Zhang Xiao stood in the bustling street, looking around at the glamorous scenes around her, and her heart was filled with an indescribable shock.

Although his parents had already revealed to him the existence of the Dao Gate and the Wizarding World, the moment the brick wall opened at the entrance.

It was as if a heavy door had opened in his heart, and a living magical world had unfolded in front of him.

It's so real, it's so... At your fingertips!

The nearest one is a shop that sells crucibles, and the pots of various materials, large and small, are stacked together like acrobatics, and they are wobbly, but they don't fall.

A chubby woman came out of the drugstore, carefully carrying a delicate crystal bottle with a small liver-like thing inside.

As she passed by, she could still be heard muttering: "The price of dragon liver has risen, and my potion has to go up with it." ”

The broomstick's shop always attracts the attention of children, and a group of children lie in front of the shop window, staring at the shiny light wheel 2000 inside, exchanging views with each other.

On the sign of the ready-to-wear store, a large scissor clicks the air boredly, and some shop windows are filled with baskets of bat spleens and eel eyes, and are piled with spell books, quills, rolls of parchment, medicine bottles, and lunar globes.

The streets were full of people, and Zhang Xiao compared them with Diagon Alley at Universal Studios in her heart.

Well... There is no comparison.

Zhang Xiao pointed to a somewhat crooked snow-white building not far away and asked:

"Dad, is that what you call Gringotts? Are we going to get the money? ”

Zhang Chengdao shook his head with a smile, and out of nowhere, he found a small delicate cloth bag and shook it in front of him:

"You don't have to go, if you want to see the goblins, you can go around, I changed some money when I first came here, and it's all here."

He pulled open the cloth bag and put his hand in, Zhang Xiao looked at it in surprise, obviously this cloth bag was only the size of a palm, but half of his father's arm was stuffed into it.

By the time he took his hand out again, there were already a few more coins of different colors in his palm.

"Nat, Si Ke and Jin Garon, the conversion relationship is not complicated, this is a Qiankun bag.

It's also a very rare thing in the Daomen, well, this is a gift from your parents for the beginning of school. ”

Zhang Xiao took the small cloth bag in a daze, not knowing where to put it, of course he knew the value of this thing.

There are similar things in the wizarding world, such as Newt's chest, as well as the tent in the Goblet of Fire, Hermione's beaded pouch, etc.

But Newt's chest is almost an heirloom-level magic item, unique in the entire wizarding world!

Although the Traceless Stretch Spell is a high-level spell, there are still many wizards who can use it, but the difficulty is the combination of the Constant Trace Stretch Spell with other spells, as well as the constant spell.

And according to the guess of the previous life, the difficulty of the Traceless Stretching Spell is related to the size of the space, and the smaller the space, the more difficult it is, such as handbags and pockets, which are even more difficult to break through the sky.

Li Qingshu looked at her son and didn't know where to put it, and smiled and helped him hang it on his waist:

"Just hang it, there are some arrangements on it, mainly fixed, anti-theft skills, very safe."

Zhang Chengdao snapped his fingers very Westernly:

"There are still a lot of things to buy, let's go separately, wife, you go buy your son's textbooks and other tools, right! To be the best! I took him to buy a wand. ”

Zhang Xiao hurriedly said:

"No, no, just ordinary."

Zhang Chengdao shook his head and said solemnly:

"Respect Luo Yi first and then respect people, now the atmosphere in the magic world is not good, there are a group of people who look down on this, look down on that, but they still have the right to speak, which is very annoying.

These foreign objects can save you a lot of trouble, besides..."

Zhang Chengdao patted his son's shoulder and sighed

"We don't know how to spend a lot of money, it's just right for the loser, I also put five thousand Galleons in your bag, which is your pocket money this semester!"

5000 Galleons?? Pocket money for a semester??

Zhang Xiao gasped, is the Daomen so arrogant? 5,000 Galleons was enough for the Weasleys to live on for several years.

But think about it, as a super wealthy Longhu Mountain that has been inherited for thousands of years, it would be strange if there was no money.....

Zhang Xiao follows her father to Ollivanders, another famous location in the novel, where Ollivanders' wand shop has a façade that doesn't match its reputation.

It looked small and broken, with a gold sign peeling off on the door, which read: Ollivander: A well-made wand since 382 BC. (Note 1)

In the dusty window, a wand sits alone on a faded purple cushion.

As they entered, there was a jingling bell from somewhere behind the store. The shop was small, with nothing but a bench.

But the whole store was like a storm, and there were many long boxes scattered around. An old man was slowly picking up the box on the ground and gently wiping it clean, like some rare treasure.

"Ah, welcome, welcome!" The old man put down the box in his hand, with a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes were bright, like the bright moon.

"Just received a very fussy guest and made a bit of a mess.

Although they could be magical, I always felt that it made the wand feel disrespectful to them. ”

Ollivander approached Zhang Xiao and looked at him vigorously with those big silver-white eyes

"A strange guest, well, let's get started."

He pulled out a long tape measure with silver scales from his pocket. "Which arm do you use to make your wand?"

Zhang Xiao raised her right hand

"Put your arms up. Good. "Start with the shoulders to the fingertips, then from the wrists to the elbows, the shoulders to the floor, the knees to the armpits, and finally measure the circumference of the head. As he measured, he said:

"Every Ollivander wand is unique, and it's not just the wizard who chooses the wand, but the wand also chooses the owner, just like the picky little guest before..."

Ollivander said that he suddenly stopped talking, but there was still an expression of aftertaste and surprise on his face.

Zhang Xiao knew that he should be talking about Harry's iron-headed baby, but he didn't care too much.

After the dimensions were determined, Zhang Chengdao, who was waiting on the side, suddenly took a step forward, interrupted Ollivander's search for the wand, and said with a smile:

"Hello, I would like you to customize a wand for my son, with the materials we provide." (Note 2)

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Note 1: Personally, I have doubts about this point in time, except for the pyramids, the oldest wizard to appear is the despicable Helmpo around 100 BC, and the oldest of the pure-blood 28 families are the medieval Gaunt family and the Black family, that is, around 800 AD, during which there is no mention of the concept of the fine wand.

The Elder Wand first appeared around 1200, and after checking the relevant information, it was found that Ollivander's introduction was "he firmly believed that his ancestors came from Greece", which means that there is no relevant text and historical record that their family has a history of more than 2300 years, and it is seriously suspected that it may be that Aunt Rowling pinched it for a while when she wrote the first book, and did not think too much about it.

Note 2: Ollivander can customize the wand, and the materials can be brought by yourself, this information comes from "Hogwarts Legacy", Aunt Rowling was not directly involved in the production, but the details and plot have been communicated with her, which should be considered semi-official.

Note 3: This article tries to respect the original work and Aunt Rowling, as a second creation of the same person, slandering and maliciously changing the character design, which is tantamount to picking up a bowl to eat and putting down the bowl to scold the mother