Chapter 61： Ollivander

The happy time always flies quickly, and soon comes the day that I made an appointment with Penello.

Franklin learned the phantom spell after all. Although the release speed is very slow and the effect of invisibility is not good, he is still very happy.

But the Weasley brothers couldn't help it anymore after they sent fifteen letters to Harry without receiving any reply, and decided to visit Harry's house tonight. They also asked Mike and Franklin if they were going, but Mike refused again.

Mike decided to take his heart out and try not to deal with the savior Harry from now on, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the old bee Dumbledore. Franklin seemed to want to go, so Mike gave him a hit on the forehead.

Mike came to Diagon Alley early that day, and he had another place he had to go before meeting Penello.

"Jingle Bell!"

Ollivander’s wand shop is still the same, in tatters, Mike opened the door of the small shop and walked into the small shop, and the bells at the door heard a crisp sound.

"Oh, Mr. Mike Towny. 13 inches, black pear wood and dragon's heartstring, not easy to bend, a wand belonging to a warrior. I remember right." Ollivander said in a erratic, hoarse tone , "What brought you here? Is there something wrong with your wand?"

Mike was not surprised because Ollivander accurately said his name and wand information. He brushed his fingertips on the thickly dusty stool, and then pulled the curtain aside and wiped it disgustingly.

"Yes, Mr. Ollivander. I feel that there is indeed a small problem with my wand. Although it is in a good direction, I still think I should come and ask you, the wand master."

"Oh? Please show me the magic wand." Ollivander immediately got excited.

"I suffered a very thrilling attack in the Forbidden Forest. Fortunately, my luck was better before I came back." Mike took out the black thornwood wand and handed it to Ollivander. "After that, I will I found that there was a problem with my wand, it seemed...to be stronger."

Ollivander took the black pear wood wand with both hands, put on the monocle thick as the bottom of the bottle, and observed it carefully. It took a long time to hand the wand to Mike again.

"The situation you are encountering is normal. The black prickly pear has a strange characteristic. It will produce the sweetest berries after the worst frost. A wand made of this wood can only be used if you have experienced danger or Only after difficulties can you truly get in touch with its owner. After that, the black thornwood wand will become an incredibly loyal servant." Ollivander said in a very bewitching voice, "In addition, I I have to persuade you. I found that your wand has many small scars. It seems that you don't care about the maintenance of the wand in normal use.

This is very irresponsible behavior for the wand, it is your most important partner. I think you’d better be able to buy a set of wand maintenance tools. I only need 10 gold gallons for a set here. I also come with a wand maintenance manual. What do you think? "

Accompanied by Ollivander's "Welcome again next time!" voice, Mike walked out of the shop holding a set of wand maintenance tools, looking at the crowd coming and going on the street, Mike only felt a little dazed.

My mother, one second before, he was like a hidden master, but the next second he changed his style of painting and became a kind of merchant who regards money as his life. Now the so-called masters are so skinny. ?

shook his head to throw out the distracting thoughts in his mind, Mike squeezed towards the crowd quickly, it was late, and Penello was still waiting for him.

finally arrived at the agreed place, Florin cold drink shop, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on Mike's forehead. Hogwarts is about to start school. Many students and their parents have come to Diagon Alley to purchase what they need for the new semester. These days can be said to be the busiest time in Diagon Alley.

Penello was sitting in a position by the window smiling and looking at Mike who was squeezing in from the crowd. There was a glass of ice water on the table in front of her. From the water level, she should have been waiting for a while. .

"Sorry, Penello, I didn't mean to be late, because there was a black cat in front of me on the way." Mike wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained.

"It's okay, I just arrived." Penello put a jade hand on his chin, and looked at Mike with a smile on his big eyes, but did not expose Mike's rough excuses.

Today's Penello is very lively, not as fresh and capable as he usually did at Hogwarts.

The golden curly hair is draped casually on the shoulders, the hem of the white printed T-shirt is stuffed into denim hot pants, and there is a Doraemon printed on it, but this Doraemon's big head is supported by what It is very three-dimensional. A pair of big long legs swayed gently, and the white ones seemed to reflect light under the sunshine.

Mike looked a little lost and swallowed a big mouthful of water for a long time.

Looking at Penello's ridiculous smile, Mike couldn't help but blush. It has been almost two years since he came into this world. In the past two years, he has never been a girl. It doesn’t matter if I was a child originally, but I was an adult man in my previous life. At this time, seeing Penello dressed like this was a bit gaffe In order to ease his embarrassment, Mike coughed slightly. The clerk called: "Bring me two Florin's signature cones."

Britain’s summer is not very hot, and the temperature can reach 30 degrees even if it is high. But it is human nature to like to eat sweets, so there are so many customers in the store at this time. The clerk just nodded when he heard Mike's words and ran back to the counter to get busy.

"It's really hot, Senior Sister Penello." Mike took a sigh of relief, pulled the chair in front of Penello and sat down, "Oh, no. It should be Prefect Penello, right. "

Hearing this, Penello trembled with a smile, and even the Doraemon on his chest was swaying, and Mike who was watching took another sip of water.

"It's your blessing. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be the prefect. You know, Paula has been greedy for the position of prefect for a long time. They are pure blood. I am from Muggle. How could the wizard rob her."

"I know Paula. I heard that he comes from an unknown pure-blood family. He is not even the 28th pure-blood family. Even if he is not as good as the senior sister, he even looks eight blocks worse than the senior sister. How can she compare to you." Mike said with a smile.

It turns out that as long as she is a woman, she likes to hear others praise her, whether it is a little girl or an old woman.

Penello listened to Mike's compliment and then smiled for a long while, and waited until the clerk took the two cones and stopped smiling.

"I still have to thank you. This is the gift I picked for you. Open it and take a look."

Penello took out a gift box from the small bag she carried and handed it to Mike. She came from a Muggle family, and the family was not wealthy, so she couldn't afford the Wuhen Stretching Curse bag.