"Are you alright, son?" Sandrine patted Shevan on the back and said with concern. "Next time, remember to hold your breath when you come out!"

"I see, Mom." Xiwen smiled bitterly.

"Ah, Venerable Lady Rozier, Young Master Rozier. Your presence is truly a place to behold! At this time, a middle-aged man standing behind the counter who looked a little sloppy found the mother and son and said very earnestly.

When facing outsiders, Sandrine has always been a cold pure-blood family, just nodding to the man.

Shewin never cared about his own bloodline or anything like that, after all, he came from another world, and under the influence of the idea that the Temple would protect the whole earth, he had always seen all of humanity as a whole - whether it was a wizard or an ordinary person.

He waved at the man, "Hello, Mr. Tom. ”

The owner of the bar, Tom, bowed to the mother and son with a smile on his face. "Do you want something?"

Seeing that Sandrine didn't pay attention, in order not to embarrass Boss Tom too much, Xiwen said to him: "Today we are going to Diagon Alley to buy a wand, I can't wait, so I'll go first." ”

Tom also noticed that Mrs. Rozier was not interested in talking, and did not ask much more in his senses, waved his hand at the two of them, and wished them a smooth journey.

Mother and son walked straight to the empty patio behind the bar, which was the entrance to Diagon Alley.

When she reached the patio, Sandrine took out her wand, counted from a nearby garbage can, and struck three times on the bricks that were three upwards and then two later. Countless bricks swung and swung, revealing a small hole, and then the opening slowly widened to form a wide archway.

If you go down the archway, you will find the famous Diagon Alley!

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The two of them stepped out of the archway, and a bustling commercial street came into view, and when they looked up, they saw the Patchy Crucible and the Pharmacy on either side of the nearest Leaky Cauldron Bar.

"Want to take a look?" Sandrine asked Xiwen with a smile.

Xiwen thought about it, but decided to go directly to the Ollivanders wand shop, "Let's go buy a wand first, I can't wait!" ”

The Ollivanders Wand Shop was located very far back in Diagon Alley, but fortunately the alley wasn't very large, and it didn't take long for the two of them to reach their destination.

The shop was small and dilapidated, with a gold sign on the door that read: "Ollivanders: A Well-Made Wand Since 382 BC".

"Good morning, Mr. Ollivanders." Sandrine walked into the store and greeted her first, and Xiwen politely greeted her.

The shop is small and has nothing but a bench in the corner. Thousands of long, narrow cardboard boxes with magic wands are piled up from floor to ceiling, neatly arranged.

The owner, Gavis Ollivander, is an old man with gray hair and thick glasses, who looks meticulous and has a strong pedantic temperament. He looked up from the two stacks of ledgers in front of him, looked at the mother and son who had come to the store, and smiled.

"Madame Rozier, long time no see. Ah, I know this little Mr. Rozier, it looks like Hogwarts is about to welcome a good new student. ”

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Ollivanders." Xiwen bowed gracefully and said. "I'm here today to buy a wand."

"Of course, dear little Mr. Rozier. You'll get the perfect wand for yourself at Ollivanders! Mr. Ollivander said confidently.

Mr. Ollivander was on the table, and a tape measure automatically flew down to measure a series of data such as shoulder width and arm span, and next to him, there was a quill and a piece of parchment hanging in the air to take notes automatically.

"Left-handed or right-handed?"

"Right hand, sir."

"Is this your first wand?"

"Hmm... If it really belongs to me, then yes. Shewin silently eliminated the old wand he had tried to use at home.

"Well, try this one, walnut, with a dragon's heartstring at the core, 12 and 3/4 inches, perfect for innovators and inventors of magic." Mr. Ollivander pulled out a slender box, took out the wand inside, and handed it to Sven.

Xiwen waved it casually, feeling that although it was not suitable enough, the amplification effect was still very strong, and he could only silently sigh that the wand's amplification and control of the wizard's magic power simply surpassed the suspension ring.

"Obviously this isn't the wand you want." Mr. Ollivander snatched the wand from Shevan and replaced him with another. "Try this again, purple shirt wood, Thestrals tail hair, 13 and 1/2 inches, more suitable for those who were born extraordinary."

Shiwen waved his wand, and the tip of the wand shimmered, and he felt that it would be nice to use this one.

Mr. Ollivander still didn't seem satisfied, and took out another one. "The fit is not bad, but it is not good enough. Try this one again, fir wood, phoenix feathers, 12 inches full, it likes focused, strong-willed, and, occasionally, strong-acting owners. ”

Xiwen tried again, and it seemed like it was good......

"Ah, discerning guest." Mr. Ollivander was not satisfied with the result, and continued to pick out other wands for Shevan, who was very cooperative in testing them.

Both were immersed in it, with Shevan studying the properties of different wands and how helpful they were when casting spells, while Mr. Ollivander was simply excited to meet such a discerning customer.

"Ahem, Mr. Ollivander, haven't you picked your wand yet?" Sandrine seemed a little anxious about Shivin's delay in getting the wand she was happy with.

Xiwen picked up the pocket watch hanging around his neck and took a look at it, only to find that it was past noon.

"Oh, what a picky customer." Mr. Ollivander smacked his lips and walked up the wooden stairs at the back of the shop. Then, he walked down with a long, dusty and slender box.

"I'm sure this wand will work for you, Mr. Rozier. Pinewood, 14 inches, usually chooses lonely, funny, mysterious, and maverick as its master, and is particularly sensitive to silent magic. The core of the rod is extremely rare, and it is the tip nerve of a unicorn horn that I once spent a lot of money to get my hands on. Steady, sensitive, spiritual, this is one of my most outstanding works. Reluctantly, he handed the wand to Sven.

Shivin took the wand and noticed the difference when he held it in his hand, as if the wand was not resistant to any way of casting spells at all. He couldn't help but tap his wand, and a golden ring with an intricate pattern appeared in front of the wand - the Ring of Raggador , one of the most common spells of Kama Taj and the starting point for many advanced spells.

"Perfect! This wand is perfect for you. It's a new spell, unlike any other I've ever seen. Mr. Ollivander said curiously, looking at the Ring of Raggador in front of Shivan's wand.

Xiwen waved his hand to disperse the spell, and replied with a smile: "Some small ideas in ordinary practice are not worth mentioning. ”

Ollivander smacked his lips and said, "This is not a small idea, you can create your own spells and cast spells silently before you enter school, at least I have seen no more than three cases in my life for so many years." ”

Seeing her son being praised, Sandrine rubbed Xiwen's head very happily and said, "This kid has loved to study magic by himself since he was a child, and he doesn't say that he goes out to play with his peers, and I haven't seen him make a few good friends until now. ”

Although her tone was complaining, the pride in it could be heard by anyone.

"Geniuses are always outliers." Mr. Ollivander said with a smile, and then, his expression suddenly embarrassed. "Ahem, Mrs. Rozier, you know. It's a different wand, and a bag of tail hair for a unicorn costs ten Galleons, not to mention the very rare and powerful unicorn horn. ”

According to Ollivanders, every unicorn horn in circulation represents the death of a unicorn, and most of the unicorn horns in circulation are counterfeit products. The magic in the horns of unicorns that die naturally will dissipate with the unicorn, which means that only the horns of unicorns that die unexpectedly have the potential to make wands, which is why the wand core often uses unicorn tail hair instead of unicorn horns.

"Make an offer, Mr. Ollivander." Sandrine said.

"You know, the unicorn horn was obtained by me at a great cost and through the relationship with the Department of Magical Beasts, this is an unprecedented high-quality product, I didn't want to sell it......" Ollivander said a long time, until he saw Sandrine's expression a little impatient before hesitating to quote the price. …… Otherwise, the friendship price is 150 Galleons? ”

Mrs. Rozier was in a good mood because Shewin had a good wand, and she didn't bargain, but simply took out 150 glittering gold coins from the pocket where the Traceless Stretching Charm had been cast, and handed them to Mr. Ollivanders. Then he pulled Xiwen directly and walked out of the store.

Mr. Ollivander waved goodbye behind the two of them.

"Thank you for your patronage, Mrs. Rozier. Happy life at Hogwarts for little Mr. Rozier! ”

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