The hottest day of the season was finally coming to an end, and everything seemed to be shrouded in a drowsy silence. In Muggle communities, the normally bright cars are now parked in the driveway, and the once-green grass has turned yellow—watering hoses have been banned due to the severe drought.

But Harris's home is lush and lush with flowers and trees. The exterior is full of life, but the interior is even more welcoming, and the little sister Emily is about to attend Hogwarts in the new term, and although she has not yet received an acceptance letter, no one would think that the little girl will not receive the offer.

During the holidays, Allen's mood was also very relaxed and happy, for Emily, the little sister who loved her every day, he not only prepared the little girl with the necessary items such as magic robes and crucibles early, but also planned to make a magic wand for the little girl himself.

Emily stood in the living room, packing her luggage into a large suitcase, and while Alan handled the materials needed to make the wand, she smiled and watched as the little girl very neatly selected a few beautiful scarves and ribbons to put into the suitcase. Excited, Emily has to pack her suitcase almost every day

"You had a ball last year, and if there is a ball this year, if only I could have had some fun! Emily said wistfully.

"Emily must be the prettiest. Mrs. Harris lovingly stroked her little daughter's long hair.

"Emily, stand still, I'm going to measure you now. A magic tape measure flew in front of the little girl at this time, and the black magic robe in Emily's hand immediately slipped into the box, and she stood up straight and opened her arms, looking at Alan expectantly, she was about to have her own wand, the real wand, not those children's toy wands that would turn into rubber ducks with two waves!

The magic tape measure continued to open and close around the little girl's head and arms, and soon flew back into Alan's hand, Alan glanced at it, memorized the data in his heart, and immediately began to move in his hand.

Emily watched the smooth movements of Alan's hands, and no longer cared about her treasure box, moved a small chair, sat down at the long table with all kinds of tail feathers and nerves, and waited patiently with her hands on her cheeks.

Finally, more than a dozen wooden wands, equipped with nerves and tail feathers, were neatly arranged on the table. Alan motioned with her eyes for the little girl to choose one to try, and the little girl jumped up from the small chair excitedly and held a brown elderberry wand in her hand.

Colorful sparks kept pouring out of the wand, and it looked very dreamy, and the little girl's face was red and excited.

"Try a few more. Instead of making a decision right away, Alan asked Emily to try a few more.

It seems that every wand is willing to partner with Emily, and in the hands of the little girl, each wand works very well.

But Alan, who had been watching carefully, knew that he picked up the elderberry wand that Emily had chosen at the beginning, disassembled the elderberry wand, and carefully picked out the nerves of the chicken snake beast in it, and the wand with it as the core of the wand would cast a petrification spell more easily and effectively.

The blue light of the cauldron beside the long table lit up, and the silvery-white liquid inside slowly swirled and flowed—it was Mithril. Alan waved his wand, and under his command, the wand gradually took shape.

As Emily excitedly waved the wand of the Mithril wand and the nerves of the chicken, snake, and beast, a huge colorful bubble gushed out and flew out of the window.

Emily excitedly chased after her.

"Today's lunch will be set up outdoors under the big banyan tree. Mrs. Harris looked at the excited little girl, and her childlike heart grew.

Mrs. Harris did just that, and soon a table of tempting delicacies and refreshing drinks was set up under the banyan tree. Since her most powerful assistant, the house-elf Maggie, was sent by Alan to follow Hagrid, Mrs. Harris did it herself. The most heartfelt thing is that she also uses green leaves to decorate the food very elegantly.

When Daisy announces that the coffee has been brewed and the whole family has returned, everyone takes their seats and enjoys this chic lunch. Good moods can be contagious, and everyone had a great time eating this lunch. No matter what she sees, Emily can't help but poke it with her wand, and this cute movement and expression makes everyone feel happy, and everyone talks and laughs and has a lively conversation.

At that moment, an owl's feather floated down, and a very old owl spread its wings in the air and swooped down on the table.

When Daisy announces that the coffee has been brewed and the whole family has returned, everyone takes their seats and enjoys this chic lunch. Good moods can be contagious, and everyone had a great time eating this lunch. No matter what she sees, Emily can't help but poke it with her wand, and this cute movement and expression makes everyone feel happy, and everyone talks and laughs and has a lively conversation.

At that moment, an owl's feather floated down, and a very old owl spread its wings in the air and swooped down on the table.

Alan was about to make a move, when out of the corner of his eye, he saw his little sister Emily raising her wand at the owl, so his hand moved slightly, and the wand slid back into his sleeve.

In an instant, the owl suddenly stopped its momentum and floated in midair, it screamed sharply and flapped its wings helplessly in the air.

Alan smiled and shook his head, raising his hand to grab the void, and the owl flew faster than when it came, its wide eyes full of horror.

"Very nice levitation charm. Alan patted Emily's little head encouragingly, Emily had taken potions, and had often watched the wizards practice spells in the tower, and had learned a few simple spells.

Although the choice of the spell in a hurry was not particularly good, did she manage to keep their lunch?

"Erol. Alan recognized the old owl as the Weasley one, and his hand brushed over Errol's head, and the trembling owl calmed down, stretched out his legs, and let Alan take the letter down.

The letter was sent to Allen by Mrs. Weasley. The twins inadvertently blow up the kitchen while experimenting, and a furious Mrs. Weasley discovers a large sum of money that Eren had given them when confiscating their tools and materials.

After asking the ins and outs of the money, Mrs. Weasley sent the letter, in a very tactful tone, hoping to allow Allen to bring her twin brother to the door to thank her and return the staggering amount of gold Galleons at her convenience.

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