Soon Hope knew why Joey said he was unlucky. He saw Amos showing off his child very proudly: "Joey, you know my son Cedric, he is the first in grade this year." , and he rides a broomstick very well. This year he will participate in the Quidditch trials... blah blah blah..."
He was an enthusiastic person, but there was too much enthusiasm. Soon Hope found that Joey couldn't stand it anymore and gave him a look that Hope understood.
He said very smartly: "Dad, in addition to textbooks, I also want to buy some other books. Please help me pick a few." Joey looked at Hope gratefully. He was indeed his father's great son. He was about to agree, but soon Obviously, Amos didn't want to let him go, and said: "No, my son should have finished buying textbooks. He is the first in grade. Just let him help. Let's continue talking."
He shouted towards the bookshelf: "Cedric come and help Hope. He needs to buy textbooks and some other books."
As he finished speaking, a boy with fair skin and an appearance similar to Hope came over carrying a few books. Amos patted the boy's shoulder very proudly and introduced: "This is my son, Cedric. Son, this is your Uncle Joey's child, Hope."
Cedric obediently handed the purchased books to Amos: "I've finished buying my books." Then he said to Hope: "Let's go, let's buy you textbooks first." Under Joey's pitiful gaze, Hope gave him a helpless look.
Hope quickly found all the textbooks with Cedric's help.
Cedric asked: "Are you a freshman this year?"
Hope nodded: "Yes."
"Then you should have received the notice today." Cedric thought for a moment and said, "I remember I received the notice at this time last year. Not many freshmen come here to buy things as early as you."
No wonder I didn't see any new students on the road. I came early, and I didn't see many who looked like students. Hope asked curiously: "I didn't seem to see many students on the road. It's because I don't need to buy new things in the new semester." ?"
Cedric explained: "No, actually we just had a vacation for a few days. We are not in a hurry to buy new textbooks." Looking at Hope's curious eyes, Cedric continued: "Dad happened to be free today. I’m here, and for some reason, he’s been busy working overtime recently.”
Hope remembered that his father had said that a smuggling gang had come to England. Uncle Amos was in the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures and had been busy working overtime recently. Could it be that the smuggling gang was smuggling magical animals?
But this has little to do with him, this is what adults should worry about.
During the conversation, Cedric took out two books from the bookshelf and put them in Hope's hands, saying: "I personally think that the more difficult first-year courses are the Charms class and the Transfiguration class. At the same time, they are the most attractive. " Simple Spellcasting Tips" and "Transfiguration Basics" should be very helpful to you."
Cedric thought for a while and found a few more books from the bookshelf: "The Potions teacher is a bit... how should I put it, a bit weird. You can read "Learning to Refining Potions" first. Of course, you can't live without potions. I prescribe herbal medicine, and the professor of herbalism is my dean. He is a very kind person. This "Encyclopedia of Herbal Medicine" is very good. Although there will be no magical beasts class before the third grade, magical beasts are really charming. This book You must watch "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them"..."
Not long after, in addition to the textbooks, Hope had seven or eight more books in his hand. It seemed that he had a lot to do before school started. But Cedric had no intention of stopping at all. He came over with another book: ""Magic Continent" is highly recommended, but this is not a study material, but a book...I can't say, anyway, it is It’s a very novel theme and very interesting. It would be great if I also had a wand with an ancient wizard living in it.”
The wand inhabited by an ancient wizard? Why is this routine so familiar? There are also cool articles in the wizarding world? Hope didn't take this book. He already had enough books in his hand, and it's not like he couldn't write cool articles. He also had several books written by himself under his bed.
After buying it, there were too many books to carry, so Hope chose the home delivery service. Looking at the small figure of the owl carrying a lot of textbooks, Hope silently felt sorry for it for two seconds.
Then the two groups separated after Joey was relieved and Amos was still unfinished. Joey gritted his teeth and said to Hope: "When you get to school, take classes well and get good grades for me. Did you hear that, sooner or later?" One day I will show off too."
Hope looked at Joey with a speechless expression. I have never been to class, so I don't know if I can get good grades. However, in order to appease Joey who was on the verge of anger, Hope hurriedly said yes.
After purchasing tools such as a cauldron, dragonhide gloves, and some potion materials from some potions textbooks, it was finally time for the highlight of the day, purchasing a wand.
Along the way, we came to a shop that looked a little dirty. The plaque read Ollivanders, which had been making exquisite wands since 382 BC.
With the sound of the bronze doorbell, Hope and Joey walked in. The shop owner Ollivander put down the half-made wand in his hand and greeted: "Welcome, ah, it's Joey, rosewood and dragon heartstrings." Ollivander looked at the boy next to Joey and asked curiously: "Who is this?"
Joey said respectfully: "You are still so wise. This is my son. He will enter school this year. I will bring him to buy a wand."
The master is the master, and this is the first time Hope has seen today that she is not surprised that Joey has a child.
Ollivander said enigmatically: "Of course, the wand is an indispensable companion for every wizard, but kid, you have to remember that the wand chooses the wizard."
"So which hand do you usually use?"
Hope stretched out his right hand and said: "Right hand, sir." Ollivander nodded, carefully observed Hope's right hand, and measured the length of the arm with a ruler.
As he continued to measure, Ollivander's eyes became weirder and weirder. After the measurement, Ollivander rummaged through a pile of wand boxes and finally found a very old wand box. Ollivander put the wand in When the box was opened, a tan wand appeared to be wrapped with green vines. After just one glance, Hope fell in love with this wand.
"I thought I had no chance of opening it again." With that, Ollivander handed the wand to Hope.
Hope carefully picked up the wand, and a feeling of comfort that he had never experienced before radiated from the inside out. He waved it lightly, and a green and transparent phoenix flew out and circled around Hope. , and then dissipated with a cheerful chirp.
Hope looked at the dissipating phoenix in surprise. Is this the Patronus Charm? No little wizard would encounter this situation the first time he holds a wand. He glanced back at Joey, not surprised at all, as if he knew beforehand. He glanced at Ollivander again, looking as if that was indeed the case.
"The ivy wood and the tail feathers of the phoenix are full of hope and vitality. They also represent nature. Those who are not favored by nature will not be recognized by it." Ollivander said to himself: "Wilson has A good grandson."
"Who is Wilson?" Hope asked doubtfully.
In Ollivander's strange eyes, Joey quickly explained: "Wilson Lohrmann, your mother's father, my father-in-law, and your grandfather."
Hope: (*￣(エ)￣), I haven’t seen him before and I don’t recognize him.
"For thousands of years, there have always been some people in the Luo Erman family who are different from ordinary people and are deeply favored by nature. The ivy wand is their standard equipment."
"But it hasn't appeared again in the past hundred years, so I no longer use ivy wood to make wands. This one was passed down to me from my father."
"I'll be satisfied if I can find its user before I die."
Ollivander was in a good mood and said with rare humor: "Of course the money cannot be less, sincerely, 7 galleons."
