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Ollivanders is the only wand shop in Diagon Alley, and in today's British wizarding world, almost every magic staff used by a magician is made by Ollivanders, and even many foreigners will come to London specifically to buy a wand made by him, and he is also the best wand casting master in Britain and even in Europe. In addition, he has a very good memory, and can remember almost every wand sold from him, as well as the owner of the wand

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: "Ollivander has made zuò fine wands since 382 BC".

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

Orson stood at the doorway as soon as he walked in, and was not in a hurry, although the sight was other than a wand, and old Mr. Ollivander did not seem to be here. But he knew that Ollivander was hiding behind the left-hand shelf, quietly watching him, as if silently choosing the right wand for him.

After waiting for about half a minute, I heard a clanging sound. A ladder with slides slid out of it, and Ollivander stood on it, turning his head to look at him.

With a perfect smile on his face, Orson bowed slightly.

"Oooh! It turned out to be the honorable Marquis of Somerset, which was wonderful. ”

The old man smiled exaggeratedly, descended from the ladder, walked briskly in front of Orson, and looked at him closely.

"Well, it's like, it's really like, it's like I was born yesterday, Duke Tyne Weil, the two duchesses, both bought wands from a small shop. You look exactly like your parents. ”

"Thanks for the compliment!"

Orson bowed again.

For such an old man, as a nobleman, he did every bit of etiquette he should do, although the difference in status between the two was still quite large.

"No, no, no, it's not a compliment, I can even remember their wands. Duke Tynewell's wands were eleven and three-quarters inches long, and the wands of the two Duchesses were nine inches long. It's hard to imagine that there is such a coincidence, and the wands of three people are almost identical. ”

Ollivander squinted, as if remembering and sighing, and then looked down at Orson.

"Is the Marquis of Somerset going to Hogwarts this year? Time is so fast, more than ten years have passed unconsciously, okay, Lord Marquis, are you used to using your left hand or right hand? ”

"You can call me Orson, I can do it with both my left and right hands."

"Okay, Orson, come, stretch out your right hand......"

Next, Ollivander recorded his arms, palms, distances from each other to his shoulders, and so on, and after a short thought, he slowly raised his head, looked in one direction, and then raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and a purple box, from a large pile of identical boxes, slowly flew out and fell into his hand.

Holding the box in front of Orson, he gently opened it and took out a very colored staff from it.

"Twelve and a quarter of an inch, oak, unicorn fur core, bright, powerful, you wave it and try it."

Ollivander said, handing his wand to Orsen.

Orson took it, but instead of waving his wand as Ollivander had arranged, he closed his eyes and felt it quietly. In fact, he didn't believe in the so-called wand selection from the beginning. At best, the wand is a relatively powerful, slightly simple spiritual alchemy product. If you don't even have self-intelligence, how can you choose to choose a wizard on your own initiative? In the final analysis, it's just a match of spiritual power. A staff with a matching spiritual power can wield more powerful power in the hands of the wizard, and the wizard's power can also be fully wielded. And not to mention whether the spiritual power is compatible, Orson already has his own staff, and he came here just to retrieve his own things, and by the way, he gave Ollivander some money as a storage fee for all these years, except for the staff of the morning sun, other staffs, he didn't care about them at all.

After testing it with his mental power, and sure enough, it was completely inappropriate, shaking his head, he put the staff in the box.

Then, without waiting for Ollivander to turn around, he spoke first.

"Mr. Ollivander, please wait, it's too troublesome to look for it like this, so I'll take the initiative to find it."

After that, he didn't give Ollivander a chance to speak, closed his eyes and opened his arms, and then slowly released his powerful spiritual power.

A strong storm of spiritual power poured out of Aosen's body around him, and the wands around him hummed together, and they all trembled violently, and the windows of the shop also rattled, and the little water left in the water cup on the table seemed to be boiling, and it tumbled violently. And the wizards passing by outside the shop almost at the same time felt a sense of depression from their hearts, this feeling came from nowhere, and it was just like this inexplicable and strange sudden appearance, and then suddenly fell, directly pressing on their hearts, making his breathing suddenly a little harder.

Fortunately, this feeling came and went quickly, and in a short moment, the wand stopped shaking, the window stopped trembling, the water in the water cup also calmed down, and the mage outside became relaxed. They looked at each other in disbelief, and then they didn't notice anything unusual, and they all left.

Only poor old Ollivander knew where this qiē came from, he had been frightened, he had lived so old and made hundreds of thousands of magic wands, but he had never seen anyone who could choose a wand like this, let alone anyone who could unleash such power at such a young age. He didn't even know how that feeling was formed just now, he only knew that the source of this qiē was made by the young man in front of him who was only eleven years old and much lower than an adult mage.

Just when he was frightened, a pure white long box flew out of the deepest part of the shop. The box was pure white, without any patterns or handwriting, just like the simplest cardboard box, but the contents made Ollivander's eyes widen when he had just seen this scene.

He stretched out his hand in disbelief, took the box that flew out automatically into his hand, looked at the box in his hand, and then looked at the boy opposite, and finally let out a long sigh.

"I thought that no one would be able to use this wand until I died, and maybe it was yours from the beginning."

Ollivander said, slowly opening the white cardboard box, revealing the wand inside.

"I didn't make it, I bought it from a magician who didn't know his name, he only told me, this wand is from the East, I have studied it for many years, I haven't figured out what its material is, the inner core is also unknown, but I know that it contains extremely powerful power, even the old wand, I'm afraid it can't compare to him, perhaps, he comes from the gods of the East."

Ollivander took out the magic staff, which was pure white and twelve inches long, with dots of blue light on it that were constantly circling and circling, like a frolicking elf.

Ollivander took one last look at the staff, and finally put it in Orsen's hand with some reluctance and some relief.

"When I bought this wand, it was exactly eleven years ago, you were just born that year, and I have forgotten the exact date, but perhaps, this staff should have been yours from the beginning. Come, wave it, and let me see how powerful this staff that I can't see through is after choosing its master. ”

Ollivander said, his figure backing slightly. It's not that he was too careful, but that Aosen's previous move of releasing the mental power storm scared the old man a little. No wand can unleash that much power, but what if you have a wand? Although he was only testing the power of his wand instead of fighting, Ollivander, who was already extremely bad at fighting, still brought a little caution.

"Okay."

Orson smiled at the old man, then picked up the Staff of Dawn, which belonged to him, and gave a gentle touch to Ollivander's expectant and worried gaze.

Squeak-

At this moment, the door of the small shop was pushed open from the outside, but before the people outside could walk in, a powerful force suddenly came, and in the room, almost all the wands flew out of the small cardboard box, swirling and circling in the air, and powerful fluctuations were released from the top of the staff of the morning light, pushing the person who was about to push the door in, and by the way, the door was also slammed shut.

"Yikes!"

Orson only heard a short scream, and listening to the voice, it seemed to be a girl.

Realizing that he seemed to be in trouble, he quickly stopped the non-magical magic he was releasing and quickly flicked his staff.

"Clean up!"

The thousands of magic that had been flying in the air quickly returned to their original positions, and Orson turned around and looked outside. But I saw a girl in a black robe getting up from the ground, obviously this is the "victim" who was inadvertently attacked by herself just now.

Aosen hurriedly opened the door of the store to greet him, and when he walked in, Aosen was a little dumbfounded.

With long black eyes, black eyes, fair skin, and delicate facial features, this is Harry Potter's first love, Ravenclaw's "Autumn Zhang" classmate.

"Yes, Zhang Qiu is one year older than Harry, and he should be enrolled in the same class as me this year. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I looked chubby in the movie, and I looked really good when I looked at the real person. Hehe, Harry Potter, buddy can't stop you, your first love**, buddy is welcome. ”

Orson thought silently in his heart, and when he thought of this, that perfect smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"This young lady, I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were coming in, using magic rashly, sorry to frighten you."

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