At this time, Augustus and his parents were standing at the entrance to Diagon Alley, on the cobblestone street with no end in sight, walking wizards dressed in different clothes, these wizards were like walking clusters of light in the eyes of the legendary archmage who had opened the eyes of inquiry, and these light clusters were bright or dark, representing their strength.

Walking along with the flow of people, the dazzling sunlight cast on a stack of pots outside the door of the nearest store. Above the pot hangs a cauldron made of copper-brass-tin-silver, complete in models, automatically stirring and foldable.

"Now we need to buy you a wand first, although you have mastered wandless casting, trust me, there is still a big difference between the effect of having a wand and not having one." Clovis turned sideways to Augustus.

"Wand? Looks interesting, maybe it will help me understand this lower demon world better" Augustus nodded silently, and followed Clovis and Aurora in the direction of the wand shop.

It was a small, dilapidated shop, with a peeling gold sign on the door that read: Ollivander: A well-made wand since 382 BC. In the dusty window, a wand sits alone on a faded purple cushion.

As they entered, there was a jingling bell from somewhere behind the store. The shop was small, with nothing but a bench.

"Good afternoon." A soft voice suddenly sounded in their ears, and following the voice, an old man stood before them, his big light-colored eyes like two shining moons in the dim shop.

"Hello, Ollivander, it's been a long time." Clovis reached out and patted Ollivander on the shoulder, smiling.

"Oh, yes," said the old man, "yes, yes, Duke Clovis, Lady Aurora, you bought your first wand here that year, and it seems like yesterday. This young master is your child, so I'm here to pick out a wand for him today. ”

"Of course, it seems to me that it is not so much the master who chooses the wand as the wand that chooses the master." Ollivander continued.

Hearing such interesting words, Augustus's gaze as he looked around the room couldn't help but fall on Ollivander again.

"So, sir, how did you get the wand to choose its master?" The corners of Augustus' mouth arced in a perfect arc.

"Every Ollivanders wand has a super-powerful magical substance, and that's the essence of it, Mr. Julius. We used unicorn fur, phoenix tail feathers, and dragon nerves. Every Ollivanders wand is unique, as no two unicorns, dragons, or phoenixes are exactly the same. So for the wand, each owner is also unique, and when the wand meets its own master, it will exude a dazzling brilliance," Ollivander said lightly as he looked at Augustus.

"Alright, then, Mr. Julius, which arm do you use to make your wand?" Ollivander then asked.

"Well, I'm used to using my right hand." Augustus raised his right hand and touched his straight nose and said.

"Hmm." Mr. Ollivander glanced at him, and pulled out a long tape measure with silver scales from his pocket. Walked up, just about to measure Augustus. was rejected by Augustus.

"Don't bother, sir, I think I've found my wand." As soon as the words fell, I saw that in the middle of the shelf behind Ollivander, a long box suddenly slid out automatically, and a straight silver wand flew over, when the wand was held in Augustus's hand, the huge magic power that he had been suppressing suddenly exploded, and the entire various facilities and rooms of the Ollivanders wand shop were instantly blown to pieces, and many wands rolled to the ground, and several shops next door were implicated. Clovis and Aurora looked at their son in amazement, as if they didn't expect Augustus to be so terrifying.

"This, this can't be." didn't pay much attention to the blown up shop, looking at the silver wand in Augustus's hand, Ollivander, who had big eyes, seemed to bulge out at this time.

"The elder wand's brother wand, the Silver Moon Wand, what does it mean to be born at this time?" Ollivanders, staring at the silver wand, muttered to himself.

"Is it called the Silver Moon Wand, a good name?" Augustus said lightly. At this time, in Augustus' eyes, this Silver Moon Wand was like a huge luminous body, and the whole body exuded a powerful light. "But I'm still very sorry to blow up your shop, and we will compensate you as soon as possible."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter." Ollivander waved his hand and continued, "I'm sorry I can't name the material of this wand, but since it has chosen to follow you, please cherish him, Mr. Julius." ”

"Of course." Holding the wand, he seemed to feel Augustus's surging magic, and the silver moon wand in his hand seemed to have a feeling of blood connection in Augustus's palm, looking at this beautiful wand Augustus continued: "Whether it is a wizard choosing a wand, or a wand choosing a wizard, I think for these two, they already have each other when they meet together." ”

Walking out of the street, it was already approaching dusk, and Augustus glanced at the list sent by the school.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

[Uniform]

First-year students are required to:

1. Three sets of plain overalls (black)

2. A plain peaked hat worn during the day (black)

3。 A pair of protective gloves (made of dragon skin or similar materials)

4. One winter cloak (black, silver buckle)

Please note: All student attire must have a name tag on it

[Textbook]

All students are required to prepare the following books:

Standard Spells, Elementary, by Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magic, by Bathilda Basshat

The Theory of Magic, by Adbay Wolflin

The Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration, by Emory Swich

A Thousand Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms, by Felida Spall

Magic Potions & Potions. By Arseny Giger

Monsters and Where They Come From, by Newt Scamman

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Defense, by Quentin Trimb

[Other Equipment]

A wand

1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)

A set of glass or crystal vials

A telescope

A brass balance

Students are allowed to bring an owl or a cat or a toad

Parents are reminded that first-year students are not allowed to bring their own broomsticks (1)

Now that only one wand was complete, Clovis had to summon the house-elves over and split up in order to buy the many items on the list before the shops closed.

At this time, Diagon Alley was immersed in the afterglow of the setting sun, and some dim sunlight swayed unscrupulously on the streets, and on the roofs, pedestrians came and went in this faint light and shadow.