Chapter 6: Jane Devo
Ollivander picked and chosen, and finally pulled out a wand from the deep shelf.
The rod box was covered in dust, and Ollivander wiped the thick dust off the box with the cuffs, revealing the box underneath, which looked lighter in color than the others.
Linde looked at the box and gasped.
"Could it be...... Could it be a super weird/powerful/fastidious wand made by your father or grandfather? β
Ollivander glanced at him and said strangely, "This is an ordinary wand, I only made it half a year ago, but the box is taken casually." He couldn't figure out what the little wizard in front of him was talking about.
"Oh, okay, okay." Linde laughed awkwardly, it seemed that he had read too many novels before.
Ollivander pulled it out of the box, a dark green wand with a straight body and a deep vertical pattern on the grip.
"Try it, the ash wand holds its only true owner and cannot be passed on or given away, yes, it is a wand that cannot be used by anyone else. It doesn't matter if he beats you or not.
The core of the rod uses the nerves of a horse-shaped water monster. Twelve and a third inches. β
Linde pinched the wand up, and a smooth feeling welled up in his mind.
Linde carefully swung his wand upwards, and a thick white mist poured out from between the wands, and then the mist gradually dripped water.
"A Personal Rainstorm (emo Limited Edition)" Of course, this is said in Linde's heart.
Ollivander, on the other hand, is now relieved. This wand is perfect for this little wizard in front of you.
"Looks like it's it!"
"Looks like it's it!"
Ollivander and Lindh said in unison.
"Thank you sir, how much is it, please!"
"Nine Galleons is fine! This was also agreed with Hogwarts. Of course, you'll have to protect it, and you only get one deal per little wizard. β
"How much does it cost if there is no discount, I also want to buy one, can I?" Felix stood up suddenly, staring at Ollivander with a blank eye.
Ollivander touched his few hairs with an embarrassed expression, and then he ran to the counter and rummaged for a while, took out an old piece of parchment, looked at the contents, and read aloud
"As of May 31, 1899, no individual or organization was allowed to trade magical items in any form for the 'uncastable'.
If the trader is an uncaster who is aware of wizarding secrecy (wizard's Muggle family or Squib, etc.), he can trade low-level magic items with him.
Tradable ranges include: photos, low-hazard joke paraphernalia, magic snacks, wizard-domesticated owls, etc.
Attached: Wands and their materials, potions and their materials, magical beasts and their cubs are absolutely forbidden to trade.
In the event of a breach of the Ordinance, both parties to the transaction are legally liable and the seller is primarily liable.
βThe British Ministry of Magic, May 20, 1899. β
After reading it, Ollivander shrugged his shoulders at Felix with a helpless expression on his face.
Hearing this, Felix could only give up.
Linde had no choice but to take out 9 Galleons and hand them to Ollivander. He then thanked him and left the wand shop with Felix.
When he came out, Felix pulled out his pistol and stroked it over and over again
"Only you are my good brother."
The two then walked into the Fantastic Beasts Shop.
As the name suggests, this shop sells all kinds of strange things in addition to simple owls.
Poisonous orange snails, large turtles with gems on their shells, oily and slick smart black mice, ravens, cats of all colors, fluffy fluff, shape-shifting rabbits, and more.
The main reason why they came here was to open their eyes, which was much more interesting than just looking at all kinds of owls.
Linde looked left and right in the store and came to the birdcage. There were owls and a few crows on it.
One of the ravens caught Linde's eye. Its feathers shone with a purple-blue metallic sheen, and its claws were much stronger than the rest of the ravens in the cage next door, almost catching up with some of the smaller owls.
"Ravens and owls are actually regular creatures, because of the witch hunt in the Middle Ages, so the wizards of the time decided to use this way to communicate remotely."
Linde turned his head to see that it was a little girl who looked about the same height as him, but she should not be as old as him, and the girl's development period was earlier. Long blonde hair, a small radish hairpin on his head, and some small freckles on his delicate face, which looks quite cute.
The girl continued
"At that time, owls were mainly used for the more conspicuous trade of items, because they were very energetic, and they were nocturnal, so they could move around the Muggle world with conspicuous things.
Ravens are the main streamers, with a small letter box at their feet that Muggles can't see underground. Because they are extremely good at flying, and they are very intelligent, they can always complete the task very perfectly. β
"Of course, in this era, these are not so rigorous, because of the selection and magic training of wizards, and now owls are also serving as messengers in their daily lives, so the ravens have gradually withdrawn from the stage of history."
The girl breathed a sigh of relief after saying this long paragraph.
"Do you have to say such a long thing every time you meet someone?"
Why is the smell so familiar? Linde turned his head to see that next to the girl came out at some point, a little red-haired boy with a fat mouse in his hand.
"Ron Weasley?" Lind thought of this man, one of the Harry Potter trio.
A typical representative of the "powerful faction covered by the light of friends", the famous quote is: "Are you crazy? We wouldn't have survived two days without her! β
It's fate to meet here.
"I'm just reviewing the knowledge." The girl angrily said to Ron, "And I didn't tell you anything! β
After speaking, she looked at Linde, "Hello, I am a new Hogwarts student this year, my name is Jane Devo. What about you? β
"My name is Lind Augustus, and I am indeed a freshman this year. Do you know anything about Fantastic Beasts? β
"No, my interest is in the history of magic, so I'm only learning about it from the side." She pulled her hair together, although she pretended not to care, but there was still a slight smug in her eyebrows.
Then she saw Linde staring at her face.
What does he want to do? Why do you look at me like that? Am I saying something wrong?
However, what Linde thought to himself was: "WOC, it turns out that the expression of a mature little fart child should be like this, you have to pretend to be calm and appear 'this kind of trivial thing is not enough to worry about', and you want to let those old fritters see that you are very proud."
Write it down, write it down, and you'll definitely be able to use it in front of Dumbledore later. β
Thinking about it, Linde looked away from Jane's face, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.
Then she saw Linde smiling at the raven, her face twitching and her eyebrows jumping up and down. Apparently mimicking her expression.
In her opinion, it is obvious that she is mocking herself.
"One or two of them are not in normal brains, right?" With a flushed face, she cursed in a low voice, then turned around angrily and left.
As soon as she left, Ron saw the strange expression on Linde's face.
"What's wrong with her?"
"I'm mad at you! Who made you make that expression on purpose just now. Ron looked disdainful, and then praised Linde, "It's really yours!" β
"Hehe, I didn't mean to. Or is your sentence lethal! Lind picked up the cage that was the raven and complimented Ron back.