He looked at the little girl in front of him who was begging for praise as well-behaved as a cat.
Xifa subconsciously raised his hand to touch Elise's head.
Elise froze on the spot as if she was under a petrification spell.
At this time, Xifa, who reacted, also noticed something was wrong.
His mature mind allowed him to withdraw his mind and his palm. Xifa stared at his palm thoughtfully.
Elise bit her lip and glanced at Xifa uneasily.
She was just about to explain to Xifa.
But he saw that Xifa had already looked beyond him at the shop in front of him that the wizard had dreamed of visiting before he was eleven years old - Ollivander's wand shop!
Although it is a monopoly business in the British wizarding world, this small shop is quite inconspicuous.
Dusty shop windows and signs with peeling gold paint.
It's like a store that has been liquidated after going bankrupt.
After tidying up her appearance, Elise came to Xifa and stepped forward. She led Xifa into the store.
Just when it's time to get lost.
Xifa's eyes flashed and he stopped in front of Elise.
Elise, who couldn't close her feet, felt like she hit a fence.
Elise, who stopped and hurt herself, was about to ask Xifa why.
A huge and violent wave of magic burst out from the store.
This was accompanied by crazy and extremely excited shouting.
"Yes, that's it! It's so powerful!"
The fluctuation of magic power caused the hem of Elise's skirt to sway. Elise wanted to pull out the wand, but was blocked by Xifa.
Then, the door of the shop was slammed open, and a tall and thin boy rushed out. His handsome face had red eyes. His body was trembling slightly under the inertia of excitement. He looked at the door with a crazy and excited expression. Ichiban glanced at Xifa with the yew wand in his hand, snorted coldly, then turned a blind eye and strode away.
"Who is that? How come you have such powerful magical power just after you got the wand."
Xifa shook his head. He didn't know clearly. The reason why he stopped Elise was to protect her. He didn't want to cause trouble, but it was an afterthought.
Xifa has some guesses about his identity. He should be the second generation Dark Lord Tom Marvolo Riddle.
If Elise pointed her wand at him, there was no guarantee that he would be concerned about her.
Without enough strength, survival in the extraordinary world means being cautious.
Tom got his first assistant in his life as king. Now he is so excited to own this powerful yew wand, but it is a pity that he will ruthlessly throw it away in the future.
I wonder what my wand will look like?
There was no one around, so Xifa led Elise to the door of the store.
As the door slowly approached, Xifa's heart, which he thought would be calm, became restless.
After all, it is a magic wand! The main means of performing magic!
squeak——
The store door groaned in pain after being tortured by Tom.
The first thing that came into view were thousands of boxes.
They were piled up from the floor to the ceiling in a chaotic and dense manner.
Fortunately, there is a large open space nearby for the two of them to settle down, although there are also many empty boxes and scattered wands.
Bang——
The shop door was closed, and the quiet sound of pindrops could be heard in the whole shop. The air was filled with silence and solemnity. The two of them were stunned in place, and they were cautiously on guard.
On the way, Elise said that after you enter the door, Ollivander will suddenly appear when you don't know it, surprising you.
The two waited for a long time, but there was still no movement in the store. Looking at the messy scene in front of them, Elise couldn't restrain her worry.
She called out, "Mr. Ollivander, we need to buy a wand, are you okay?"
"At this......"
A voice as thin as a gossamer came from the debris in front of him.
The two of them hurriedly looked for the sound.
From a pile of wand boxes, the two pulled out a bruised and swollen Ollivander.
At this time, Ollivander was not an old man, but a mature middle-aged man. However, he was in a trance and still had a look of astonishment on his face.
"Mr. Ollivander? Wake up."
Elise shook Ollivander's shoulder and saw that he still looked dull.
She gritted her teeth, stamped her foot, took out a bottle of bright blue potion from the small bag, pulled out the cork, and poured the potion into Ollivander's mouth.
After swallowing the potion, Ollivander immediately shuddered, his dull eyes became clear again, and the injuries on his body were visibly improved.
"Ah, Miss Fergus, thank you for your help. I will give you a discount on this bottle of potion when buying a wand here."
Ollivander stood up, rubbed his face to cheer up, and whispered to Elise.
Miss Fergus...Fergus...Brent Fergus! Vice-Chancellor?
Xifa was shocked in her heart. Fortunately, the vice-principal was not an outsider to Hogwarts, and his granddaughter was no big deal. Just pretend to be someone from the Dumbledore family.
Seeing that Elise didn't pay attention, Xifa also pretended not to hear.
"You bad old man, do you really want me to change my wand? Or do you admit that the quality of your wand is not good?"
When Elise heard this, she yelled at Ollivander like a madman.
"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise, it's not good for others to hear..."
Ollivander quickly apologized and smiled,
"I said something wrong. I apologize. How about half price for your friend's purchase?"
"Hmph, you are really planning on giving up my favor to my friend."
The small leather shoes under Elise's feet stepped on the ground rhythmically, making a snapping sound.
She crossed her arms over her chest, waiting for Ollivander to explain.
"I am a businessman, and of course I consider maximizing my own interests..."
He muttered a creed of unknown meaning.
Ollivander took out his olive wood wand with difficulty.
As he kept waving his arms.
The wands on the messy ground returned to their wooden boxes one after another, and then flew to their respective places.
Xifa on the side showed envious eyes, and Elise kicked Xifa's toes dissatisfiedly.
"Ahem, I'm sorry to let you see me in such a mess. I think it's this young gentleman who wants to buy the wand."
Ollivander adjusted his clothes so that they were not so messy, and then asked with a smile.
"Yes, Mr. Ollivander, my name is Sypha Corwin."
Ignoring Elise, who was flexing her teeth and claws, Ollivander pondered for a moment, but found no information about Xifa's parents purchasing the wand.
So, he gave up the custom of reporting the wand information of the little wizard's ancestors...
"So, Mr. Corwin, are you left-handed or right-handed?"
"Well, if I was doing things, it would be my right hand, but I think if I were to hold a wand, it would be my left hand. Mr. Ollivander."
Xifa pondered for a moment and gave Ollivander an answer that stunned him.
"Oh, yes, damn! I should have known. No wonder so many people's left and right hands are so inaccurate that it makes finding a wand so complicated. They don't understand that I mean the left and right hands for holding wands!"
