After leaving the bookstore and seeing that it was almost noon, McGoth and Earl Will decided to buy a wand first and then go back, and in the afternoon McGoth came alone.

They walked to the last shop in Diagon Alley, which looked small and dilapidated, with a peeling gold sign on the door that read: Ollivanders, a wand made since 382 BC.

In the dusty window, as in the original book, a wand sits alone on a faded purple cushion.

McGoth walked into the store with some trepidation, wondering if he could buy a wand now if he was not yet 11 years old, after all, Ollivander has a strange personality and may not sell it to you if he has money.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?" McGoss, who walked into the store, looked at the room full of long boxes and shouted cautiously. Count Will saw the bench next to him and sat down, and looked around curiously.

"Hello." An old man stepped out from behind a wand like a mountain.

"Hello, I'd like to buy a wand." Magos looked at the old man in front of him, a little nervous for some reason.

"A wizard of Muggle descent, well, let me take a good look. Your magic is still weak, and you're not even 11 years old. Although it sounded inquiring, his tone was affirmative.

"Yes, I'm nine years old, I stumbled upon this, can I buy a wand?"

"Is it the wand that chooses the owner, the child, and first tells you which hand you are used to?"

"Right hand."

Ollivander pulled out a tape measure, which automatically measured Magos's right hand and head. When he was done, Ollivander put away the tape measure.

"Alright, try this, dragon nerves, phoenix feathers and a wand made of pine, eight inches long, very tough. Know that every Ollivanders wand is unique. ”

McGoth took the wand stupidly, looked at Ollivander in confusion, and then what should he do, wave it casually?

"Concentrate your energy, imagine being one with this wand."

I don't know how to do it, but I guess I guess I was concentrating on feeling the wand in my hand.

When he was fully focused, he had an inexplicable feeling grasping his wand's right hand, but it was too weak for him to confirm whether it was true or not, and when he wanted to feel it again; The wand has been taken away by Ollivander.

"This is not good, with this, yew wood, snake nerves, nine and a half inches long, very elastic."

McGoth felt it very seriously this time, and he did have an inexplicable feeling, but he couldn't say what it was, and the result was the same as just now, and he was taken away directly.

Magos then tried several more wands, many of which were made of nerves or feathers of inexplicable magical creatures, but each one was said by Ollivander to be no.

"Well, there are very few guests who are so picky, let me see......... Well, try this one, I think this must be the best wand for you. Ollivander pulled out a wooden box that looked like a stepping foot from under the cabinet next to him.

"This is my father's last work, and a lot of people can't be recognized by him, it's amazing, isn't it. Oak, there are dragon nerves in it, but those nerves are two different dragons, I'm surprised, I was too, those two dragons were born in the same womb, maybe it's hard to control for this reason, in fact, I'm more curious why I didn't make him into two wands, and I had to put them together. There are also phoenix feathers in it, twelve inches, which are very flexible. This is the only work. ”

Ollivander carefully took out his wand and opened it gently as he muttered to himself.

"Try it."

Magos took the wand and didn't concentrate before he felt the connection between the wand and himself, this was not the plausible feeling before, this feeling was very strong, and he waved it involuntarily. The tip of the wand shot a rainbow of light, which startled Magos and Count Will.

Ollivander exclaimed, "Oh, that's great, it's unexpected, you're not even 11 years old and your magic is close to the level of an 11-year-old wizard, a great little wizard, tell me your name." ”

"My name is McGoss. Will. Mr. McGoss replied.

"Very well, Mr. Will, remember, it was the wand that chose the wizard." Ollivander said as he put Magos's wand into the box, handed it to him, and looked him in the eye.

"Seven Galleons."

Magos handed Ollivander seven Galleons and walked out of the shop with Count Will under his watchful eye.

"Father, let's go back." Magos walked out of the store and exhaled as he looked at the sun hanging high in the sky.

Out of Diagon Alley, Tom said hello to Tom and left the Leaky Cauldron.

After returning home for lunch, McGoth was a little anxious to go back to Diagon Alley, but instead of agreeing, his father called him to the study and spoke to him.

"Magos, I can feel the curiosity and impulse in your heart, but I hope you can control your desires well, where my power will not play the slightest role, all I can offer is your financial help, I hope you can understand what I mean."

After saying this, his father left, McGoth is not a real child, his mind is mature, after sitting in the study for a while, he began to reflect on his own immaturity in doing things, from a dick to suddenly become a local tyrant, making himself a lot arrogant all of a sudden, although he couldn't see anything before, but the sudden discovery of the magic world made him want to buy the entire magic world back with money to see the problem, his father must have noticed it before reminding himself, If you keep doing this, you will either be regarded as an idiot by those pure-blood wizards, or targeted by those wizards with evil intentions. Thinking of this, McGoth was in a cold sweat, others didn't know, but he knew that the wizarding world was not peaceful in the future, and it was impossible to be alone, not to mention that if he used money to swagger through the market, he would definitely become the target of those people.

After figuring it out, McGoth suddenly felt that he was really dizzy before, and he was self-righteous when he knew the future, but the wizarding world used his fists to speak, and he didn't know how to die if he did something to attract the attention of someone with a heart.

He got up and stretched out of the study.

"Daddy, take me to the bar."

Earl Will frowned, feeling a little disappointed, but he didn't expect his son to still not understand what he meant. When he looked up, he was about to refuse, and before he could say the words of reprimand, he saw McGoss's eyes, and there was only curiosity and gratitude in his clear eyes, and there was not even the urgency and greed he saw before.

Earl Will paused, then smiled.

"Yes, yes."

"Thank you, Father."

Count Will shook his head and handed him a check.

"Go ahead, come back early in the evening, and ask Burton to take you to the bank to get some money first, I have already arranged for someone to come over, and the money for those books has not yet been paid."

McGoth took the cheque and looked at it, £500,000.

"Dad, you don't need so much, as long as you pay for the books, everything else is enough."

"How can I use enough, my Will family is not a stingy family, since we need to use money, there is no need to save it, we still have money. And I want you not to be too arrogant but not blindly back down, if someone really dares to do something to you, my Will family is not easy to mess with, I just don't know if it will be witchcraft or weapons at that time. ”

McGoth looked at his imposing father as well. Generate a strong sense of confidence.

"Don't worry, father, the person who can do something to me hasn't been born yet."

"Hahaha, okay, it's not my Duke. Will's son. Go ahead. ”

Soon McGoth had picked up the money and was at the Leaky Cauldron, this time without stopping until Diagon Alley.

After going straight to Gringotts to exchange the gold Galleons, Magos went to Madame Morkin's robes shop to get 4 robes, and then went to the Blotted Bookstore to get a few books, and paid the remaining 5,400 Galleons directly, and gave an additional 3 Galleons to him to send the books to the castle.

Debt-free, lightweight, and with a huge amount of money, McGoth walked out of the bookstore with "Standard Spells, Elementary", "Theory of Magic", "A Thousand Magical Herbs and Types", and "Magical Potions and Potions". I first went to a shady shop opposite, the babbling owl shop, bought a snow owl, sat in the Flolin cold drink shop with a cage, ordered a few cold drinks and desserts, and flipped through the book.

Time flies when I read the book, and the first part of the book that I have only read in McGoth has passed 2 hours. After getting up and paying the bill, after collecting the book, I went to a store that sold magic materials, bought a dozen copies of each of the herbs made from several potions, and went to buy necessities such as crucibles, and then went back to the bar.

The bar was a little deserted in the afternoon, and the bar that was usually almost full was only 2.3 tables today, and McGoth didn't want to go back so early and walk to the bar to chat with Tom. I learned from Tom that Hogwarts admissions days would come in another month, but it had nothing to do with McGoss, he would have to wait another two years to go, but he didn't want to go to that aristocratic elementary school anymore, but this might be a bit hanging, his aristocratic etiquette was basically failing, and his father might not let him drop out of school so easily. He wanted to see if there were any wizards who were willing to do some extra money and make him a personal tutor, anyway, the requirements were not high, he only needed to know the basics, but from Tom's mouth, he knew that those people were either half a bucket of water, or they looked down on Muggle-born wizards, and wizards who graduated from Hogwarts were not worried about work and had to give up. Then I talked to him about the latest Daily Prophet before going back.

Maybe next time I come over and ask about Harry Potter, I wonder if he is as miserable as he is in the movies and novels. I can't remember the plot in the novel, but I only remember some minor plots in the movie. Voldemort's Horcruxes are seven, let me think about it, it seems like there are diaries, snakes, pendants, rings, Harry Potter, and whatever? Forget it, think about it slowly, and there's no rush now. Magos shook his head and walked out of the bar.