Chapter 2 Choosing a wand is like courting a girl
As he was about to retract the system panel, Louis happened to see the silver-gray cat slash through the translucent light curtain, gracefully jumping down the window onto his desk.
"Hello cow wow." Louis pinched the cat's left front paw to shake hands: "You're a big guy." β
When I got closer, I found that the cat's face had glasses-like patterns. Louis only felt familiar, but he didn't think about it for a while.
He grabbed the cat's head with his hand, as if he felt that the cat's head was not round enough, and kept rubbing it. The whole tabby cat was shocked, the pupils of its eyes were dilated to the extreme, and its mouth was slightly open, looking confused. She never dreamed that the little gentleman in front of her would dare to rub a cat of unknown origin.
Keep it until there is a sound, and the achievement frame appears in front of you.
Meow meow! (Glorious deeds)
Achievement Description: Interact with Professor McGonagall in cat form
Achievement Reward: Transfiguration Talent +1
"Ah, this ......" Louis is numb, how can he get the professor with any cat?
He swore to the lamp that he didn't mean to do it to Professor McGonagall, because he liked cats too much.
While Louis was stunned, Professor McGonagall also came to her senses, and a fish leaped out of Louis's clutches, and rose to her feet in his dull gaze, quickly turning into a cat-faced old ...... Older cat lady.
Professor McGonagall wore no hat and her black hair was meticulously coiled behind her head. She wore a pair of old-fashioned square-rimmed glasses, after all, she was the dean, and there was a little sternness in her eyes.
"Ma'am, I ...... Uh...... "Louis kind of didn't know what to say.
"I can understand your astonishment, Mr. Mountbatten." Professor McGonagall straightened her grooming and pursed her thin lips and continued, "I hope you don't blame me for trespassing into your home, I'm the Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts and the professor of Transfiguration, Minerva McGonagall. β
"Well, not really." Louis held out his little hand, "I'm Louis Mountbatten, and it's an honor to meet you, Professor McGonagall. β
As a gentleman of gentlemen, Louis's manners were impeccable. Coupled with his cuteness that can be called a disaster for the country and the people, Professor McGonagall's original small unhappiness disappeared in an instant.
Who would be angry with a pink-carved Zhengtai?
A gentleman, of noble birth and good looks, Professor McGonagall could not think of a reason to hate him.
Taller than the stinky little dragon of the Malfoys, Professor McGonagall didn't mind having a good laugh with the little one.
"I think you've probably heard from us." Professor McGonagall referred to the letter that had just arrived: "Mr. Mountbatten, you are a born wizard, do you know?" β
"I just found out." Louis smiled politely and moved a stool for Professor McGonagall.
"Thank you." Professor McGonagall sat down and continued, "Hogwarts will send school staff to some Muggle families to guide them in Diagon Alley to buy items for school. β
She paused, then continued, "Given the special circumstances you find yourself in, I will guide you to the wizarding world. β
"Professor, what is a Muggle?" Louis has a cute face, and his acting skills are comparable to those of Oscar winners.
"Poor boy." Professor McGonagall stroked Louis's head with pity and explained to him, "Muggles are what we call ordinary people who don't know magic. β
"That'...... Professor, can you tell me a story about the wizarding world? β
"I'm afraid it won't work, kid." Professor McGonagall touched his head, not to mention, the soft hair felt really good.
"It's a bit too late, and if you agree to enter Hogwarts, I'll take you to Diagon Alley to buy something."
"I don't object, Professor." Louis had a smile on his face: "If you leave in a while, please allow me to let the butler prepare the car first." β
"No, kid, please reach over."
Louis held out his little hand, and after a whirlwind, Louis found himself in a noisy and dirty bar.
The expected nausea of motion sickness did not appear, and Louis was still wondering if there was a mistake in the book, when Professor McGonagall's praise rang in his ears.
"Very good physique, Mr. Mountbatten, generally speaking, a young wizard of your age would be uncomfortable to be teleported by an illusion for a while."
"Thank you, Professor." Louis looked up gracefully and nodded at Professor McGonagall.
This kid ...... Professor McGonagall thought to herself, involuntarily smoothing Louis's soft hair again.
After greeting the barkeeper, Professor McGonagall led Louis to a wall. She pulled out her wand and pointed to the bin as if it were a blackboard, and said, "Mr. Mountbatten, remember this bin, count three pieces on top of it, and two more pieces horizontallyβlike this." β
She gestured, tapping three times on the brick where her wand rested: "Tap three times and there will be a change." β
As Professor McGonagall's words fell, the bricks began to shake and retreat in turn, forming a small hole that grew larger and larger, and in a few moments a bright path formed in front of them.
Sunlight shines through the open pathway, illuminating the otherwise dimly lit bar.
"Cool." Louis exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.
Diagon Alley is very chaotic, some like the vegetable market in his previous life, the road for people to walk is very narrow, and there are all kinds of stalls set up by wizards on both sides, and some wizards stop and go, picking and choosing on the stalls and asking questions, and Louis suddenly moved.
"Moonshine grass, fresh moonshine grass, high-quality moonshine grass, three Galleons a plant!"
"Phoenix tears! Top-grade phoenix tears! Plenty of magic, the best choice for high-grade potions, sixty-eight Galleons are on sale! β
"Lapis lazuli, opal, magic potions, so that you have more abundant and surging magic, everything is sold, please come and take a look!"
Luis's first goal is to get a little gold Galleon.
But...... What is more embarrassing is that he left in a hurry and did not bring any money, only a checkbook in his arms.
Louis turned to look at Professor McGonagall and said dryly, "Professor, it seems that we were in a hurry to get out, and I only had a checkbook with me. β
"Oh, it doesn't matter, Gringotts has a wide range of businesses, and Muggle cheques can be cashed to gold Galleons."
Professor McGonagall said, taking his hand and walking towards Gringotts.
According to Louis's eye, Gringotts is probably the neatest building in this small alley.
Passing through the bronze gate, Louis couldn't help but look at the little dwarfs with long hands and feetβhe had never seen such intelligent creatures before, at least never before.
"It's the goblins, Gringotts staff." Professor McGonagall explained to Louis in a low voice.
She was satisfied, and Louis took it back with only a slight look of surprise, unlike the rude stares of the other Muggle kids.
The elf guarding the gate bowed to the two, and a second gate appeared in front of them, which, unlike the previous one, was silver and engraved with words.
Louis didn't bother to take a closer look, just followed Professor McGonagall inside.
Two elves, presumably the lobby manager, bowed to them and led them to a marble hall.
The elves had everything they could do, weighing gems, gold, bringing people in and out, signing and so on, Professor McGonagall found a spare window and asked, "Hello, we're going to put something in Albus Dumbledore's gold stockpile." β
"Do you have his key? Lady? β
"Yes, I brought it." Professor McGonagall found a bronze key out of nowhere, and handed the elf something wrapped in a black bag.
The goblin took it, and after a cursory inspection, he nodded and said, "No problem, just leave it to us." β
"Sir, what is the exchange rate between the British pound and the Galleon?"
Louis asked the goblin.
"1:5, but the annual limit for each student from the Muggle world is only one thousand, dear sir."
"Do you accept checks?"
"Yes."
Louis quickly took out his checkbook and wrote a cheque for a thousand pounds, tore it off and put it between his fingers, and smiled: "I want to exchange two hundred Galleons." β
After changing Galleons, the first thing to do is to buy a wand.
As the saying goes, a wand is a wizard's second life, so as the proverb goes, you have to be the first to buy a wand, right?
Professor McGonagall knew the roads of Diagon Alley by heart, and she took Louis around the ground to find the wand shop that had been eroded by time.
A wand sits alone on the faded purple cushion in the window. The gold sign on the door has been peeled off, and it reads: "Ollivanders, a well-made wand since 382 BC".
The hall was small, with nothing but a bench, and thousands of narrow boxes containing wands almost up to the ceiling. Louis managed to rush in, just in time to see Ollivander dozing off on the counter.
"Hello, hello?" Louis greeted politely.
"Huh?" Ollivander pulled his head out of the crook of his arm, and the red marks on his face were clearly visible. He shook his head "purr" and tried to wake up, trying to focus his eyes, and finally saw the appearance of the person who came.
"Professor McGonagall? Oh, hello, you must have brought a Muggle freshman to buy a wand, right? β
"Yes." Professor McGonagall patted Louis's well-touched little brain melon and motioned for him to move forward.
"Can you tell me your name, kid?" Ollivander then explained, "I'm sorry, but wizards who buy wands from me need to be documented by the Ministry of Magic. β
"My name is Louis Mountbatten, sir." Louis politely introduced himself.
"Ah...... Mr. Mountbatten. Ollivander's eyes flashed with remembrance: "May David Mountbatten be your ......"
"It's my father, sir." Louis replied politely.
"Oh, yes." Ollivander chuckled, "You're more like your motherβah, the oriental name is really tongue-twisting, and I still prefer to call her Emma...... I remember that she was a very kind Oriental Qi Refiner. β
"I'm sorry, but when people get old, they like to talk about the past." Ollivander looked at Louis, who was a little depressed, and suddenly said, "Mr. Mountbatten, which arm do you usually use?" β
"Left hand, sir." Louis raised his arm, ready for Ollivander to measure.
Ollivander took out a tape measure and threw it into the air, and the tape measure came to Louis leisurely, first measuring it, from his arms to his forearms, from his height to his head circumference, and one wondered whether his family was selling wands or clothes and hats.
"Please be patient, Mr. Mountbatten, the wands I sell here are all unique, so the procedure will be a bit more cumbersome."
Ollivanders saw the confusion in Louis's eyes and explained carefully for him: "Only accurate body data will choose the wand that is best for you...... Well, you're good to go. β
The tape measure leisurely returned to Ollivanders' hand, and Louis followed the tape measure to the counter, and Ollivander had already drawn a wand from behind him: "In order to match your body data, I have some spare options, I hope it can meet your expectations...... Well, try this, beech, nine and three-quarters inches, a unicorn cane core. β
Louis took the wand, and the tip of the wand instantly shone brilliantly, and the whole wand shook rapidly. I don't know if it's an illusion, Louis thinks that this wand ...... A little pleasant?
"Ha, it's the first time I've seen a little wizard who fits so perfectly when he gets his first wand." Ollivander seemed to have discovered a new world: "Mr. Louis, it seems that this wand is a good fit for you, let me say, the complicated measurement method, although it is a bit laborious, but it is precisely for you to quickly find the wand that suits you...... Just like pursuing girls, you don't think that all girls will fall in love with you, right? Now, you inject a little magic into your wand and try it, just a little. β
Louis injected a little mana into his wand.
Who knows if it's okay not to enter, as soon as you enter the wand, a hemispherical glow composed of golden magic power quickly expands, sweeping across the entire storefront.
......The wands were opened, and the wands crowded around Louis, hugging him as if to give him a try, as if to give him a try.
"That's what you call complicated?" Louis looked through the gap between the wands and looked at Ollivander with a stunned look on his face: "I think everyone likes me?" β