"Wow, thank you, thank you so much, little Raven! If this thing is lost, I really don't know how to face Dumbledore, he trusts me so much!..."

At the entrance of Gringotts, Hagrid, the gamekeeper of Hogwarts, was thanking Raven with tears in his eyes. Judging from his moved look, if it weren't for the height difference, he would have started hugging Raven.

The thighs howled.

But with Hagrid's grip on his hand, Raven felt hopeless. Although his strength was comparable to that of an adult, he couldn't stand up to the hybrid giant opposite him! As Hagrid shook, Raven felt that every bone in his body was...

They were all wailing, and if Harry, who was following Hagrid, hadn't noticed something was wrong and stopped him in time, Raven probably would have been sent to St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry this time.

After a while, Raven finally saw off the excited Hagrid. Looking at his disappearing back, Raven sighed softly.

Unexpectedly, this burst of luck brought him the Philosopher's Stone. Although in terms of rarity, this may be the most precious treasure in the Harry Potter world, the key is that he really doesn't need it!

wealth?

Raven has never lacked this thing since the blue bird entered his body, and he can pick up money while walking on the road!

Elixir of life?

This world can only stay for thirty years, and every world is soul-piercing. Compared with lifespan, Raven needs to consider safety issues more.

Therefore, the Philosopher's Stone is just a useless thing to Raven, but everything in the next first year of Hogwarts revolves around this stone, Dumbledore's hero development of little Harry, Voldemort

These are all inseparable from the Philosopher's Stone, and Raven doesn't want to be targeted by two big guys before he even gets to school!

He comes out to play, not to be played with!

"What a good friend, isn't he? He even invited you to sit in his cabin when you have time!"

Perhaps Raven's gaze caused a misunderstanding. Hermione pursed her lips and chuckled, with a hint of teasing in her tone.

When Raven was dealing with Hagrid just now, the little girl had a few words with Harry, and gained a lot of confidence from the latter, a schoolmate who also came from the Muggle world, but was obviously not as good as her in every aspect. At this time

Speaking becomes much more natural.

Obviously, Hermione, who had just come into contact with the wizarding world, did not know that there was a child in the wizarding world called the Savior and a celebrity named Harry Potter.

Giving Hermione an annoyed look, Raven looked at the Grangers who came out of Gringotts to take the money, and retorted: "Don't worry, I will take you with me when the time comes, so you don't have to worry about it."

It’s like before, I can’t make any friends!”

"You!" Hermione jumped immediately after being poked in the painful spot. Unfortunately, before she could say anything, the Grangers pulled them away in a hurry. There were too many things to purchase, and they didn't have enough time!

It turned out that the Grangers' worries were correct. Because they were not familiar with Diagon Alley, and they didn't know what kind of store those magic items should be purchased in. It took the group a full three hours to buy them.

After preparing most of the things, Hermione also bought a lot of books at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore, and their packages were much larger than the average person.

So when they arrived at Ollivander's Wand Shop, the last stop of this Diagon Alley tour, the Grangers were already exhausted. With Raven's persuasion, the two of them sat on the bench at the entrance of the store.

After resting, Hermione and Raven went to the shopkeeper to buy wands.

Although from the outside, Ollivander's Wand Shop is small and shabby, and even the gold-lettered sign on the door has peeled off, but it is very mysterious inside. Both sides of the long and narrow passage are filled with paper boxes and thousands of long and narrow paper boxes.

The boxes were stacked together, almost touching the ceiling. The room was very quiet, and there seemed to be mysterious magic hidden everywhere.

"Good afternoon!" At this moment, a soft voice rang out from the end of the passage. Along with a loud clicking sound, an old man appeared in front of them, his big, light-colored eyes dimming.

The shop is like two shining moons.

"Hello!" Hermione said hurriedly and cautiously, "My brother and I want to buy two wands!"

"Oh, two cute little guests? What a lucky day!" The old man smiled softly and took out a long tape measure with silver scales from his pocket. "Which one comes first? I need to measure first.

Click your dominant arm!"

They looked at each other, and Raven made a gesture of please to Hermione.

The little girl who was still a little nervous hummed slightly, then strode forward and raised her right hand.

"Raise your arm a little higher, okay!" Ollivander carefully measured Hermione's size, first from the shoulder to the fingertips, and then from the wrist to the elbow. While measuring, he explained: "Each Ollivander

All Ollivander wands have super powerful magical substances, which is its essence. We use unicorn hair, phoenix tail feathers and dragon nerves. Every Ollivander wand is unique, because there is no

Two identical unicorns, dragons or phoenixes. Of course, if you use a wand that belongs to another wizard, you will never have such a good effect..."

Listening to these endless explanations, Hermione, who had never been exposed to such things, suddenly felt that everything in front of her became bigger, and even her movements became a little stiff, while Raven snickered on the side because he

It feels like Ollivander at this time is like those door-to-door salesmen in previous lives, using all kinds of words you don't understand to package their products, but in fact many of the things he said are useless, at least Raven doesn't think so.

You also need to use a wand to measure the distance between your nostrils!

Seemingly realizing that he had spoken too much, or sensing the ridicule on Raven's face, Mr. Ollivander finally stopped measuring. He began to shuttle between the shelves, selecting some long boxes and moving them down.

"Well, Miss Hermione, try this one. It's made of beech wood and snake nerve. It's nine inches long. It's good and very flexible. You can try swinging it."

As soon as Hermione took the wand and waved it, Mr. Ollivander immediately took the wand away from her hand, "Maple wood, phoenix feather, seven inches long, good elasticity, try it -" This time...

Before Hermione could raise it, the wand was snatched away by Mr. Ollivander again.

After a while, after trying one wand after another, Hermione finally selected her wand.

"Nine and a half inches, made of vine wood, containing the heart tendons of a dragon! It has high requirements on the user, but the effect is excellent when casting a magic spell!"

Looking at the dark wooden stick in the little girl's hand, Ollivander and Raven smiled at the same time, but the former was a smile of satisfaction, while the latter meant 'finally relieved'.

It was only when it was Raven's turn that he realized that his thoughts were too naive. At this time, relief was far away. He spent almost twice as long choosing a wand as Hermione did, and he had no intention of ending it.

The wands even piled up into a small mountain.

As if he couldn't bear the pressure, Ollivander also changed from being calm at the beginning to sweating profusely, "It doesn't matter, I'm just a picky customer. It doesn't matter. We can always find the most ideal and perfect one here.

What’s best for you—”

Gritting his teeth and moving the piles of wands down from the shelves, Ollivander seemed to be completely in love with Raven at this moment.

But just at this moment, Raven suddenly felt a slight movement in his heart. He pointed to the shelves Ollivander had emptied and suddenly asked, "What is that?"

Under the empty shelves, I saw a long iron box lying there quietly. Unlike ordinary wand boxes, which are only more than ten inches long, the box was more than thirty inches long. This size did not look like it contained a wand.

of.

Looking at what Raven was pointing at, Ollivander was stunned, "Oh, that's - by the way, why didn't I think of it before - no, this is impossible - no, maybe that's it!"

Muttering in an ominous tone, Ollivander hesitated for a while, and finally pulled out the iron box and placed it in front of Raven.

"To be honest, I didn't expect to see the day when I would show this thing to a client. It's a magic wand! It's not my work, it's the work of my great-great-grandfather! I'm not sure if it's suitable for Mr. Raven.

You, but since you noticed it, it means that there may be some kind of connection between the two of you that I don’t know about!”
Chapter completed!