I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 5 Exclusive Wand
As they entered the shop there was a tinkling of bells from somewhere at the back of the shop.The shop is small, with nothing but a bench.

Edward put the cart across the aisle, and sat limply on the bench to rest his legs.Orlando had a strange feeling, as if he had come to a strictly controlled library; looking at the thousands of long and narrow cardboard boxes stacked almost to the ceiling, he suddenly felt that it was unusual, the dust and silence here seemed to make him People feel that there is a mysterious magic hidden.

"Good afternoon, gentlemen," said a soft voice, bringing Orlando back from his reverie.

"Hello, sir, I have come to buy a wand."

"Yes, young man, I can see it." The old man stood in front of Orlando, his big light-colored eyes were like two shining moons in the dim shop, and seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

Orlando was in a trance for a moment, the glazed bracelet sensed the fluctuation of magic power, and the automatic protection function was activated, emitting a dazzling blue light.

The defenseless old man, after touching the blue light, leaned back and almost fell, he hurriedly supported the shelf by the wall, and it took him a long time to recover.

The sudden change made Orlando vigilant. He stared at the old man vigilantly and asked loudly, "Old man, why are you doing this?"

Edward, who didn't know what happened, hurriedly stood up and stood in front of Orlando, as if he was guarding against something.

The old man regained his composure, shook his dizzy head, and frowned. It seemed that the counterattack by the glazed bracelet just now made him very uncomfortable.

Waving his hands, the old man said dryly, "Young man, don't be nervous. I have no bad intentions. I just used mind reading just now. This is a test for every new wizard, not just you."

"Mind reading?" Orlando broke out in a cold sweat. He hides too many secrets that cannot be known by the world.

"Young man, don't worry, my mind reading is just to confirm that the person who bought the wand in my store is not the kind of vicious person, and he didn't intend to offend you."

The old man gasped for several breaths before finishing these words.

After finishing speaking, the old man fumbled from the bottom of the table next to the shelf, took out a brown glass wine bottle, and drank it in a big gulp. A strong smell of medicinal wine instantly permeated the small shop.

"Orlando, let's get out of here first." Although he didn't understand what happened, Edward was eager to protect his son, and his first thought was to get out of here as soon as possible.

Father's coming forward warmed Orlando's heart. He pulled Edward's arm and said, "Dad, don't worry, I know what's in mind. You should rest for a while, and we'll go home after you choose your wand."

After drinking the medicinal wine, the old man's body finally returned to normal. He looked at Orlando in disbelief, and then at Edward; he thought he was a Muggle-born wizard child, who would have thought that he would have such a magical magic item on him.

Fortunately, I just wanted to test his character and didn't overuse magic, otherwise the power of this counterattack would have killed me.

"My boy, is your name Orlando?"

"Yes, sir."

"You can call me Ollivander, or Mr. Wand, who is this?" Ollivander pointed to Edward and asked.

"This is my father, Edward Adam Bloom."

"Okay, okay, it's been so many years, it's really rare to see such an outstanding wizard from a Muggle family." Ollivander said insincerely.

Hearing this, Edward frowned and opened his mouth. Obviously, this sentence made him very unhappy; "Muggle-born wizard", is this discriminating against him and his son?

Aware of his father's strangeness, Orlando shook his head at Edward, motioning him not to speak.

"Mr. Ollivander, thank you for your compliment, I think it's getting late, can we choose the wand?"

"Of course, of course, everyone who enters the store is a customer, and I welcome you. Then, please come with me."

Orlando stood on a wooden plinth, and Ollivander took out a long tape measure with silver markings from his jacket pocket.

"Which arm do you use your wand?"

"I think, I'm right-handed."

"Put your arm up. Good." He measured Orlando, first from shoulder to fingertip, then from wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit, and finally head.As he measured, he said, "Every Ollivander wand has a super-magic substance, and that's the essence of it, Mr. Orlando. We use unicorn hair, phoenix tail feathers, and dragon nerves." .Each Ollivander wand is unique as no two unicorns, dragons or phoenixes are exactly the same. Of course, if you use a wand that should belong to another wizard, it will never be as good effect."

From the beginning to the end, the tape measure was measuring by itself, and Ollivander was memorizing the data while shuttling through the shelves, busy picking out some long boxes and moving them down.

Soon the tape measure finished all the data, and there were long boxes in front of Orlando.

Ollivander, who entered the working state, did have a craftsman spirit. He took out a beech wand and handed it to Orlando, saying: "It's made of beech wood and snake nerves, nine inches long. It's very good, very flexible. , give it a try."

Orlando picked up his wand and tried to wave it. A puff of white smoke came out of the wand.

"No, no, try this again." He said and grabbed the wand from Orlando's hand.

"Try this again, maple wood, phoenix feather, seven inches long, good elasticity, try it..."

After receiving the wand, Orlando waved it vigorously. This time, the wand did not emit white smoke, but sparks. The scene was like an electric welder's work. Ollivander, who was waiting on the side, suffered an instant disaster, and his gray hair was set on fire. took a chunk.

Hurrying to wipe out the sparks on his head, Ollivander picked up another handful, and said without hesitation: "Try this, it's made of ebony and unicorn hair, it's eight and a half inches long, and it's very elastic. Come on, come on, try this one."

A puff of black smoke flashed past, and it seemed it wasn't this one.

Orlando tried one after another, and the opened boxes in front of him had become a hill.

"A picky customer, huh? It doesn't matter, let me think about it, you can always find the most ideal, perfect, and most suitable one here."

Ollivander, who entered the working state, was pulling his gray beard and circling in circles.

If things go on like this, he may not be able to find a wand that suits him even after dark. The bored Orlando saw that Ollivander didn't notice him.

He secretly took out a talisman from his bosom, bit his thumb and dripped a drop of blood, and with the operation of mana, the talisman rose up without wind, flew across the air, and stuck to a box at the bottom of the shelf in the corner.

Orlando hurriedly passed Ollivander, walked over, took advantage of people not paying attention, tore off the seal from the box, and then pointed to the box and said: "Mr. Ollivander, I feel that this box is the wand I want .”

"Oh, oh, is that so?" Ollivander, who came back to his senses, asked slightly suspiciously.

"Yes, sir, I'm sure."

"Okay then, since you're sure, there's no harm in giving it a try."

It took a lot of effort before Ollivander pulled out this box from the mountain of boxes.

Opening the box, Ollivander took a closer look and said, "This wand has been dusty in our shop for more than 200 years. It is made of lightning strike wood and brontosaurus tendons. It is eight and a half inches long. The wand has its own thunder attribute. Ordinary people don’t even use it, it’s hard to pick it up, otherwise it wouldn’t have been dusty for more than 200 years, are you sure you want to try it?”

From the moment the box was opened, Orlando felt that there was nothing more suitable for him than this wand.

No need to answer, Orlando gave the answer with practical actions.He picked up the wand and waved it vigorously, and saw a bolt of lightning shoot out from the wand, and with the waving of his arm, a brilliant light streaked across the air.

"Oh, that's great, oh, really, that's great. Whoa, whoa, whoa...it's amazing...it's amazing..." cried Ollivander.

Although Edward, who was watching from the side, didn't understand very well, he also clapped and cheered.

Orlando reluctantly put the wand back into the box, Ollivander wrapped it in brown paper, and said, "This is a great wand, only magicians with extreme attributes can control it, please. You must treat it well."

"Thank you, Mr. Ollivander, I will treat it like a family member."

"8 Galleons, 10 Sickles." Ollivander put the box containing the wand into Orlando's hands.

After paying, Mr. Ollivander bowed and escorted them out of the store.

After going out, Edward let out a long breath and ended his day's shopping. His mood improved inexplicably. He felt that the combined stares and ignorance he had received in his life were not as much as he encountered in this day.

"Dad, give me some Galleons." Although Edward was surprised, he still grabbed seven or eight gold coins from his pocket.

Orlando has been very self-disciplined since he was a child, and never spends money recklessly. Edward is still very relieved about this.

Holding the gold coins, Orlando ran across the road, where there was a beautifully decorated candy store.

After a while, Orlando ran back with a bunch of candies of various colors.

"This is a gift for my mother and sister Emily."

Edward slapped his head and said annoyedly: "Damn it, I almost forgot about such an important matter. Fortunately, Orlando has a good memory. Otherwise, if I go back like this, I might be blamed for half a year."

"Dad, here, here's the rest of the money."

"Take it, the money will be given to you in the future. In our mortal world, we can't use it even if we want to." Edward said self-deprecatingly.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the two returned along the original road and walked through the wide archway. Orlando took out his wand, found the right position and tapped it three times. The brick he knocked on trembled and began to move. A small hole appeared, and the hole got bigger and bigger.

Orlando stepped in first, followed by Edward pushing the cart.

It was meal time at this time, and there were many people in the Leaky Cauldron, which made the small space even more crowded.

Orlando had to apologize while pushing forward.

When passing by the bar, the bar owner Tom took a sip from a small wine glass, then looked at the wand in Orlando's hand, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Little Wizard, would you like a glass of sherry? It tastes very good." .”

Orlando politely declined: "Thank you, Mr. Tom, I think I am underage and cannot drink alcohol."

Tom raised his glass and said in an exaggerated tone: "That's such a pity, then, young man, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Listening to them talking, Edward said nothing.He knew that this was the world of wizards, and he, an ordinary person, would rather keep silent than humiliate himself.

Pulling on Dad's sleeve, the two hurriedly left the bar.

After leaving the gate of the bar and coming to the busy London street, Edward took a long breath, this is his own world, he thought in his heart.

In order to check in the owl, Edward had to fill out a bunch of forms and accept a bunch of inquiries. After more than an hour of delay, he finally got on the late flight.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when we got home, Emily had already fallen asleep on the sofa sleepily, and Mary yawned and prepared a sandwich.

Edward was so hungry that he was about to grab it and eat without washing his hands, but Mary stopped him.

The voice of talking woke up Emily from her sleep, and she was very happy when she saw the owl on the stool.

In order to calm her excitement, Orlando had to grab a handful of owl food and ask her to help feed it.

The next day, Orlando woke up early as usual, and returned to the bedroom after quietly finishing morning lessons.

This time he didn't sleep on the bed as usual, but picked up the books he bought and read them.

He desperately wants to master the power of magic, which he has never touched in his previous life. Mastering this power is very likely to perfect his Taoism cultivation.

Today, mother Mary took a special day off, and father Edward came back too late yesterday, so he didn't go to work today.The family chatted and laughed while eating snacks such as Bibi Multi-flavored Beans, Chuibao Super Bubble Gum, Chocolate Frog, Pumpkin Pie, Pot Cake, Licorice Magic Wand, etc. They screamed from time to time, even if they ate their noses. They also enjoy the strange-flavored beans that smell like shit.

"Mom, look, it's a living chocolate frog!" Emily opened the box of the chocolate frog and couldn't help giggling when she saw the chocolate frog jumping away.

Orlando caught the chocolate frog on the sofa and handed it to Emily.

Seeing something interesting, Mary picked up a bag and tore open the wrapping. "Is this thing really edible?" Mary raised her eyebrows, and looked suspiciously at the living chocolate frog in front of her, doubting whether it was safe to eat.

"Mom, the chocolate frog is edible, it tastes very good!" Emily lifted up the leftover chocolate frog and said happily, with some melted chocolate on her little face.

"Orlando, look, here's another card." Mom seemed to have noticed something, and pulled out a card from the bag.

Orlando and Emily also came over. On the front of the card was an old man with a white beard. On the top was written: Albus Dumbledore... the current headmaster of Hogwarts, recognized as the greatest wizard of our time.

(End of this chapter)