Lydia and Sophie finally arrived back before Zoe finished measuring her clothes, and the crucibles and powders they had bought were already in their bags. Soon after Zoe finished surveying, it was Brett's turn, and Lydia decided to take her two children to pick a pet for Zoe before meeting Sophie at Ollivanders.

Mr. Morkin was very efficient, and with only a few pins and a tape measure, the measurement was quickly finished, "It's been tried, dear." You can come and pick it up in two hours. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Morkin, and see you in a moment. After Sophie pulled Brett to turn around, countless eyes looked at him unscrupulously again, and Brett finally couldn't help but shudder, and looked around, still not finding anything unusual.

Sophie and Brett exited Mr. Morkin's robes store, walked to the right, and as they passed Gringotts, they met the Malfoys again.

"Occasionally, dear Sophie, your little Bray is getting more and more handsome, and it's a pity that I didn't give birth to a daughter. Daisy Malfoy said to Sophie with an exaggerated screech as if she had only seen them for the first time today, and her overly plump body trembled and made Brett look sick for a while.

"Hi Daisy, long time no see. Sophie reached out and hugged the fat woman who came over to hug her, and the two even made a veneer salute. Auston Malfoy stood very gentlemanly behind Daisy and gave Sophie a kiss when they let go of each other. The gray-eyed Abraxas actually returned to normal, and he also greeted Brett in style, and actively promoted to him the nonsense that the ancient and noble pure-blood family must make a career in the great Slytherin House or something, and Brett also responded very cooperatively, it would be best if he could go, but I was afraid that without such good luck, it was possible to be assigned to other houses.

After a few very hypocritical greetings, Sophie politely declined the invitation of the Malfoys, and at the same time politely invited them to have time to go to Butterfield Castle for tea, "Daisy, I'm sorry, I'm so busy today, I'm going to take Brett to buy a wand, you know, we don't live in London after all, it's not that convenient." ”

"Even, okay Sophie, I know, you go, remember to come to the house when you have time, we at Malfoy Manor are always ready to welcome your family. Occasional roar. Daisy reached out and gently covered her red lips, squinting her eyes and smirking.

"Okay, thank you Daisy, then, we'll see you another day, goodbye Auston, goodbye little Malfoy. With that, Sophie and Brett turned around and walked deeper into Diagon Alley.

Seeing the two turn and walk away, the Malfoys family had no smiles, and Auston said coldly to Abraxas, "That boy from Brett will definitely not go to Slytherin, his parents are both Ravenclaw students, you must work hard at Hogwarts, don't be surpassed by that kid, our Malfoy family is the nobles of the real nobles." ”

"I see, Dad. Abraxas replied firmly, but in his heart he wanted to be friends with Brett, because there were only two idiots at his side, Crabbe and Goyle.

Sophie walked into Ollivander with Brett, a young man of medium stature and silver-white eyes who had just chosen a wand for a red-haired boy, "beech wood, mermaid hair, seven and a half inches, hard and wearable, two Galleons and twelve sicos." Looking at the woman who followed the boy very reluctantly, but finally gritted her teeth and took out the gold and silver coins, Brett knew that this must be from the Weasley family, this family is really powerful, in "Harry Potter" is like this, almost every grade has no shortage of Weasley students......

After collecting the money, the man seemed to notice Sophie and Brett, "Good afternoon, distinguished guest, what is the name of this gentleman?" he pulled Brett over, then took out a tape measure, "Please raise your arm, okay, thank you." ”

"Well, my name is Brett Butterfield. Mr. ”

The man didn't look up, but continued to measure from Brett's shoulders to his fingertips, from his wrists to his elbows, then from his shoulders to the floor, from his knees to his armpits, and finally from his head, "It turned out to be the Butterfield family, I know, it is a very old and excellent family, and almost every generation of Butterfield will have amazing people." ”

"Well, thank you for the compliment, may I ask old Mr. Ollivanders?" asked Sophie, seeing the young man for the first time.

"He went to Scotland to retire and gave me the shop, I'm his grandson, you can call me Ollivanders. The man still didn't look up, and measured Brett's interpupillary distance and the distance between his nostrils.

"Oh, it's a pity, I thought I would see him again this time, you know, my father and I made our wands with his own hands. Sophie said to herself.

By this time, little Ollivander had already run between the shelves and began to pick out some long boxes.

"Alright. As Ollivander's words fell, the tape measure in front of Brett's eyes suddenly slipped to the ground and rolled into a ball. "Then, Mr. Butterfield, try this mahogany and dragon whisker, eight inches long, pliable and protective. You wave it and see. ”

Brett took the wand, and before he could move, there was an explosion on the head of the wand, and then sparks flew everywhere, and it looked like it had been destroyed. Ollivander snatched it back, distressed, this was his proud work.

"Try this one, Sycamore Wood and Phoenix Feathers, nine and a quarter of an inch, tough, and extremely high affinity for fire-based magic. Ollivander pulled out another wand.

This time, there was no reaction at all.

"Try this holly wood and unicorn fur again, nine inches, soft and flexible, and precise in casting. ”

Brett took the wand, and soon, like a vine, the wand became bent and delighted, "Uh......"

"You wait, you wait, I see, that must be for you!" Ollivander retrieved his wand and ran back to the depths of the shelves, which occasionally fluttered and shook off puffs of dust.

"Yew and elf wings, eight and a half inches, are tough and durable, and the healing effect is wonderful. Give it a try. Ollivander looked at Brett expectantly, ignoring the dust on his head.

"Uh, okay. "Brett thought it might be difficult to find the right wand on his own, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult. He took the wand, and immediately a fresh breeze swept up, blowing dust off Ollivander's head, face, and body, and then there was no more.

"Well, still can't you? I think about it, I'll think about it, you wait a minute. Young Ollivander began to rub his chin from time to time and circle around the small shop.

Thank you for the recommendation ticket and monthly pass given to me by the person who loves to read, and I am grateful. Thank you to the friends who ordered for me for the first time, thank you~