Chapter 5 The magic wand that brings luck
“Are you going to buy Hogwarts school uniforms, dear?” As soon as he walked into the tailor shop, a short, fat witch greeted Albert with a big smile.
“Yes, ma’am.” Albert nodded, “Sorry to trouble you.”
"What a polite young man. Come on, let me help you measure the specific parameters." Mrs. Malkin moved her fingers, and the tape measure, pins, and scissors all flew towards this direction, and began to automatically measure Albert's body shape. , this scene made Herb stunned.
Customizing clothes was a complicated process that took half an hour. Mrs. Malkin asked them to come and pick up the package after shopping.
"Ma'am, in addition to the clothes required by the school, I also want to order a black peaked hat and an ordinary black cloak, which match my body shape but do not require a name tag. By the way, please pack them separately." Ai Bert straightened his messy clothes and said to Mrs. Malkin.
“A black pointed hat and an ordinary cloak?” Mrs. Malkin looked at Herb in confusion and repeated Albert’s words.
“Yes.” Herb nodded, knowing that this was a gift for Nia.
"Okay." Madam Malkin did not think too much about this strange request and nodded to show that she understood.
After paying a sum of Galleons in advance, the two left Madam Malkin's Robe Store and went to the Wieseek Magical Supplies Store not far away, where they purchased the brass scale on the list. , brass telescope, glass vial.
In fact, Albert just gave the list to Wieseek, saying that he needed to buy the things on it.
It only took Wieseek a few minutes to find the items on the list and help pack them.
With the introduction of the store owner, Albert easily found Partridge's Crucible Store and purchased a pewter crucible in the store.
They found the pharmacy through the store manager Patchi, where they replenished the medicines they would use in the Potions class.
The drugstore is definitely not a pleasant place. As soon as you approach, you can smell a disgusting smell, as if it was specially prepared to drive away customers.
There were many weird things on display in the drugstore. There were jars of herbs, hay roots, and various brightly colored powders on the cabinets.
Hung from the ceiling are bundles of feathers, clusters of fangs and fluffy claws.
Oh my God, how on earth can a wizard boil these things into potions and drink them?
Herb didn't dare to think about it anymore because he saw a jar of slugs.
It’s really disgusting.
This child’s father is already a little doubtful about life.
Perhaps it is really not a wise move to let your son go to Hogwarts.
In addition to potions, Albert also purchased some tools that would be used when preparing potions.
After paying, he took Herb with a complicated face and left the pharmacy.
"Albert, why don't you give up." After Herb pulled Albert away from the drugstore, he said with a serious face: "Let's go to Eton College."
Albert's face twitched and he shook his head.
"But... the more I think about it, the less reliable it becomes. Maybe Daisy is right." Herb looked at his son with a complicated expression.
"We still need some books, a wand and an owl." Albert looked at Herb and said, "At least, don't jump to conclusions before you understand the magical world."
“Okay.” Herb was a little depressed, but he still nodded in agreement.
Bought the books on the list at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore, and Albert bought additional books basically about the history of the wizarding world.
In fact, Albert wanted to stay in the bookstore for a while, but considering the time problem, he gave up and asked the bookstore manager to get a book list so that he could order the books he needed through Owl in the future.
Then, he bought a large amount of parchment paper, quill pens and ink at the stationery store in Diagon Alley next to the Quidditch boutique.
With the enthusiastic help of the boss, I found the Eela Owl Store. This store is located on the north side of Diagon Alley and is easy to find. There are a lot of owls hanging outside.
Herb also helped buy a bag of owl food and owl nuts.
Pushing the trolley, Herb crossed out the purchased items one by one, leaving only the wand.
Ollivander's wand shop is on the south side of Diagon Alley. They learned the location of the wand shop from the witch selling owls.
It was a small, shabby shop.
When Albert pushed the door open and entered the store, a jingling bell rang in the store. It was small inside and there was nothing else except a bench.
When Herb pushed the cart into the store, he felt that it was packed all of a sudden. He sat on a bench and ate the pumpkin pie he had just bought from the stall. There were also some sweets on the cart, also for A gift prepared by Nia.
Albert also had a piece of pumpkin pie in his hand, and he was hungry too.
"Excuse me, is anyone there?"
“Good afternoon.” A soft voice sounded, and Ollivander walked out.
"Hello, sir, I want to buy..." Albert said, putting down the pumpkin pie in his hand.
“Wand, oh, of course, new life at Hogwarts.”
"Yes, sir."
"By the way, what's your name?" Ollivander probably saw the confusion in Albert's eyes and explained, "Any wizard who buys a wand from me, the Ministry of Magic needs to keep it for record."
“Albert Anderson.” Albert introduced himself.
"Okay, Mr. Anderson." Ollivander took out a tape measure from his pocket, "Which arm do you usually use?"
“I’m accustomed to using my right hand.” Albert raised his arm.
Ollivander began to measure Albert's size, first from the shoulder to the fingertips, and then from the wrist to the elbow. The complicated measurement process made both father and son suspect that Ollivander was not selling wands, but selling clothes.
"Every wand I make is unique, and wizards can always choose the most suitable one here." Ollivander said to himself while measuring, but Albert was already a little doubtful about life. , the tape measure was actually automatically measuring the distance between his nostrils.
Albert stretched out his hand to push the ruler away and walked towards the counter.
Ollivander had already taken out a wand from the shelf and introduced it: "Made of holly wood and phoenix feathers, seven inches, very flexible."
As soon as Albert reached out to take it, Ollivander took it away.
“Try this one, made of ash and unicorn hair. Eight and a half inches long. Extraordinary combination, nice stretch.”
Albert took it and waved it, but it had no effect.
"It seems not suitable." Ollivander said to himself, "Try this one again..."
Albert tried the wand one after another. Sometimes the wand would show great destructive power. The vases on the counter were blown to pieces, which shocked Herb.
“I like picky customers.” Ollivander took out another pile of wands and said with a smile, “Made of redwood and phoenix feathers, nine inches long, good elasticity.”
Albert took the wand and felt a slight warmth coming from his fingertips. He tapped it gently, and red sparks emitted from the top of the wand, blooming like fireworks in the shop.
"That's it." Ollivander happily put the wand into the box and said to Albert with a smile, "Legend has it that a wand made of redwood will bring luck to the user."
“Do you believe it?” Albert asked.
“If you don’t believe it, I think wands made of redwood will be attracted to certain wizards, and these wizards already have the ability to avert danger when they encounter danger.”
“So, it’s not the redwood that brings luck, but its owner that creates its lucky reputation?” Albert raised his eyebrows.
"You can put it this way." Ollivander nodded, "A total of 10 galleons, thank you for your patronage."
(End of this chapter)