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"Good morning!" An old man with light-colored pupils stood in front of them. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Maulipwit. You're a real pleasure. Twelve inches long, cherry wood, a little stronger. It's a good wand for casting magic."
"Yes, Mr. Ollivander, I like this wand very much." Lady Weasley quickly stood up to greet them. "This child is Elwyn Mason, and this is my daughter, Ginny Weasley. They are new students at Hogwarts this year, and they need to buy a new wand."
"Of course, of course!" Ollivander turned his gaze to Ginny and Elwyn, "Wizards need a wand to cast magic, but remember, it is the wand that chooses the wizard!"
Elwyn swallowed his saliva, unsure of how to answer him.
"Alright, let me take a look!" Ollivander did not stop. He took out a long measuring tape with silver markings and came in front of Ginny. "Ladies first. Ms. Weasley, which hand do you use to use the wand?"
"Right hand!" Ginny replied in a low voice.
"Please raise your arm." Ollivander measured Ginny from the shoulder to the fingertips, then from the wrist to the elbow, the shoulder to the floor, the knee to the armpit, and finally the head.
As he measured, he explained to Ginny and Elwyn, "Every Ollivander wand has a strong magical substance, which is the essence of the wand. We usually use unicorn fur, phoenix tail feathers, and dragon nerves. Every Ollivander wand is unique, because no two unicorns, dragons, or phoenixes are exactly the same. Of course, if you use a wand that belongs to another wizard, the effect will not be as good. "
"Always remember this, it is the wand that chooses the wizard!"
After he finished speaking, he disappeared between the densely packed shelves. Before Elwyn could heave a sigh of relief, he saw him walk out with a box.
"Without a doubt, the Weasley family is easily favored by the unicorns. There is no doubt about that." Ollivander said softly, "Try this one. Fourteen inches, black sandalwood, unicorn fur, a little curved."
As soon as Ginny held it in her hand, he took it back.
"No, I think it should be this one. It's made of willow wood and unicorn fur. It's eight and a half inches long and very elastic!"
As soon as Ginny took it, a beam of red light shot out from the tip of her wand. It was like a firework, shooting sparks everywhere, and the dancing spots of light were cast on the walls.
"An extraordinary combination, very suitable for controlling spells. You will definitely get good grades in your spell class." Immediately after, Ollivander turned to look at Elwyn and said softly, "Mr. Mason, I think it's your turn."
Just like Ginny, Elwyn was used to using his right hand to hold the wand. Like Ginny, he measured the size of the wand first. However, his selection process was not as simple as Ginny's.
Elwyn tried one wand after another, but just as he held it in his hand, Ollivander took it away. This made him look a little silly.
"Just like Mr. Potter last year, a picky customer. But don't worry, I will always find the most ideal, the most perfect, the most suitable one for you!" Ollivander looked very happy. "Let me think. Oh, I got it. Fourteen and a half inches, grapevine wood, the core of the wand is a night steed's tail feather. This was the last wand made by my great-grandfather. He was a very famous wand maker back then."
As soon as Elwyn took it in his hand, a warm current gushed out from his fingers. The tip of the wand emitted a white halo, like ripples in the water, spreading out in circles.
"Wonderful, very wonderful!" Ollivander's voice became softer. "I don't really like using the tail feather of the Night Steed, but I have to say, Mr. Mason, you and this wand are indeed a wonderful combination."
"I'm sorry, sir!" When only the two of them were left in the room, Elwyn asked in a low voice, "What made you feel wonderful just now?"
Elwyn was really curious. The core of the wand in his hand was the tail feather of the Night Steed, which was different from the other wands made by Ollivander.
"As we all know, the Night Steed is considered a symbol of bad luck." Ollivander stared at Elwyn with his milky white pupils. "This is a very strange substance. Only a wizard who can control death can control it."
Ollivander's voice seemed to float down from the sky. Hearing his explanation, Elwyn had an urge to throw the wand in his hand. Strange, death, bad luck. He didn't want to be regarded as the successor of The Dark Lord as soon as he entered the school.
"Mr. Mason, the magic you emitted just now has a very strong positive energy. This is a kind of energy that is completely opposite to the tail feather of the Night Steed. That's why I said it was very wonderful." Ollivander leaned close to Elwyn's face, and his voice was as low as a whisper. "Please remember, it is the wand that chooses the wizard, Mr. Mason. There is no doubt that you will achieve extraordinary things in the future."
Elwyn's hair stood on end. He had a feeling that all his secrets had been seen through. He was sure that he would not like this Mr. Ollivander.
After leaving the wand shop, he let out a long sigh of relief.
Next, Lady Weasley led Elwyn and Ginny to Madam Morkin's robe shop. However, compared to before, Ginny was not in the mood, because she had to choose a uniform from among the old robes.
Elwyn found it too cruel, especially when he let Madam Morkin take his measurements while looking at Ginny's sad face not far away. He felt like a sinner.
"Lady Weasley, thank you for inviting me to your house."
"My dear Elwyn, you and Harry are both good boys. Arthur and I welcome you to our house." Lady Weasley walked over and rubbed Elwyn's hair with a gratified look on her face.
"Thank you. I would like to give you a gift as a thank you gift!"
Elwyn said awkwardly. "If you don't mind, I would like to give a new robe to Ginny."
"No, child, this is too expensive!" Lady Weasley was shocked. Ginny, who was standing at the side, raised her head expectantly.
"To me, this is nothing." Elwyn seemed to know that Lady Weasley wanted to refuse, so he did not give her time to react. He quickly continued, "You can treat it as a Christmas gift from me to Ginny. After all, we are already friends."
More than ten minutes later, with Elwyn's persistent persuasion, Ginny's expectant gaze, and Madam Morkin's agreement to give a very reasonable discount, Lady Weasley finally agreed to accept the gift.
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