Chapter 006: The Wand

What a historic meeting, except that the boy was a replica of his father.

He glared at the boy angrily, and it wasn't until the girl secretly reminded him that he realized that he was actually angry.

Snape didn't think there was anything wrong with angering a child, who called him the son of the bastard, and who looked so much like the bastard, there was nothing wrong with the father's debt, and no one demanded that he be good to the boy, even if he was also her son.

Catherine's mind was indeed quick, and she noticed his anomaly with ease, and when she asked about "Harry Potter", Snape wanted to tell almost everything he knew.

Catherine, who knew her "life experience", looked very shocked, and all kinds of expressions appeared on her face without a trace of concealment. But when there was a knock on the door, she immediately restrained herself and replied to the face with a gentle smile.

Superior self-control and aristocratic etiquette that he hated so much, like Lucius. Maybe he shouldn't have remembered this arrogant guy, and as a result they met like this, in his completely unprepared condition.

Snape definitely saw the banter in Lucius's eyes, damn it he should have thought of it, but completely forgot to remind her that maybe he should have turned around and taken Catherine away immediately, but unfortunately he didn't, so her appearance and temperament completely caught the attention of Lucius, Malfoy.

Snape should be glad that Draco was there, and Lucius obviously didn't want his overspoiled son to stay with Catherine unprepared, so Lucius made an excuse to leave quickly, and immediately warned Draco, completely ignoring whether anyone else would find out.

Snape didn't know whether to be honored, or angry, that Catherine had been on Lucius's watchlist as soon as she stepped into wizarding world, but as if she hadn't noticed, she suddenly became like a normal child, curious about things she had never seen before, and squandering like a loser.

Snape didn't have the slightest concern about Catherine's generosity, after all, she was the head of a family, but what he didn't understand was that her vigilance seemed to disappear suddenly after meeting Lucius.

"Professor, why don't you eat?" Catherine, who had finished questioning the cook, interrupted Snape's musings.

"I didn't expect you to be so interested in cooking." Snape said calmly, not hiding his gaffe.

"Interest!" The relaxed expression on Catherine's face suddenly disappeared, and she replaced it with a helpless wry smile, "It's just a habit I've been forced to develop, a habit that keeps me alive. ”

"Why?" Snape asked.

"Why!" Catherine smiled faintly, "Professor Snape, have you forgotten that I am the ruler of a family?" ”

Snape was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly turned cold, his fists suddenly tightened, and the green tendons on the back of his hands also skyrocketed.

Catherine glanced at Snape's face, then at his hand, then lowered her head and rubbed her fingertips against the edge of her plate.

"At first, it was only because my sense of taste was too keen and the chef always didn't make things to my taste, so I started to learn cooking, but I didn't expect it to become my advantage." Catherine chuckled as if she were telling a joke that had nothing to do with herself.

Snape's eyes narrowed sharply before he asked in a dry voice, "How sharp is your sense of taste?" ”

"Sharp enough—" Catherine said with a smile on her head, like a child who had found a treasure and was anxious to share it with others, "to be able to tell how much salt was in a bowl of soup." ”

Snape's eyes widened in surprise, and a myriad of thoughts crossed his mind in an instant, but in the end he didn't say a single one, just said it in a very calm tone.

"Amazing skills!"

Catherine had seen the faces of many people who knew their palate, but she never thought that anyone could completely control their desires.

"Why?" Catherine asked involuntarily.

Snape didn't answer immediately, but reached out and pulled her eye-blocking bangs behind her ear.

"You're just a kid." His voice was no longer cold, but hot like never before.

Catherine's face was suddenly flushed, she involuntarily lowered her head, wagged her fingers awkwardly, and finally stood up sharply, dropped the phrase "I'm going to buy a wand", and then walked away quickly.

After staring blankly at the place where Catherine's back disappeared for a long time, Snape suddenly asked softly, "Lily, is she really your daughter?" ”

Catherine, who hurried to the small patio, realized that she had forgotten that this passage needed a wand to open, and it just so happened that what she didn't buy was a wand.

While Catherine was contemplating whether to go back and find someone to open the door, or to try to climb over the wall, the wall leading to Diagon Alley suddenly opened, and a young man with long blue hair walked in.

Seeing Catherine, the other party was stunned for a moment, and then understood her situation, he showed a smile and let out the passage.

Catherine smiled and thanked him, and walked unhurriedly into Diagon Alley.

Looking at her calm appearance, the young man couldn't help but be surprised, and then he showed an expression of sudden realization as if he remembered something.

"I wonder which house you're going to be sorted into? Catherine Prince! The young man chuckled to himself, "It's better to be the same college." ”

The Ollivanders Wand Shop looked like the other shops in Diagon Alley, small and broken, with a peeling gold sign on the door that read: Makers-of-Fine-Wands-since-382-B.C.A.

In the dusty window, a wand sits alone on a faded purple cushion. Through the dirty glass, a bench could be seen in the small hall, and thousands of narrow cardboard boxes stacked on the wall, almost to the ceiling.

When Catherine pushed the door open, there was a jingling bell somewhere behind the store.

"Good afternoon!" An old man popped out of the back of the cupboard.

"Good afternoon!" Catherine smiled politely, "I want to buy a wand." ”

"Hogwarts freshmen?" The old man looked carefully at the girl who was not frightened by himself with his big silver-white eyes.

Catherine smiled and nodded.

"What do you call it? Little girl! Ollivander reached into the pocket of his clothes.

"Catherine." Hearing the name, Ollivander stopped what he was doing and looked at himself again with a surprised look, as the girl had expected.

"Why do you look so surprised?" Catherine asked deliberately, to see if she would get a different answer.

"I thought I had gone back twenty years," said Mr. Ollivander, after looking down at Catherine's face closely, "you really resemble her when she was eleven, except for the eyes. ”

"You mean Lily Evans?" Catherine deliberately surprised her tone.

"Yes." Mr. Ollivander closed his eyes and recalled, "It's also such an afternoon, she and a-" He suddenly stopped and opened his eyes, "are you her missing daughter?" ”

"I don't know," Catherine shook her head, her tone full of regret, "I'm an orphan. ”

"Orphans!" Ollivander rubbed his fingers, "If you're an orphan, then the professor should pick you up?" ”

"Yes, Professor Snape."

"Snape? Severus Snape! Ollivander asked in a hurried tone.

"Any questions?" Catherine was really puzzled this time, and Ollivanders' reaction was somewhat unexpected.

"No, I just thought Dumbledore's arrangement was interesting." Ollivander smiled wryly.

"Dumbledore?" Catherine was a little moved, how could there be this headmaster everywhere.

"When you need to know, you naturally know." Instead of answering, Ollivander pulled out a long tape measure with silver scales from his pocket, "Now, please tell me, you use that hand a lot?" ”

Catherine raised her right hand and did not ask, since there are some things that others do not want to say, it is useless to ask.

When the automatic tape measure had finished measuring her, Catherine was confronted with the most unpleasant thing of the day, and she did not react in the slightest to any of the wands that Ollivander had brought.

When Snape came looking for her, Catherine was sitting on the only bench in the shop, holding a wand in her left hand, taking one out of her right hand and waving it in her right hand before throwing it on the half-man-high "hill" in front of her, around which there were boxes of wands, and Ollivander was lying on the ground, looking for something.

"What's going on?" Snape asked in surprise as he entered.

"Sorry! I'll tell you first. Catherine quickly stood up, her voice still calm, but with a hint ......of irritation, "I thought I should be able to pick a wand soon, who knows," she didn't say, just threw the last wand onto the "hill".

"Snape." Ollivander got up from the ground with his hands on the shelf, "Did you really pick up Catherine?" ”

"Of course!" Snape glared at Ollivander with unquestioning eyes.

"It's weird, she still hasn't reacted to any wand, and I suspect she's a squib."

"It's impossible, Squibs can't get an offer from Hogwarts. You know that! Snape growled, as if what Ollivander had just said was insulting to him.

"What is a Squib?" Catherine looked back and forth at the two adults, and she noticed that the word was key.

"Squibs are people who were born into a wizarding family, but have no magical powers." Ollivander handed her the wand in his hand, "This is the last one." ”

Catherine gasped, took it with a trembling right hand, and with a vigorous swing, a green light erupted from the tip of the staff, and everything in the store floated up, including Snape and Ollivander.

"Oh my God, that's ......" Ollivander had no end in his life, when everything fell to the ground again, and he almost fell, and Snape looked at Catherine with surprise.