Hogwarts: Where are the Pokémon?

Chapter 9 Left-Handed Wand, Right-Handed Boxing

Narcissa's breathing became extremely heavy at this time.And Draco, who was scolded by her, didn't know what was going on.He never seemed to have thought that his mother would talk to him so harshly one day.

"What's the matter, Mom?"

"I, I think you should have enough respect for your professor." Narcissa said in a trembling voice, and at the same time gave Draco a look, forcing him to be quiet, "Even your father would agree with Go Mr Alder is a very powerful wizard."

Then, Narcissa greeted Xia Lin carefully.

"I didn't expect to meet you here, Mr. Gold. Please don't pay attention to what Draco said. He is usually spoiled at home."

Xia Lin has already brought in her role as a teacher. As a teacher, it is reasonable to care about the family situation of the students, right?
"Mrs. Malfoy, how is Mr. Malfoy doing?"

Narcissa suddenly felt a little absurd. Is my husband okay? Is there no clue in your mind?It's as if you didn't hit the person.But she doesn't care if she dares to talk to Xia Lin so presumptuously, especially when her son is here.

"Lucius, he's—well, recovering well."

"That's good. Also about Draco, what I want to tell you is that it is not a good thing to spoil a child too much. If possible, I hope you and Mr. Malfoy can educate Draco pay more attention."

"Yes, I will discuss it with Lucius."

Just as the atmosphere became visibly more awkward, Madam Malkin had already picked out a robe for Harry.

"Okay, I'm going to take Harry to buy a wand, so I'll take my leave first." Xia Lin said.

Naxisha was eager to say goodbye to Xia Lin, the god of plague, and nodded quickly.

But Draco had his own ideas.

"Wait, your name is Harry? Harry Potter?" There seemed to be light in his eyes.A man of Harry's reputation was exactly what he wanted to befriend.

So after seeing Harry nodding, he immediately said: "Mom, I haven't bought my wand either, let's go buy a wand too."

Narcissa took a deep breath, feeling a little pain in her chest.

My silly son, didn't you see that my old lady wished she could grow wings and fly away with you?Are you still desperately trying to squeeze next to that person?I don't know who beat your dad, right?

Well, you really don't know.

"No, Draco, we need to buy a cauldron first." She tried her best to look like she was smiling, "Mr. Gold, I will take Draco away first."

"Please."

When Charlene took Harry to Ollivander's wand shop, Hagrid hadn't even appeared, and it seemed that Charlene was making him too relaxed.

Harry looked up at the dilapidated and small shop in front of him, the sign on the facade had even faded.

Ollivander: Crafted wands since 382 BC.

"Let's go in, Harry."

The two walked into the shop together. The shop was small, with nothing but a bench, but there were thousands of boxes on the shelves on the walls.But there is a very indescribable sense of mystery.Harry was suddenly even breathing cautiously.

At this time, a very soft greeting came.

"Good afternoon." An old man stepped out, startling Harry.

"Good afternoon, Ollivander." Xia Lin looked normal, and I took Harry Potter to pick out the wand.

"Charlene! Charlene Gold! Nice to see you again, Oak, Dragon's Nerve, Twelve Inches, isn't it?" said Ollivander with all his treasures.

He was referring to Xia Lin's original wand, and he remembered every wand sold from him clearly.

"Yes."

"A very strong wand, but unfortunately, it was broken." He seemed a little regretful, but quickly continued, "I heard you have a new wand now? Grigovich said You have studied the craft with him for some time. Can you show me?"

"I used some novel materials." Xia Lin showed him the wand.

"Haha, sixteen inches, I've made a wand this long. Huh? When did you get used to using your left hand?" He looked carefully, and at a glance he saw that Xia Lin's wand was more suitable for swinging with his left hand.

Xia Lin didn't say a word, he was always embarrassed to say that he didn't think any hand was bad for wielding a wand, but when hitting someone with a million tons of punches, the right hand must be stronger.

"Yew wood—I haven't seen the core of the wand." He flicked it casually, and immediately felt the majestic and vibrant magic power in the wand, but this power was beyond his control.

"A very powerful wand, I am afraid that only recognized wizards can truly control it - of course, because it is the wand that chooses the wizard." After returning the wand to Xia Lin, he turned his attention to Harry.

"Yes, I know I'll see you soon, Harry Potter. You have eyes like your mother's. It seems like yesterday that she came here to buy her first wand. Ten and a quarter inches long, of wicker, and a fine wand for magic."

"Your father is different, mahogany wand. Eleven inches long, flexible and stronger, and perfect for Transfiguration."

While speaking, Ollivander approached Harry, which put a lot of pressure on Harry.He wanted to escape a little bit, but seeing that Xia Lin was unmoved, he didn't dare to act rashly for fear of offending him.

And Ollivander's fingers were already on Harry's scar.

"Oh, this is..."

"I'm sorry, but it was done by a wand I sold," he said softly. "Thirteen and a half inches long. Of yew. Very strong, very strong, and it fell into the wrong hands. . . . If only I had known this wand, when it was made, would have done such a thing . . . "

He stopped the subject and started picking out a wand for Harry.

Almost as if by fate, Harry got the wand that came from the tail feather of the same phoenix as Voldemort's wand.But Harry's wand was made of holly.

"That's really wonderful, isn't it?" Ollivander looked at Charlene, then at Harry, "Yewwood—the tail feathers of the phoenix. Of course, you and the one who can't even say their names People cannot use the same yew wood."

Afterwards, Harry paid for the wand, and Ollivander also believed that Harry Potter would do a great job.

After the two walked out of the wand shop, they saw Hagrid from a distance on the street. He was holding a cage in his hand, and there was a white owl in the cage.

"Hagrid, did you buy it for Harry?" Charlene asked immediately.

"Yeah, a birthday present for him," said Hagrid loudly.

Harry wanted to say no, but Hagrid didn't give him the chance.

(End of this chapter)