Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

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The process of Harry Potter's purchase of the wand took a long time. It was not until the tried wands piled up on a bench to find a suitable one. Harry even broke a light color because the wand was out of control. Vase.

Maca looked at the golden stars on the tip of the magic wand in Harry's hand at the moment, bright like fireworks, and fluttering spots were projected on the wall.

Hagrid clapped his hands and cheered, and Mr. Ollivander yelled: "Oh, great! Oh, really, great. Oh, oh, oh... it's amazing, it's amazing..."

He put Harry's wand in a box and wrapped it in a piece of brown greased paper, and he kept saying "Wonderful" in his mouth.

"I'm sorry," Harry said, "What makes you wonder?"

Mr. Ollivander looked at Harry with his pale, colorless eyes.

"I remember every wand I sold, Mr. Potter. I remember every wand. In fact, this is the case—two tail feathers of the same phoenix, one made this wand, the other Tail Feather made another magic wand."

Ollivander paused and continued: "You are destined to use this wand, and its brother...well, it was his brother who left you that scar."

Harry gasped.

"Yes, thirteen inches and a half long, yew wood. How could such a thing happen, it is amazing. Remember, it is the wand who chooses the wizard! I think you will accomplish a great career, Mr. Potter... In any case, the mysterious person I couldn’t nominate did a great thing—even though it was terrible, it was a great thing.

Haliton felt terrified.He was not sure whether he liked this Mr. Ollivander, but he still paid seven Jin Jialong to buy this wand that seemed to have a deep connection with him.

"Yes, all right," Ollivander nodded, looking at Maca with his sharp eyes, "Mr. McLean, it's your turn now, please come forward and let me see."

"I am right-handed." Maca has already seen the process once, and immediately started the measurement with Ollivander.

The measuring tape pulled away automatically and floated to Maca's body, from shoulder to fingertip, from wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit, and finally measuring the head circumference.

Even after reading it once, Maca still doesn't know what these measurement steps do.

The tape measure is being measured here, and Ollivander continues to mutter: "Yes, yes, as I said just now, every Ollivander wand is unique. If you use another wizard's wand, the effect It will definitely be discounted! Always remember-the magic wand is choosing the wizard."

In the end, when the measuring tape floated in front of Maca and measured the distance between his nostrils, he felt that he hadn't experienced such a silly scene for a long time.

"Okay," Ollivander said before the tape fell to the ground and rolled into a ball. "Then, Mr. McLean, try this one! Made of maple and dragon ear nerves. Ten inches long and sensitive. , Slender and powerful. You can give it a try."

Maca took it and waved it, soft red light flashed on the tip of the stick.

"Oh! Yes, I didn't expect it to go so smoothly..." Ollivander said and stopped suddenly. "Wait, try this one. Boxwood, unicorn hair, nine and three-quarters inches, the same. Sensitive but more determined."

Maca was shocked, then put down the wand in his hand and took the other one he handed over.

I don't know if it's the waving posture or something else, this time a little golden light appeared on the head of the stick, and a hint of sacred aura spread out.

"Why, what's the matter?" Ollivander was like seeing something incredible, his sharp eyes filled with doubts, "Or, try this one again?"

He drew another box from the shelf behind him, "Rosewood, the key to the dragon's heart,

His choice this time seemed completely opposite to the two just now, which made Maca feel even more at a loss.

Maca took the slightly purplish red magic wand and waved it again. A fiery red light flew out from the tip of the wand and knocked the shelf behind Ollivander to the ground with a fierce roar.

The four people present were startled, but Ollivander fell into contemplation again after being frightened.

Maca and Hagrid, Harry, look at me, I look at you, they don’t know what happened.Seeing Mr. Ollivander's silence, they all stayed wisely, not disturbing his thinking as much as possible.

In the world of magic, wand science has always been an extremely complex research subject, and there are very few that can make wands.At this moment, apart from Mr. Ollivander, I am afraid that no one can find a second person who has a deep understanding of magic wands in the entire Diagon Alley.

"I don't understand, I really don't understand," Ollivander suddenly raised his head again and said loudly to Maca. "Pick up the pile of wands on the bench and wave each one. Come on!"

Maca looked at the wand that Harry had put there after trying it before, and then looked back at the shelf behind Ollivander.

"But, sir, that shelf..."

"It's okay, it's okay, don't worry about that, wave it quickly."

Seeing that no one cares about the consequences, Maca naturally has no psychological burden, and immediately picked up the wand and waved it one by one.For a while, light, smoke, wand boxes, and even the shelves rushed across the store with the wand in Maca's hand, making the entire Ollivander wand shop a mess.

"Okay, let's go." Ollivander hurriedly greeted Maca to stop, and then looked at his hand with a puzzled expression. "I don't understand, it doesn't make sense. Every wand fits perfectly? may?"

Even Ollivander couldn't figure it out, Maca was naturally at a loss.In the end, with Mr. Ollivander’s extremely reluctant gaze, Maca chose the wand that made the most noise just now, and left the house with Hagrid and Harry, which has almost become a garbage dump. Wand shop.

Coming out of Ollivander, the three of them checked the list together and bought everything one by one. When they reached the end of the road, Maca looked at the Pataki Cauldron and remembered something.

"Oh, no! Mrs. Weasley and I made an appointment to meet at the cauldron. This is bad."

"Mrs. Weasley?" Hagrid heard the words and looked at the cauldron. "Don't worry, I saw her. You haven't missed it yet."

Maca looked at Hagrid, and said "God, you are so tall" in his heart again, and then said to them separately, and then squeezed in the direction of the cauldron shop.

It was close to noon, and there were more people in Diagon Alley than in the morning, which was a bit breathless.

"Mrs. Weasley, hello..."

Maca finally got to Mrs. Weasley and Ron, and was interrupted before they could finish speaking.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I thought you had gone back!" Mrs. Weasley didn't seem to be angry, but she apologized first. "Ron's mouse got into a hole in the garden and was chased by goblins. We came a little later..."

Ron took the conversation with a bitter face and said, "Then my mother gave me another meal, saying that I didn't take care of the spots, but you know..."

"Okay! This is obviously your problem, no excuses!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed angrily.

When Maca saw that Mrs. Weasley seemed about to start talking again, he had to start talking, "Oh, Mrs. Weasley, I think it’s okay. In fact, I met Hagrid when I went to Gringotts to withdraw money. Oh, and Harry Potter."

Mrs. Weasley immediately came to God when she heard the name. Of course, Maca had expected it.

After buying the crucible here, Maca’s shopping trip finally came to an end.To be honest, he was a little tired and paralyzed, but he still had to carry a lot of things and continue walking, even though Ron had already helped him carry a lot.

"Maca, give me some, and I will help you with some," said Mrs. Weasley.

"No, this absolutely won't work, how can I let the lady carry things!" Maca insisted.

These words made Mrs. Weasley very happy. She snatched the owl cage in Maca’s hand, with a smile on her face, "Oh! Little Maca, you can really talk. I'm sure you will be in the future." It will surely fascinate a lot of girls."

Real unmarried young women are more difficult to coax than you, Maca muttered in her heart.

It was mid-July, and the weather in Britain was as mild as ever, but it was always cloudy and sunny, and it still made people feel relieved.

To be honest, Maca didn't want to live in Weasley's house, but eventually lived in Shao for a few days.

Until next month, he finally left there, rented a room upstairs in the Broken Cauldron Bar, and stayed in until the start of Hogwarts.

During this time, Maca devoted all his time to the preparation of the magic textbook.He found that he was quite interested in these interesting knowledge, although he still felt that the content in the book "Theory of Magic" was a bit specious until the end.

"...So, how did this formula come about?" Maca stared at a magic formula in the book, and said angrily.

In the process of reading and memorizing, he found that many of the key magic theories in this book have an obvious feature, that is, the author never explained the source of the formula, which is really a heartbreak for Maca Find.

"Knowing it but not knowing why, is it that magic theory is actually the accumulation of experience of every generation of wizards since ancient times?" He moaned in pain with a tired face.

However, in the last month or so, in addition to the boring knowledge of magic, there was actually a small episode.Of course, as far as I am concerned, this is not suitable to be said now, because today is the last day of August, and tomorrow is September 1st-Hogwarts is about to start!