"I'm sorry, I lost my temper." After leaving the storefront, Fa Xiu took a deep breath.

The admiration of his classmates at school and the love of his professors made Fa Xiu a little flustered, and he even forgot his life as a beggar half a year ago.

Ollivander reminded him of the days when he was spurned and despised all day long.

It's terrible.

"No, I should have said I'm sorry, I introduced you to this shop...... When I bought a wand at this store when I started school, he didn't have this attitude...... "Zhang Qiu also felt that Ollivander's behavior was a bit excessive.

"It's alright...... Anyway, there are so many wand points, you can always find the right one. Fa Xiu said that emotions came quickly, and he calmed down quickly, but fortunately, with Zhang Qiu by his side, he understood that he was no longer the little beggar he was before.

Then they tried one by one, and Ollivanders came out, and the attitude of the other stores was still quite good. But the right wand was still not found - everyone was imitating Ollivanders and letting the wand choose its owner.

And it just so happens that there is no magic wand to look at the Fa cultivation.

It was getting late, and the streets were starting to get less and less crowded.

The last storefront looked a little dilapidated, as if its owner had not bothered to decorate it.

After entering the shop, Fa Xiu only saw a young man lying on the table with weak energy.

"The wand chooses its master, my friend." After hearing the sound of a customer entering the door, he said in a procrastinating voice.

When Fa Xiu heard these words, he wanted to leave on the spot, but then he thought that this was the last store after all, maybe there was something suitable for him?

"Where's the wand, shopkeeper." Fa Xiu asked.

The shopkeeper's posture hasn't changed, just lying on his stomach there: "Oh, just the few on the shelf at the door, seven, or eight, try them one by one." ”

"What are you?" Shabby storefronts, shabby wand reserves, "A shabby version of Ollivander?" ”

"Yes, Ollivander's shabby version of ......" the store seems to be resigned to fate.

"Isn't the price shabby?" Fa Xiu asked.

"Yes, 5 gold gallons, take one and go." The shopkeeper said.

It seemed a little uncomfortable to talk so much on his stomach, so the shopkeeper adjusted his posture, slumped in his chair, and looked at the ceiling to talk.

Fa Xiu smiled, the appearance of this shop looked very young, at most twenty.

Unexpectedly, he had already started to do the business of an old man like a magic wand.

Fa Xiu picked up a wand casually, then put it down and picked up another ...... Anyway, as long as there are so many of them, it won't be troublesome to try them one by one.

"Huh!" When Fa Xiu picked up the fifth root, he suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment, as if severe myopia suddenly put on glasses with accurate metering, and the whole world became transparent.

So it was, so it was!

Fa Xiu finally felt the feeling he had imagined, more perfect than he had imagined.

"Benefit five gold galleons." The shopkeeper obviously didn't look at cultivation, but he knew that Fa Xiu had found a staff that suited him.

"You're so much better than Ollivander!" Fa Xiu praised.

"Thank you." The shopkeeper said that it was not salty or light.

After finding a suitable staff, Fa Xiu was also interested, ready to complain to this high-level shop about what happened at Ollivander today.

"What, you broke his wand?!" When the shopkeeper heard this, he jumped up violently, as if the limp shopkeeper before had been imagined by Fa Xiu.

"Is there anything surprising about it?" Fa Xiu asked.

"There's only one chance that your wand has been broken by magic, and that's if you've been cursed, or if you've killed some creature with a death curse." "That's why Ollivander has this attitude towards you, and I apologize to you for him." ”

This man tried five wands in a row and there was no sign of damage to the wand, so it is infinitely likely that Ollivanders made a mistake when making his wand.

"It's okay, I don't care, but why do you want to apologize to me?" Fa Xiu asked.

"May I introduce myself: Ian Ollivander." The shopkeeper walked up to Fa Xiu and introduced himself.

"You can call me little Ollivander." He added.

"Hello." Fa Xiu shook hands with him, "My name is Fa Xiu. ”

"Her name is Zhang Qiu." Fa Xiu gave up his position and introduced him to little Ollivanders.

"Hello." Zhang Qiu responded politely, but he didn't know what he was thinking when he looked at the sky outside......

It's getting late...... The train back to Hogwarts for the day was gone...... It was then suspended until after Christmas...... And then...... Zhang Qiu fell into the beautiful world in his mind, and he didn't care about what happened in the outside world.

"But why would you want to open a separate store? If you just want to prove your ability, you can sell the wand you made in Ollivander's wand and the customer can't tell the difference, it proves that you are really good. Fa Xiu waved the wand in his hand, thinking, it is indeed very powerful.

"This brings us to a philosophical issue." Little Ollivander said, "Let's sit down and talk." ”

He brought Fa Xiu to sit down in front of the seat, and at the same time gave Zhang Qiu a chair.

Zhang Qiu sat down happily, he definitely won't be able to catch the train back to Hogwarts this time!

"Before my father, wizards used a variety of rod cores, and the magical substances that customers preferred and trusted could be used to make rod cores, but after my father, the rod cores were fixed: the tail feathers of the phoenix, the hair of the unicorn, and the various parts of the dragon, and he believed that the best wand should contain a core with strong magical power, and make the wand wood from carefully selected materials that complement the characteristics of the wand core, and the wand chose the wizard who was most attractive to it."

Little Ollivanders said: "Father did nothing wrong, out of the last point, it is not the wand that chooses the wizard, I do not deny that some wands will produce spirituality after being used for a long time, and will adjust the frequency by themselves, but the performance of the new wand is determined by the wand maker, not the wand itself." ”

"My father was so immersed in his achievements that he had completely forgotten the energy to innovate when he was younger." Little Ollivander said with pity, "Now he occupies most of the market, and I can only use his words to fool some greedy people." ”

"Excuse me, but what is the concept of frequency?" Little Ollivander could understand the whole thing he said, except for this one word.

The word doesn't exist in his knowledge base.

Poor Hogwarts doesn't teach physics.

"This is something I learned in the Muggle world, and I thought the concept might have something to do with wand making, and I started experimenting with it, and guess what I found?" Ollivander Jr. was outspoken, he never felt ashamed to learn about the Muggle world.

"What?"

"I've discovered that everyone's magic has its own frequency!"