacted and quickly opened the copper cage.

With a "swish" sound, a black shadow flew out from it and flew high into the sky. Its wings were fully opened, and then it hovered over Diagon Alley.

Several eagle calls echoed in the sky.

When many wizards heard such a sharp cry, they couldn't help but look up at the soaring eagle.

Little Wizard A: "What is that? Is it an owl?"

Little Wizard B: "You are stupid, that is an eagle."

Little Wizard A: "It's so handsome, I really want one!"

Little Wizard B: "Then just think about it."

Little Wizard A: “…………”

Little Wizard B: "I've seen this eagle, and it sold for 80 gold galleons."

Little Wizard A: "It's so expensive! Who bought it from a big dog owner?"

Little Wizard A: "Let's find him and be friends with him!"

Little Wizard B: "Okay..."

Harry listened to the conversation between the two children. It was good at first, but in the end he was speechless.

But looking at the envious and surprised expressions on the faces of some wizards who had seen this eagle on the street, their pride had already exploded.

I spent so much money and this is what I want!

Convinced that the eagle would not leave his master and fly away, Harry left it alone.

I followed Hagrid into a wand shop, the only one in Diagon Alley that sells wands. In the entire wizarding world, this wand shop is famous. I don’t know how many celebrities in history have used wands made by this shop.

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The store is really ordinary, shabby and small.

Just the words on a worn-out and dirty wooden sign hanging over the door reveal the splendor of this store.

It says:

Ollivander: Made exquisite wands since 382 BC.

Harry didn't know how much glory this represented, but he felt a rare sense of awe.

Then I couldn't help complaining: "What the hell is going on? Don't wizards pursue packaging? Look at the shabby and dark Broken Ax Bar, look at the messy bookstore, look at the drugstore, and look at this small and shabby shop

Wand Shop.”

My heart is very tired and I feel like I will never love again!

A wand shop that has been in existence for over two thousand years! Is there anything more awesome than this? If it were your own shop, you would immediately rebuild it with pure gold and advertise it throughout the wizarding world: "Ollivander's Wand Shop is not a century-old brand."

, is not a 500-year-old brand, but a 2,300-year-old brand! You are trustworthy, you are worthy of choosing, you are worthy of having. After using it, it is agreed..."

This slogan is awesome!

Maybe ordinary people don't understand the evil of great gods, even if they are the right ones!

Entering the store, a very quiet and mysterious atmosphere comes to mind.

An old man suddenly came out from behind a wand holder. He stared at Harry with his cloudy eyes and said softly: "Welcome, Potter. Your eyes are really as bright as your mother's. She came here to buy hers back then.

First wand, it seems like yesterday. Ten and a quarter inches long, made of wicker."

Look at this job, so professional!

Mr. Ollivander crossed Harry's forehead with his finger: "I'm so sorry, it was done by a wand I sold."

Harry said politely: "It doesn't matter."

Ollivander said: "Let's see which wand will choose you today. Which hand do you prefer?"

"Right hand."

"Put your arms up, okay." He measured Harry's size, first from shoulder to fingertips, then from wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knees to armpits, and finally the circumference of his head.

As he measured it, he said: "Every Ollivander's wand contains super powerful magical substances, which is its essence, Mr. Potter. We use unicorn hair, phoenix tail feathers and dragon's

Nerve. Every Ollivander wand is unique, as no two unicorns, dragons or phoenixes are exactly the same. Of course, this will never happen if you use a wand that belongs to another wizard.

Good results.”

Ollivander pulled out a box from the shelf: "Try it."

Harry just opened it and took it in his hand. Ollivander immediately snatched it away: "It doesn't seem suitable."

Then another one was replaced.

"Wait." Harry said

Ollivander asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Harry thought to himself: "I don't want to spend a long time choosing stupidly like the original book."

"I want to try a wand made of the same phoenix feather as Voldemort's wand," Harry said seriously.

Both Ollivander and Hagrid were shocked.

While searching, Ollivander said, "I remember it was holly wood, phoenix feathers, eleven inches long."

Harry held the wand, and suddenly light shot out from the top of the wand, illuminating the dim cabin.

"Oh, yes, that's it. Is it really fate?" Ollivander wrapped the wand in the box.

Harry doesn't pay attention to this old man, he's crazy!

Then the two men walked out of the store.

"Hagrid, I don't want to go back to Aunt Petunia's house. I'll just live in the Broken Axe pub," said Harry.

"I also think their family is terrible, and I don't want you to come back to their house. I thought you wouldn't be used to wizards. If you want, then you can live in the Broken Ax Bar for the next month or so.

During the month, I can use Floo powder to visit you."

"Then it's a happy decision." It's so interesting here that an idiot would go back.

In the crowd, Harry suddenly heard a faint voice: "...Hermione...bookstore..."

Harry immediately turned around and could only vaguely see a girl with brown hair slipping into the crowd and disappearing.

"Is it her? One of the Crystal Palace members."

"What's the matter, Harry?"

"Ah, it's okay, let's go eat."

Then the two had lunch together. Hagrid booked a room for Harry in the Broken Ax pub. As for the money, you can see how excited Old Tom was when he heard that Harry was going to stay in his pub.

Harry watched Hagrid drive away on his motorcycle and did not return to the bar immediately. Instead, he spent the afternoon exploring the Muggle world in London and buying some things.

When it was getting dark, Harry returned to the Broken Axe.

When you go upstairs, the wooden stairs creak. The second floor is the guest room. The corridor is very wide and there are about ten rooms on both sides.

Harry entered his room. Everything was made of wood. The floor was made of wide yellow wooden boards, wooden cabinets, wooden beds, and wooden walls. The room was not high, so the bed was also very low, but haha

Lee is very satisfied.

After taking out a small fish I bought, the little white cat immediately got up from the bed, smelled the small fish, then opened its mouth excitedly and said "meow" before starting to eat.

As for the eagle, I don’t know where it went.

Put the things you bought today from the bed onto the bedside floor, throw yourself on the quilt, close your eyes, and say something comfortable: "Today is such an interesting day."

(哐哐: This is my line.)

I slowly fell asleep, only the kitten was still purring and eating.

Outside the window, the moon rises brightly.

Luo Bei: Do you like this cat and eagle?