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During the summer vacation, Verne rejected the kind invitation from his friends and began to formally deal with the inheritance of his predecessor's parents. He was surprised to find that his parents' savings were not as rare as he imagined, about 2,000 pounds. He first took out two-thirds of them and handed them over to the kind neighbor next door who helped to handle the funeral. The other party was an elderly woman, but he also had a special identity, that is, she was a "squint". His "predecessor" was when she learned about the existence of the magic world after the magic riot. When her parents encountered misfortune, she also notified the school with the owl.

Although the old woman desperately delayed and said that she was old and did not need so much money, she still reluctantly accepted it at Verne's insistence.

Later, Verne commissioned a law firm with little fame to ask them to sell the house, because now he can't afford a house loan. During this period of sale, Verne tried his best to use his eloquence, hoping to sell the house to a good price. Unfortunately, the house is located between the slums and the middle-class district, and the surrounding neighbors are a bit complicated, which discourages most people who see the house.

In the third week of August, the house sale was finally successful and the deal was completed for 100,000 pounds. After deducting all the loan taxes, there was still a lot of surplus. Verne also moved into the "Broken Cauldron Bar" and planned to spend the remaining holiday here.

Although the Kill Bar is dirty and small, its owner, Tom, is very enthusiastic. After learning about Verne's situation, he even gave a 10% discount.

"Above the trash can, count three upwards... and two next to it..." Verne murmured, then tapped one of the bricks on the wall with his magic wand three times. Then the brick trembled and began to move. A small hole appeared in the middle, and the opening became larger and larger. Soon, a wide archway appeared in front of him that was enough to make people stand upright, leading to a winding and invisible street.

"Welcome to Diagon Alley." Verne muttered to himself. He stepped out and walked towards the "Lihen Bookstore" to buy the books he should use next semester. Now, in addition to the remaining money he had after selling the house, he also had Hogwarts' Qinghan Scholarship and earned about 40 gold from working.

In the bookstore, with the careful recommendation of the clerk, Verne bought a second-hand "Standard Spell Level 2", in addition to buying a few more old spell books that looked very useful. Then, he went to the "FuanClothing Store", a clothing store that specialized in old clothes. During this year, he grew a lot taller and almost cut the bottom of his robe to his knees. Unfortunately, there was no inventory in the store that matched Verne's figure, and even if it was slightly larger, he forced him to switch to the "Madame Mojin's robe store" and choose the simplest and cheapest clothing to make clothes.

Immediately afterwards, Verne visited a pharmacy called "Lizard Tail", which emitted a pungent smell of rotten eggs and rotten cabbage leaves. He held his breath, quickly bought some standard doses of magic potions, and ran out in a hurry.

Verne's face was swollen and red after he recovered, and when he recovered, he stepped towards the end of the alley. Now he had bought all the items that he should prepare for in the second grade, but he still had to go to his last destination, which was the "Ollivander Wand Shop".

Perhaps because Verne's soul is no longer "original", the wand is not very easy to apply. While he is still having some budget, he plans to go to Ollivand to see if there is a suitable partner for him.

The golden sign on the door of the "Ollivander Wand Shop" has peeled off, and it says: Ollivander - a well-made wand has been made since 382 BC. In the dusty window, a magic wand is scattered alone on the faded purple cushion.

After Verne entered the store, a jingle ringtone came from a corner of the back of the store. The space inside the store was very small. At this time, a red-haired boy was waving a magic wand, and the colorful light burst out, and Ollivand, who was white-haired, was talking excitedly.

"Very good, very good, thirteen inches long, ebony and unicorn hair. I just tried the third one and found the perfect combination. Mr. Weasley, I think this wand must be impatient to come to your hands. I hope you can take good care of him." Olivande said with a smile. Although he did not bother with choosing a suitable wand for customers, he was very happy, but if he was lucky enough to complete it quickly, he would be happy.

"Thank you, Mr. Ollivander, I will be careful to love him." The boy held the wand in his hand tightly and bowed politely, and the neatly combed red hair swung accordingly.

"Weasley? According to the age, he is Bill Weasley, the boss of Weasley's family. The man who was disfigured by a werewolf in the future but was very lucky." Verne looked at Bill curiously, but did not find that Ollivand, who had just collected the money, was also looking at him with the same gaze.

"Wuan, Mr. Cadmond. After a year, why did you come here again? Could it be that you broke your wand?" Ollivand looked at Verne with a stern look, and Bill, who was about to leave, also stopped curiously.

"No, no, no..." Verne hurriedly explained, "I just feel that this wand is a little unpleasant."

"Mr. Cadmond, if you can't learn magic well, you should start with your own problems, rather than blame the wand." Ollivand frowned in dissatisfaction.

"You misunderstood, Mr. Ollivander, my total academic scores in the first grade are O's in every subject except herbal medicine. I really just simply think that this wand is not easy." Verne regretted it at this time. If he had known it, he would not have decided to change the wand so recklessly. If the other party saw something, it would be awkward.

"Are you true?" Seeing that Bill was standing by, hesitantly looked at him, Ollivander said happily: "It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this. Let me see if this little naughty is having a quarrel." He snatched Verne's wand and observed excitedly, and his nose bridge almost touched the wand. "Freak, weird, eleven inches long, unicorn hair, white birch, a very pure wand, good at healing, now intact and without scars. After selling you this wand, I was still sure in my heart that you would work at Saint Mungo in the future."

After a long time, a brilliant spot of light suddenly erupted from the tip of the wand. Ollivand raised his head and said, "This has almost never happened in the long history of the Ollivand family's development of magic wands. I just saw it. This wand has not been taken away because you were defeated. In addition, although you did not take care of it, you have never abused it. There is only one reason why you are not able to apply the wand..." Ollivand got closer and closer to Verne, and his light eyes even reflected the other person's figure. "Mr. Cadmond, I'm very arrogant to ask you, have you experienced any major setbacks recently?"
Chapter completed!