"Carl!"

The little hand was taken up, and Carl looked up, his father smiling helplessly at him.

"Daddy?" Carl raised his eyebrows in surprise and muttered, "Is it a dream?" ”

"Carl should go up!" The mother on the side nudged him gently.

Carl looked around and found himself in a familiar environment.

Ollivander's Wand Shop.

It was exactly the same as the one he had been to, the only difference was that there were so many people.

"It seems that this little wizard is a little shy." The wizard behind the counter not far away said. "Come on, kid, hurry, come up! There are still people waiting! ”

Everyone laughed good-naturedly, and many of the children looked at Carl enviously.

Karl walked up to the wizard in a daze.

"What's your name?" The wizard asked.

"Carl. Carl Turinus. He glanced at the wizard, who was completely different from Mr. Ollivander, and then turned his gaze to his parents, who were looking at him with an encouraging smile.

He hadn't seen his parents in a long time.

He hadn't dreamed in a long time.

"It looks like our little wizard is still a little nervous, so let's speed up the process a bit." The wizard nodded, smiled, and said, "Your birthday?" ”

"July 22nd." He picked up the brown folder in his hand and wrote it down with a quill.

"What about the handedness?"

Karl turned his attention back to the wizard in front of him and wondered, "Right hand? ”

"Good." The wizard recorded this on the paper in front of him, and then he said preciously, "Every Ollivander wand has a super-powerful magical substance. When the wand chooses the wizard, the wand will be at its best. ”

He suddenly clapped his hands and took down a beautiful gift box from the shelf.

"Let's try this one now." He took out the wand inside, "Thirteen inches, purple wood." ”

The people around them were in a commotion.

He smiled mysteriously at the men: "Of course, Phoenix Feathers." ”

"Try it, Carl Jr." He handed Karl his wand, and mysterious music sounded at this time.

Carl took the wand, and the light suddenly disappeared, and then a burst of heavenly light enveloped Carl's head, and a strong gust of wind blew from the soles of Carl's feet.

"Hah! Sure enough, it was! The wizard looked excited. It's a perfect fit. ”

He clapped his hands gently, and the light came on again: "This is a powerful wand, the child hopes that you can take good care of it, now go and return to your parents." ”

Carl walked up to his parents with a pensive expression.

"What's wrong?" His father asked, "Didn't you clamored to come to Harry Potter Studios a long time ago?" ”

"No, nothing."

Carl unconsciously clenched the wand in his hand. The wand was exactly like his, but it didn't have the reassuring coldness, it looked like it was dead, it was like a toy made of wood.

"Where are we going next?" His mother looked at the map and said, "I'm tired, why don't I have a butterbeer?" ”

In the following time, they spent a happy time together in this huge theme park.

They visit Hogwarts castles together, and for the first time, Carl gets to see the future trio of saviors and Hogwarts treasures in person.

Carl also competes in a Quidditch match under the guidance of Harry Potter in the films, though he doesn't find the chair as comfortable as a real broomstick.

"Did you have fun today?"

Night had fallen, and Carl was lying on the bed in his pajamas, his mom sitting beside him and gently caressing his cheek.

"Hmm." Carl's eyes were closed, and in his heart, a warm current called nostalgia was bubbling through.

"Goodnight, then."

Carl felt something cold lightly pressed against his forehead.

"Good night, Mom."

When Carl opened his eyes again, Hattings was already crouched at the head of his bed.

He sat up and looked around, then suddenly lay down again, holding his arm in front of his eyes.

"What time is it?"

"Three o'clock in the afternoon." Hattings looked at Carl, his tail wagging slightly, "What did you do today?" ”

“······ What's wrong? ”

"Your soul is very active." "It's not normal, there's something in your body that's always being pregnant, but it's been a year of peace, even stagnation. Except that one time you accidentally used a spell similar to the Fire Charm. ”

"Really?" Karl was silent for a long time and asked, "Dangerous?" ”

"I'm not sure, but I really didn't smell the danger, quite the opposite······" Hattings tilted his head, then shook his head.

"But, Karl, I am not an all-knowing and all-powerful god, and many times, danger does not manifest itself in the form of danger."

Carl let out a sigh of relief, and he sat up: "Are they back?" ”

"It's already in the lounge." "They're preparing for the evening's feast—Fred came in once, saw you sleeping, and went straight away." ”

By the time Carl walked down the stairs, Fred and George had already seen him.

"Hey, Carl, my dear Carl." Fred said, "Would you like to try the sweets?" We got it from a special source. ”

He winked at Angelina and the others.

Karl looked at the candies from Duke Honey's confectionery that had been spread out on the table, coughed, and said in deliberate surprise: "What special channel?" Fred, you always surprise me! ”

"That's enough, Carl!" Angelina rolled her eyes at them, "Don't cooperate with Fred and them in acting, I'm sure you know, no, Fred and George are not as good as you, did you tell them?!" ”

Karl swallowed and quickly shook his head, "In this regard, I must admit that I am not as good as the two of them, and I once suspected that they had mastered the magic of sniffing. ”

Carl's joke made the others laugh, and even Fred and George didn't pay any attention to Carl's teasing, but cooperated and pretended to sniff, waving their hands up and down like claws, which made everyone even happier.

"Look, the result is not bad?" Karl looked at the happy crowd.

"We're all reserves." "It's a good start, and from next week you can start training and if you do well, you can get a starter." ”

"All?" Carl didn't expect Charlie to come up with such a play.

It's hard to say if it's not a good thing.

Maybe Wood wants to select better players, but there are only so many slots, and given the stability of the team, if this competition continues, it will actually cause many bad effects.

"Next year there will be a group of players who will graduate, two chasers and one seeker." George said. "So Wood brought us all in, hopefully next year we have a better chance of winning."