readx;?“ Don't worry, you're going to find one here, and by the way, why not - an unusual combination of holly wood and phoenix feathers, eleven inches, nice and soft. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Harry grabbed the cane and immediately felt a warm current rush up the tips of his fingers.

He raised his staff high above his head, and as he lowered it in the dusty air, a stream of red, golden flames seemed to emerge from one end of the wand, and pulsing sparks splashed against the walls around him.

Hagley jumped and clapped his hands, while Mr. Olivendus shouted, "Good! That's great! That's great! It's amazing, it's so unusual......"

"I'm sorry!" Harry asked, "What's so strange?" ”

Olivendus stared at Harry tightly with a hazy gaze.

"I remember every wand I've ever sold, Mr. Potter.

What a coincidence, the phoenix feather used in this wand in your hand and the feather used in the other one are from the same phoenix.

It's just that one, it's amazing, maybe when his brother hurt you and left you with this scar, this cane was destined to be used by you. ”

Harry swallowed.

"Yes, thirteen and a half inches. How miraculous these things have happened, this cane has chosen you, remember.

I think we should be hoping for something big to happen to you, Mr. Potter, after all, that unknown guy has done a lot of great things—terrible but great. ”

Harry was trembling, he wasn't sure if he liked this Mr. Olivendus.

He paid 7 Sail Coins for the wand, and Olivanders bowed and sent them out of his shop.

Of course, Harry didn't forget to buy a wand for Wu Mo.

Wu Mo obviously didn't have much interest in this kind of thing, he didn't need a wand to use his skills, and this was just to deal with the rules of the Hogwetcher School of Magic.

That afternoon, the sun hung low in the sky.

Wu Mo, Harry, and Hagley began to rush back to Daia Palace Road, through the wall, and the already empty "Leaky Pot Bar".

Harry didn't say a word all the way, he didn't even notice how many people were watching them underground, and with a heavy heart, he climbed the elevator with their strange packages and a sleeping snow-white owl, and soon arrived at Partington train station, where Harry realized where they were when Hagley tapped him on the shoulder.

"We still have time to eat before the train leaves." Hagley said.

He bought Harry a hamburger and ate it in a plastic chair, Harry kept looking around, everything around him looked strange.

"You're alright, Harry! You're quiet! Hagley asked.

Harry wasn't sure he could explain the feeling.

He'd just gotten the best birthday present of his life - but, as he chewed on a hamburger, trying to find some appropriate words.

"Everybody thinks I'm special," he finally spoke, "everyone in the 'Leaky Pot', Professor Kulla, and Mr. Olivendez...... But I didn't know anything about magic at all, so how could they expect something big to happen to me?

I'm famous, but I don't know why, I don't know, Hagley...... I mean, what happened the night my parents died. ”

Hagley leaned back on the table, a good-natured smile behind his shaggled beard and eyebrows.

"Don't worry, Harry, you're going to learn very quickly, everyone is starting from scratch at Hogwacher.

You're going to do well, just be yourself.

I know it's difficult, you've been out alone for a long time, but it's going to be a very memorable time at Hogwächer, I've been happy there in the past and I'm happy now, that's true. ”

Hagley put Harry on the train that would take him back to Doesley's house and handed him an envelope.

"Here's your and Dragon's ticket to Hogwächer," he said, "and the first of September -- King's Boulevard -- is all written on your train ticket." If you run into any problems at the Doesley house, ask your owl to send me a letter, it knows where to find me, goodbye, Harry. ”

The train slowly pulled out of the station, and Harry, trying to keep an eye on Hagley until he couldn't see it.

He got up from his seat and pressed his nose against the window, but in the blink of an eye, Hagley was gone.

Harry's last month at Doesley's house wasn't fun.

Indeed, Dardey was afraid of Harry and did not even dare to share a room with him now, and Aunt Payunia and Uncle Venant no longer locked Harry in the closet, nor did they force Harry to work or shout at him.

- Actually, they didn't talk to him at all.

They were indignant and terrified of Harry, and had to turn a blind eye to him.

Although this treatment has improved greatly compared to the previous one, it has not been long before it has become very dull.

To Harry's delight, though, he has a new friend, "Little Dragon".

During this time, the two of them got along almost day and night-

In fact, although this plane has passed for a month, for Wu Mo, it is actually just a blink of an eye.

He had studied that the dimensional time in the Administrator's game world was very different from the time on Earth.

Harry stayed in the room, spending his days with his owl friends and Wu Mo.

He named his owl Hevey, a name derived from a book called Magical Quests.

Harry loved to lie in bed and watch the night with his fascinating textbooks in hand, while Heivey loved to fly in and out of the open window.

Fortunately, Aunt Payunia didn't come in to clean again, otherwise she would have been in trouble if she had found out that Heivey was constantly bringing dead rats into the house.

Every night before going to bed, Harry would hook the past day on the piece of paper he had nailed to the wall, hoping that September 1 would come soon.

Wu Mo also named his owl "Black Spot", and his owl was much more powerful than Harry Potter's owl, which was an owl after three levels of strengthening.

Not only has the quality of all aspects been greatly improved, but the lifespan has also been greatly improved, and even the magic of this plane can be used.

On August 31, Harry decided it would be best to inform his aunt and uncle about going to King's Mile station the next day, so he went into the living room.

Even though Wu Mo told him that it didn't make sense, Harry was clearly a good boy, even though his uncle's family didn't really treat him well.

But he was still willing to talk about himself.

(To be continued.) )