The most prestigious wand shop in Ollivanders, Diagon Alley, and the entire British wizarding world.

Led by Amy, Phyllis made her way into Diagon Alley, where she found Ollivander Wand Shop.

Ollivander's storefront was small and dilapidated, with a wand lying on a faded purple cushion in the window. The gold sign on the door has been peeled off, and it reads: "Ollivanders, a well-made wand since 382 BC".

382 BC? Phyllis was skeptical of the accuracy of this figure.

The name England derives from the "Angles", whose original name "Engla-lond" means "land of the Angles", who inhabited this place after the aboriginal inhabitants and belonged to the Western European people.

In 55 BC and 54 BC, G.J. Caesar led two Roman legions into Britain, both of which were repelled by the British. In 43 AD, the Roman Emperor Claudius I led an army to invade Britain, and after conquering Britain, it became the territory of the Roman Empire. These conquerors were the Angles.

Although it is said that this is the history of ordinary people, before the signing of the International Secrecy Law, there was a deep and close relationship between wizards and ordinary people, wizards and ordinary people are not two species, the so-called wizards are just ordinary people who have awakened the power of magic, and all wizards come from ordinary people.

Ollivanders was clearly Anglo, how did his family start making wands in England in 382 BC?

Before the Roman conquest of England, the historical record of the land was very confusing. The historical records of ordinary people are still like this, let alone wizards who have only a few ten-thousandths of the population of ordinary people. In Phyllis's opinion, before 500 AD, the history of wizards could be seen as a mythological story.

After a moment's pause at the Ollivanders Wand Shop, Phyllis stepped inside.

The room was a little dimly lit, and Phyllis took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of strange eyes. Her eyes are not divided into whites of the eyeballs, but a pure ink color, only the middle part of the eye, the ink color will be darker.

Phyllis's eyes slowly became like this. At first, her eyes were only a little gray, then they became more and more apparent, and when she differentiated from the main personality as an independent personality, her eyes completely turned into pure ink.

The black eyes turned into pure ink, which was actually a manifestation of Yechen's full strength to stimulate her soul power, and I don't know why, Phyllis's eyes would become like this - perhaps because of the awakening of the magical power in her blood during this mission, her soul power was always in a state of activation.

The hall of the Ollivanders Wand Shop was small, with nothing but a bench, and thousands of narrow boxes of wands almost up to the ceiling.

Just as Phyllis was curiously looking at this prestigious shop, an old but gentle voice suddenly came from the corner: "Good morning, young lady. ”

Phyllis turned her head to look at the old man who had just come out of the room, and said, "You are Mr. Ollivander, good morning." ”

Ollivander walked up to Phyllis, stared at her pure inky eyes, and whispered, "The Kate family...... Yes, extremely rare...... The Kate family, who have fully awakened the power of the bloodline......"

Seeing that the old man was staring at him distractedly, which was not a polite act, the smile on Phyllis's face narrowed slightly, and said, "Mr. Ollivander, I want to buy a wand of my own." ”

Ollivander, who woke up from the chaos of his thoughts, was a little embarrassed and said: "I'm sorry, people are old, they always like to remember the past, I still remember when your father came to buy a wand, it was a very shy child, I didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, his children are so old." ”

"Oh." Phyllis replied casually, in a very flat tone.

Ollivander glanced at Phyllis with some surprise. As one of the most prestigious wand-makers in the UK, almost all wizards in the UK bought their wands from him, and he had seen generations of wizards come here to pick their wands.

Ollivander likes to talk to children about how their parents came to buy wands, and children are always interested in what their parents were like when they were younger. All it takes is a few simple words of conversation to put young customers at ease. That's exactly what Ollivander wants, and he wants every child to be relaxed and comfortable when they first come into contact with a wand. A soothing state of mind is more conducive to the wizard to choose a wand that truly suits him.

It's just that I didn't expect this child of the Kate family to be so cold.

Ollivander sighed slightly, pulled out a narrow cardboard box from the shelf, and introduced, "Twelve-inch long, unicorn tail, elderberry...... This is the rarest form of wand wood, and has a reputation for causing great misfortune, and few wizards can match a wand made of elderwood...... But the Kate family has always liked it, and your family seems to see this wood as a medicinal herb, a very special idea...... Of course, this wand made of wood also likes them......"

Listening to Ollivander's rambling introduction, Phyllis took out the wand from the box and tried to channel the magic power in her body into the wand according to the method recorded in the family's magic notes, and the result was ......

"It's dead!" Ollivander exclaimed, snatched the wand from Phyllis's hand, pressed it closer, looked at it earnestly with a pair of silver-white eyes, and touched it lightly with a trembling hand.

It was a long time before he put the wand back in the box and said with a sad face, "It's dead......

Ollivander held the box in his arms, looked at Phyllis, looked at her inky eyes, and said: "It's my fault, I didn't expect that the people of the Kate family, who had completely awakened the power of the bloodline, would be so ......"

Phyllis blinked, completely unaware of what was happening, but as if it wasn't good news, she asked, "Mr. Ollivanders, what's wrong with that wand?" It's me...... Did it hurt it? She could hear Ollivander say that the wand was "dead."

Ollivander smiled reluctantly, and despite the pain in his heart, he comforted and said, "It's okay, kid, it's not your fault...... It's not your fault......"

Putting the box away, Ollivander continued to pick on the shelf. He didn't take out one wand after another and let Phyllis try it next to him, as he usually did, it would be too dangerous—too dangerous for a wand. He needed to choose a wand that was most likely to work for the girl.

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