"What? What did you say? My appointment has expired? ”

A hungry Mr. Ollivander was at the Ritz Hotel and was told the news by the front desk staff.

"How is that possible!"

He shouted in disbelief.

"I'm clearly scheduled for August 20th!"

"However, today is August 22nd, and you have missed the time, sir."

The front desk clerk reminded him with a smile and was polite.

"I ········· yes, why did I forget? ”

Mr. Ollivander was sober and he had been in the shop for the past few days············ Wait, he's been in the store all the time, so why forget about it?

Also, hasn't he eaten in two days?

No wonder so hungry!

No matter how much the hapless Mr. Ollivander struggled, he couldn't understand why he had worked for two whole days straight.

"Sir, if you don't mind, we are happy to prepare a spot for you to make up for the regret of missing your appointment last time."

A manager walked over and said to Mr. Ollivander.

The Ritz Afternoon Tea is so popular that it takes a month and a half to book it, and the Ritz Afternoon Tea is mostly visited by tourists. Formal attire is mandatory, with ties for men and tuxedos for women.

It can be said that it is indeed rare to miss once.

"Thank you so much!"

"You're welcome, this is your seat."

The manager led him to the cloakroom to store his clothes before taking him to his seat himself.

Mr. Ollivander eagerly opened the menu, picked up a random Ceylon tea, and waited for the snack.

All you have to do is choose the tea you want to drink, and the rest of the dim sum hotels have already been arranged.

Ritz's afternoon tea is expensive, costing £42 per person, which is equivalent to 420 yuan, so the variety and taste are relatively rich. At the bottom of the three-tier tray are sandwiches, which come in a variety of flavors such as salmon and ham, each with a delicious sauce; The middle layer is a very British dim sum scone, which should be eaten with cream, butter, and fruit prizes, which is very sweet; The top layer is a pure dessert. Halfway through the meal, the waiter came in with a cart and served two delicious cakes to each table.

After eating these, he felt like he was alive.

Just as he was about to pay the bill, the middle-aged gentleman in a suit and leather shoes came over again.

"Sir, a lady has already paid for you."

"Ma'am?"

Mr. Ollivander was confused.

········

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ollivanders. I almost forgot that you were hungry for two days. ”

Outside the hotel, a tall figure with a parasol whispered, her body draped in a dark gray cape.

By this time, it was already evening in London, and in the hazy night, no one noticed this corner.

Standing in the corner of the night, she came and went quietly, familiar with every corner of London.

In countless reincarnations, she stayed in London longer than Dumbledore.

No one knows the grass and trees better than her, and she can even name most of the people here.

……

August 23rd, early morning.

When the first rays of sunlight shone on the window, the master and apprentice finished their morning class.

Picking air in the morning, specially for guarding the first ray of sunlight, a little full of vitality, called the purple gas from the east, the medicine of health.

Taking its meaning here and omitting its essence is to cultivate the truth through falsehood.

It is not true that there is purple qi from the east, maybe there is a world, but obviously there is no here.

This method of collecting gas is a kind of meaning, the rising sun is born, full of vitality, and symbolizes the beginning of the day.

It is not so much about harvesting purple gas, but rather as using it to regulate the body and mind, so that people are as full of vitality as the rising sun.

After waiting patiently for the boring hour, I waited for the scene of the first sunshine, the taste of which was insignificant for those who were not there in person.

Breakfast was stir-fried potatoes with green peppers, a plate of finely chopped pickles, accompanied by well-boiled millet porridge, a few tea eggs, and a large glass of fresh milk.

Unlike other wizard families, who always try their best to stay away from ordinary people, Lin Zhengyang and they have always lived among ordinary people.

For example, a daily newspaper is delivered, water and electricity are available, and you can even play video games.

In the case of the Muggle government, it was also like a normal resident, unlike many wizarding houses, the addresses of which were not to be marked on a map, nor to be remembered, except to be known by guests with permission.

"Master, are you going out today?"

Zhang Ming quickly finished his portion, looked at Lin Zhengyang and asked.

"Today I'm going to prepare a textbook, and I can start when the goods in Diagon Alley arrive."

Stars are about to pop out of the little guy's eyes.

"That ......"

"No, you can't!"

Without raising his head, Lin Zhengyang took off the package that the owl was carrying, which was the school uniform he bought yesterday, fed the owl a handful of grain, and sent it away.

"Why? Master......"

He became depressed.

"I'm your only disciple!"

"Not soon!"

A few more owls flew out onto the balcony, all with heavy packages.

There are textbooks, potions materials, various second-hand magic books, some forbidden dark magic books, daily prophets, broomsticks, and many practical gadgets.

Dozens of owls, large and small, crowded on the balcony, all vying to get things to him first.

The way to appease these owls is a handful of grain.

The exception, of course, was the one that delivered the newspaper, and it was also responsible for the charge, and counted out three silver sikes and handed it to it, and the owl with only gray-and-white feathers skillfully carried the silver coin, put it in another small bag at its feet, flapped its wings and left.

After sending away all the owls, the feathers that fell on the balcony were all over the place, and Lin Zhengyang made a fluent cleaning spell, and it was as neat as new.

After inspecting all the packages, Lin Zhengyang looked at the wand box in his hand with satisfaction, an arm-long, lilac metal wand with a lilac wand body, lying quietly on the velvet cushion of violet.

"Ollivander is as dedicated as I imagined, and it's only been one night before I finish my wand?"

When I took the wand, I instantly felt as if my arm had been extended, and with a slight wave, the magic flowed without obscurity, and after the transformation of the magic substance in the wand core, it was more stable and easy to operate.

From a more subtle level of observation, Lin Zhengyang discovered a deeper way of magic working, which is worthy of a landmark invention in the history of magic, and the wand is extremely helpful to wizards in casting spells, and the effect is a must.