"Then I found a tree. The first time I saw it, I was sure it was my love tree! Although I didn't know what species it was, but thanks to Merlin, I finally got a tree that matched my love tree. A wand connected by blood!"
Lutina gestured with excitement. Through the experiment just now, she learned that the demon Vivian had tampered with the memories of Sean, Plisca and the Hippogriff.
"What about the core of the wand? Isn't the core of the wand also the core of your dream love?"
"The core of the staff..." Lutina scratched her head and pulled off a red hair. "I am--"
The door was suddenly opened, and the clear sound of wind chimes sounded. It was a giant and a little black-haired boy who came. Lutina was a little lucky. She had come up with all the tricks she used in her previous life to resist teachers checking homework, but she really couldn't make it up.
If Merlin knew that his ashes were turned into a wand by the monster he licked, would he still be able to sit up from the coffin board? !
Lutina got to know the giant, and when she saw the boy next to him, her mind couldn't help but drift back to the year when Harry Potter became the savior, but she was wrongly convicted and almost imprisoned in Azkaban.
Harry was still a little kid that year, and his beloved parents fell like marionettes... and the idiot Bagnall! It was like he had been kicked in the head by a troll, and he actually framed himself as the real murderer of the Potters!
However, Hagrid obviously didn't know that she had been misjudged, otherwise he wouldn't be completely wary of her.
There was a tinkling sound, and Lutina couldn't help but sigh when she saw her father rummaging for the wand with great interest again.
"What are you looking at? Why don't you invite him to a restaurant for a drink?"
Sean came over, but what he got was a blank look from Lutina.
"...holly wood, phoenix feathers, one inch long, very flexible - an extraordinary combination. It's strange why there are so many picky customers these days, but I like it."
Rutina stared at Harry closely, watching him get the holly wand she was destined for, and then looked away.
If nothing else goes wrong, Harry will almost blow up the entire wand shop.
Sure enough, with a loud noise, a red light streaked through the dusty air, and the head of the holly wand shot out like fireworks, with dancing light spots cast on the four walls.
Ollivander was in high spirits and praised Harry loudly, but Lutina was thinking about how to "snatch" Harry to a restaurant. This is a good idea, and you can also take the opportunity to get close to Hermione and get some learning secrets.
Although she was a high school student in her previous life, she still couldn't stand this anti-human life where she could only sleep four hours a day. I hope it will be easier in the magical world.
However, under the guidance of Sean and Dumbledore, she also mastered some common spells. In terms of practice, she has no problem, but she still lacks a lot of theoretical knowledge.
After Ollivander stopped talking and bowed to them, Rutina visibly saw Harry breathe a sigh of relief.
Well, the time has come. She straightened her ponytails and waved her hand at Hagrid.
"Hagrid! I haven't seen you for half a year. How are you lately?"
"Well, very good. What about you?" Hagrid replied with a smile, "I bet you don't know who this is."
"I'm doing well - is he?"
Rutina tilted her head and looked at Hagrid.
The smile on Hagrid's face became even bigger.
"He is the famous savior, Harry Potter!"
Rutina pretended to be shocked. Two seconds later, she gave Harry a bright smile.
"Hello, Harry! I'm Rutina Ollivander."
Harry was obviously intimidated by the last name. He looked at Hagrid at a loss, and after Hagrid nodded, he nervously shook Lutina's outstretched hand.
"Maybe I'll be lucky enough to buy you a drink?"
"Yes, but not for too long." Before Harry could think about it for a while, Hagrid had already answered for him.
Harry, who grew up in the Dursleys, obviously never had afternoon tea. Rutina took Harry and Hagrid to Ollivander's Restaurant and made three cups of nectar in a few minutes.
Dumbledore hasn't visited in the past few days. He probably went to Hogsmeade to check out the new products or racked his brains to recommend Lemon Olaf to McGonagall. From this point of view, Professor McGonagall has to rely on a series of measures before the start of school.
"Well, your craftsmanship is indeed as good as ever!"
Hagrid gave Rutina a thumbs up, and Rutina looked at Harry with a smile.
Under the gazes of Rutina and Hagrid, Harry mustered up the courage to take a sip of the yellow drink in the cup.
But soon, he dropped his guard against the drink in front of him and started to drink.
Lutina was not in a hurry to speak, and the three of them stared at each other silently.
But soon, Harry was the first to break the silence.
"Lutina, do you think I am really a wizard?"
It seems that Harry still cannot accept the fact that he is a wizard. Rutina recalled the green light that night and the missing-nosed Voldemort who put her under the crib, and said firmly:
"Yes, and your parents are wizards too! They are both excellent and love you!"
Harry was still feeling a little down. Along the way, he saw many little wizards accompanied by their parents, and was a little worried that he would not be able to keep up with the course.
"Many young wizards from Muggle families can also keep up with the courses." The words Hermione Granger appeared in Rutina's mind. "There are even some wizards from wizard families who are not as good as them!"
"Then I will definitely be sorted into Hufflepuff." Harry said frustratedly, picking at the buttons on his sleeves.
But Harry was destined to miss Hufflepuff. Lutina then remembered that in the original book, it was written that Harry was almost sorted into Slytherin because he had a piece of the soul of a dead bald man in him.
I wonder how Hagrid, McGonagall, Dumbledore, etc. would behave if Harry was sorted into Slytherin. Rutina couldn't help but think wickedly.
"Well, it's difficult. Very difficult." Lutina was happy to see Harry's face turn from red to white, and he continued to grab the Sorting Hat's lines. "I can see that he is very courageous and has a good heart. He is talented and very interesting. In the blink of an eye, Slytherin——"
"I would rather go into Hufflepuff than into Slytherin." Hagrid's face instantly darkened, "There is no wizard who later turned bad who did not come from Slytherin, and You-Know-Who is one of them."
"V-I'm sorry-the mysterious man also attended Hogwarts?"
"Many years ago."
"But he later succeeded in turning into a carbon-based creature with no hair and no nose. This is the function of black magic." Rutina interjected, "And you don't have to worry, when you think of Fudi——"
Hagrid's face became even more gloomy. He must have been in a bad mood because of the remarks made by the two eleven-year-old wizards around him that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.
He drank up all the nectar from the poplar branches in one go.
"It's getting late, we should go back."
