Hogwarts transfer students just want to be in love

The riot at Lihen Bookstore did not cause too much commotion. After all, this is the world of wizards. It seems to be completely destroyed. With a light wave of the magic wand, the residue on the street is like pressing the playback button. Yes, the bookstore is back to normal.

And Hermione had already dragged Mobai and the shocked Granger couple away.

"Why don't you call your friend?"

"Don't worry about them, Mr. Weasley is here, the main purpose of today is to buy things for you!"

"Since the book is finished, the next step is to buy the most important thing for a wizard——a magic wand!"

The young man hesitated for a moment. The old man wrote a letter a few days ago and seemed to say that he would send him one in two days, and he also said that only he can use it.

But seeing the girl's high spirits, he wisely swallowed the words of refusal.

After all, the little girl really knows how to hit people with books when she gets angry...

Hermione grabbed his hand and walked away, still mumbling.

"You've been using my wand these days, and you don't know what suits you..."

The Grangers looked at the two cubs walking away and smiled at each other.

"Your daughter seems to have found a wonderful friend."

Mrs. Granger held her husband's arm, "It's her friend anyway, as long as she likes it."

In the distance, Hermione pulled Mo Bai to the door of a small and dilapidated shop, the golden lettering on the door had peeled off.

Ollivander, the best wand master since 382 BC.

There was only one wand on a faded purple cushion in the dusty window.

jingle!

Hermione pulled Mo Bai and pushed the door open, and a crisp bell rang somewhere in the shop.

It's small inside, filled with cramped boxes that almost touch the ceiling.

He felt tiny waves of magic in each box, much like Hermione's wand.

Are these all wands?
The old man behind the counter looked at the two of them, "Oh, welcome."

The old man looked at the two with big blue eyes, "Miss Hermione Granger, I remember you, a wonderful little wizard, vine wood, dragon heartstring core, fourteen inches, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Ollivander."

Hermione responded politely, pushing Mobai, "I'm here today to buy my friend his first wand."

"Of course~" The old man's voice was soft, "The wizard's first wand is very important, of course I'm going to find Ollivander."

He pushed his glasses, "Let me take a look..."

Mobai had a helpless expression and let the old man approach. Ollivander carefully observed his facial features when the two looked at each other.

The old man's pupils constricted suddenly, as if he had seen something terrible, he took a few steps back, and accidentally bumped into a mountain of boxes behind him.

In an instant, there was a sound of ping-pong-pong in the small shop, and the two looked surprised, and quickly pulled up the old man who was buried in the box.

Looking at the age, there will be no problem.

With the help of the two of them, Ollivander stood up with great effort, ignoring the dust on his body, and looked into the boy's pupils again.

"Knew it……"

The old man muttered to himself, "I should have read it right, young man, you are very special..."

The two looked at each other, but Hermione nodded approvingly, Mobai was indeed amazing in her heart.

"It's easy to match you with a wand, but it's also very difficult..."

The old man frowned deeply, his eyes were full of worry, as if he had encountered a problem.

"How about...we come back another day?"

Mo Bai felt that this man was nagging, so he didn't really want to buy it, anyway, the old man's wand would arrive in two days.

But Hermione tugged, "Why are you so anxious, this is your first wand, why be careful?"

Mo Bai was helpless, but obediently stayed where he was.

Seeing this, Ollivander glanced at Hermione, his deep frown was untied, and a vague smile appeared on his face.

"Of course, we can do this..."

He turned around, and after a while produced a wand.

The body of the stick is straight and red all over. It looks like many branches are entwined and gathered at the tip of the stick.

"Fifteen inches, the core is unicorn hair, and the body..." He glanced at Hermione, "It's white tang wood."

The moment the boy took the wand, the silence in his body suddenly began to flow, and a trace of imperceptible black mist flowed into the wand from the gap between his fingers.

The next moment, a hazy black mist gushed out from the entire wand, giving people a completely different feeling.

There was a flash of clarity in Ollivander's eyes, as if he had foreseen this a long time ago.

"Usually I would say that the wand chooses the wizard, but for this silent... young man, the wizard chooses the wand."

The black mist on the wand flashed past, and Hermione, who was staring at Mobai's side face, didn't notice the strangeness of the wand. Hearing this, she looked at the old man with some puzzlement.

The old man changed the topic, "Baitang wood is actually not suitable for making wands, because it is a shrub and its material is soft, but in my experiment, I found that it has a high degree of fit with unicorn hair, and it is even more suitable for making wands. It is easy to faithfully reflect the essence of magic, and it is not easy to be disturbed by other magic, and it is the least easy to cast black magic."

Hearing this, Mo Bai looked at the old man, knowing that what he is best at now is black magic.

The old man ignored him and continued.

"This kind of shrub can amplify the characteristics of the core of the wand. People who use this wand can hardly release black magic effectively, but it will have a great bonus to white magic."

Mo Bai began to dislike this magic wand.

"However, an interesting point is that the fruit of Baitangmu is very similar to grapes, so it is easy for people to confuse it with grapevines."

"After my research, I found that wizards with white tangerine wands are inexplicably attractive to wizards with grapevine wands."

Ollivander said meaningfully.

By the way, did the old man just say that Hermione's wand is from a vine?

"Cough..." Mo Bai coughed lightly, "I'm very satisfied, how much is it?"

"Sincerely benefit 7 Golden Galleons."

Seeing the boy pulling the shy and awkward girl out of the shop, Ollivander's eyes flashed with thought.

I hope this wand will make the wizarding world a little safer in the future...

And just as the two walked out of the shop, there was a soft "pop", and a tall figure appeared in front of them.

The person who came was dressed exactly the same as when he saw him yesterday, with a pair of blue eyes looking at Mobai through half-crescent shaped eyes.

"Professor Dumbledore?!"

Hermione exclaimed that she actually saw each other for two consecutive days.

"Hello, Miss Granger. I have something to do with Bai, can I borrow him for a while?"

"Oh! Of course!"

Mo Bai looked at Dumbledore's slightly profound gaze, and suddenly felt as if his whole body was seen through.

The other party didn't come here because of the incident just now...

Before he could think about it, the opponent's big hand had already grabbed his shoulder.

There was a "crack" sound like a flame burst in the air, and the two disappeared out of thin air.