I don't know how many wands were replaced, but the tables and chairs that were originally relatively spacious were full of boxes containing wands. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Mr. Ollivander kept shuttling through the shelves, and many wands were stuffed into Little Elvand's hand, and Mr. Ollivander was withdrawn without even letting Little Al try. And the water bottle that has been transferred to the ground, I don't know what evil it has done, it has been broken again and again, and it has been restored and reorganized again and again, which also makes little Erfanlin's magic squander about to bottom out.

"What a difficult little patron. Ollivander looked at little Elvanlin standing in the middle of the living room, smiled and shook his head. Suddenly, Mr. Ollivander seemed to think of something, and his eyes, which had been cloudy, now gave a clear feeling.

"I think it's the one. Mr. Ollivander walked briskly into the deeper shelves, and in a moment the old hand trembled and took out the blood-red wand from a box made of sandalwood.

Quickly walked in front of little Alvarin, facing him, took out his wand, and rushed the end of the handle towards the child named Alvanlin in front of him.

Alvanlin stretched out his right hand a little bewildered. The moment he grasped the wand, a golden-red light erupted from the tip of the wand. At this time, the ears of the three people present seemed to hear a loud roar and a sharp cry.

"It's really amazing. Mr. Ollivander looked very excited, and his originally sallow face also showed a flush from excitement. Reaching out and pulling back the wand in little Alvanin's hand, he put it in the light and looked at it carefully, and Mr. Ollivanders' eyes seemed to be looking at a precious work of art.

"I thought this wand would never choose his wizard, but I didn't expect ......"

"Didn't expect anything? Mr. Ollivanders. Little Al Van Lin looked confused at this point.

"Oh, dear Mr. Al, it's very wand's choice of you to be his master. It's a real joy to have. Mr. Ollivanders' eyes were very obsessed at this time, and he took a closer look at the light, put the wand back into the hand of little Alvanlin, and continued.

"This wand is one of the proudest creations of a Chinese friend of mine and I didn't expect that today, he would choose his wizard. Mr. Ollivander paused and continued. "The birth of this wand is a miracle. It uses the nerves of a dragon and the tail feathers of a phoenix, and the two bodies are made of ancient dragon's blood wood from China. ”

"This involves a strange relationship between Eastern and Western magical materials and witchcraft, right?" asked little Elvalin in a whisper.

"Oh, Mr. Al, I didn't expect you to have a little research on wand-making principles and materials science. Mr. Ollivander glanced at little Elvanlin with satisfaction, and continued, "It took me and that old friend a lot of effort to make this wand, and we paid a lot of money to fuse these materials. This wand is 14 inches long, made of dragon's blood ancient wood, very elastic, and the core of the midterm is composed of dragon nerves and phoenix tail feathers, making this wand have powerful magical power, and it is very loyal, and it is difficult to betray its master. It may be a mutation caused by the fusion of materials, but overall, it's a good thing, isn't it, Mr. Elvanlin. ”

"Mr. Ollivanders, you mean, wand, can betray your master?"

"Of course, you have to remember Mr. Alvarin, not only in our wands of principle, wands, but also in the wizards who want him, and you must always keep that in mind and protect it, Mr. Alvanlin. ”

Little Alvanlin was pulled by his father in a daze and walked out of the Ollivanders wand shop, although he didn't understand what Ollivander told him later, but Alvanlin still remembered Mr. Ollivander's repeated instructions.

"Let's go there, Daddy!" he looked up at the sun in the sky, covering his eyes with his hands, and the sunlight was shining through the cracks between his fingers.

"Let's go buy books first, after all, there aren't too many, wizard robes, and crucibles or anything to buy when we go out. I can also spend some more time to see what other books I need so I can buy them together!"

Mr. Al looked down at the watch in his hand, it was still early, and he nodded in agreement. Although there are many books in the family that have been brought out by Little El, it is always gratifying that children like to read.

The Standard of Spells (Book 1): Mirada Gousak's History of Magic, Basilda Whitesaud, Principles of Magic, Adabert Wörflin, An Introductory Guide to Transfiguration for Beginners, A Thousand Magical Plants and Fungi by Emeric Spurch, Magic Diagrams and Magic Prescriptions by Philida Spall, Magical Beasts and How to Find Them by Arsenis Giger, and The Power of Darkness - A Guide to Self-Preservation by Newt Scamend, Quentin Chamber. Elvarin looked down at the list in his hand again, "Well, that's right, that's it. ”

"Well, yes, Daddy is waiting in line here to pay, you can take advantage of this time to see if there are any books you want to buy. Mr. Al looked at the stack of books in little Al Van Lin's hand, and smiled and motioned for Van Lin to pick out some more of his favorite reading materials.

"Okay, Dad. Little Al Varin placed the stack of books in his hand and turned around. Running into the bookshelf again, Al remembered that the newspaper called the Daily Prophet had an entire page on the second page of a book written by an author named Girold Lockhart, what was it called? Oh, by the way, it was called "I Spent 80 Days with the Tibetan Snowman", and little Alvarin also needed some secretaries on potions, and there were few books on potions at home, but more about spell casting, etc.

"Hey, boy, what are you looking for?"

A voice as crisp as a yellow oriole came from behind Little Erfanlin.

"I'm looking for some books on potions. ”

"Oh, that's not here, the books on potions are on a shelf against the wall on the right side of the bookstore. ”

Alvanin turned around and said thank you, and then found that in front of him was a girl about the same height as him, wearing a brand new wizard's robe (school uniform), with long brown hair with waves, a delicate and high nose bridge, and a pair of big eyes that were very beautiful, and if you looked closely, it was easy to indulge in the girl's dark brown pupils.

The girl in front of her obviously didn't expect that this boy, who had been looking for books for a long time, would turn around so quickly. Soon, though, the girl's attention was focused on the boy's pupils.

"Are you born?" The girl in front of her was obviously interested in the eyes of little Elfanlin.

"Yes, Miss!"

"That's beautiful. Apparently, the girl was a little uncomfortable with such a conversation, and forcibly turned her head away, noticing the book in the hand of Zhan Erfanlin.

"Oh, Girod Lockhart's 'My 80 Days with a Tibetan Yeti', right, it's an interesting book, I've read it before, and I like the story about it. You're a new student at Hogwarts?"

"Well, yes, I received an invitation to Hogwarts!" little Alfanlin smiled slightly, he guessed that the girl in front of him was also a new Hogwarts student, just look at the book in her hand!

"Oh, that's good, Hogwarts is the best school of witchcraft and wizardry in the world. I'm glad you received an offer to Hogwarts. "Little Al was listening to the girl in front of him talk about the history of Hogwarts. Mr. Al's call was heard at the door of the bookstore.

"Van Lin, aren't you okay?"

"Come, Daddy!" little Elvanlin remembered to get the Potions book.

"I'm sorry. I think it's a good time to get to hear you talk about these interesting things, and it's nice to meet you, my name is Al Van Lin, what's your name?"

"Hermione Granger. The girl in front of her was very satisfied with the look in the eyes of little Al when he listened to her talk just now!

"Oh, nice to meet you, Miss Granger, I think we'll see you later!" Al put the book aside and reached out, shaking hands politely with Hermione Granger.

"Nice to meet you, Alvanin, you can just call me Hermione instead of Miss Granger. "Obviously, girls are not very used to addressing each other with honorific titles.

"Okay, Hermione, we'll see you next time. Hearing the shouts of his father at the door, he smiled apologetically, picked up the book and hurriedly disappeared behind the bookshelf.