Chapter 7: Hermione Granger

　　 I don’t know how many wands have been replaced, but the tables and chairs that were originally rich in space are filled with boxes containing wands. Mr. Ollivander was constantly shuttled among the shelves, and many wands were stuffed into the hands of Little El Fanlin, and Mr. Ollivander drew it away without even letting Little El try. And the water bottle that has been transferred to the underground, I don't know what sin was made, it was broken again and again, and it was restored and reorganized again and again, which also caused the magical squandering of little El Fanlin to bottom out.
　　 "What a difficult little customer." Ollivander looked at the little Elverin standing in the middle of the living room, smiling and shook his head. Suddenly, Mr. Ollivander seemed to have thought of something, but his originally cloudy eyes gave a sense of clarity at this moment.
"I think that's the one." Mr. Ollivander quickly walked into the deeper shelf. After a while, those old hands trembled and took out blood from a box made of sandalwood. The red wand is coming.
　　 hurriedly walked to the front of little El Fanlin, faced him, took out the magic wand, and rushed one end of the handle to the child named El Fanlin in front of him.
　　 Al Fanlin stretched out his right hand in a bit of a loss. As soon as I held the wand, a golden red light gushed from the tip of the wand. At this moment, the three people present seemed to hear a loud roar and a sharp cry in their ears.
　　 "This is really amazing." Mr. Ollivander looked very excited, and his originally sallow face also showed a flush of excitement. He stretched out his hand to withdraw the wand in the hands of little Elverin, and watched it carefully under the light. Mr. Ollivander's eyes seemed to be looking at a precious artwork.
　　 "I originally thought that this magic wand would never choose his wizard, but I didn't expect..."
　　 "I didn't expect anything? Mr. Ollivander." Little Elfan Lin looked confused at this time.
"Oh, dear Mr. Al, this is a magic wand that chose you to be his master. This is really a delightful thing." Mr. Ollivander's eyes at this time seemed very obsessed, and through After a careful observation of the light, he put the wand back into the hands of little El Fanlin and continued.
　　 "This magic wand is the most proud work of a Chinese friend and I. I didn't expect that today, he would choose his wizard." Mr. Ollivander paused and continued. "The birth of this magic wand is a miracle. It uses a dragon's nerves and a phoenix's tail feathers in its heart, and the two main bodies are made of ancient Chinese dragon blood."
　　 "Does this involve the surprise between East and West magic materials and witchcraft?" Little Elverin asked in a low voice.
"Oh, Mr. Al, I didn’t expect you to have some research on the principle of making magic wands and material science." Mr. Ollivander took a satisfied look at the little Al Fanlin and continued: "The magic wand was made at the beginning. It didn’t take me and that old friend’s hard work. For this, we paid a lot of price to merge these materials. This wand is 14 inches long and is composed of dragon blood ancient wood. It is very flexible. The core of the dragon is composed of the dragon nerve and the tail feathers of the phoenix, which makes this magic wand possess powerful magic power, and is very loyal, it is difficult to betray its master. It may be the abnormal change caused by the fusion of materials, but in general, it is one A good thing, isn't it, Mr. Al Fanlin."
　　 "Mr. Ollivander, you mean, the wand, can you betray your master?"
"Of course, you have to remember Mr. Elverin, not only we are in the principle of the wand, the magic wand, but also the wizard who is willing to him, you must always keep this in mind, and protect it, Mr. Elverin. "
Little Elfanlin was dragged by his father dizzy and walked out of Ollivander’s wand shop. Although he didn’t quite understand what Ollivander told him later, Elverin still remembered Olivier. Mr. Fande repeatedly exhorted.
　　 "Let's go there down there, Dad!" I raised my head and looked at the sun in the sky, covering my eyes with my hand, and the sunlight came through the gap between my fingers.
"Let’s go buy books first. After all, there are not too many wizard robes and cauldrons to buy when we go out. It just so happens that we can spend more time to see what books I need, so that we can buy them together! "
　　Mr. Al looked down at the watch in his hand. It was still early, and he nodded in agreement. Although there are many books in the family brought out by Little Al, it is always comforting that children like to read books.
"The Standard of Spells (Volume One Mirada Gosak, "The History of Magic", Basilda Whitesart, "The Principles of Magic", and "The Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration" by Adalbert Waughlin Merrick Switch is writing ``A Thousand Kinds of Magical Plants and Fungi'', and Philida Spoel is writing ``Magic Figures and Magic Recipes'', and Arsenis Giger is writing ``Fantastic Beasts and How to Find Them'' Newt. "The Power of Darkness—Guidelines for Self-Protection" by Skamend by Quentin Chamber." Al Fanlin looked down at the list in his hand again, "Well, yes, that's it."
"Well, okay, Dad is waiting in line here for payment. You can take advantage of this time to see if there is any book you want to buy." Mr. Al looked at the stack of books in the hands of Little El Fanlin. He smiled and signaled that Fanlin could choose some more books he liked.
　　 "Okay, Dad." Little El Fanlin put a stack of books in Mr. Al's hands and turned around. Running into the bookshelf again, Al remembered that the newspaper called the Daily Prophet had a whole page on the second page introducing a book written by an author named Gerald Lockhart. What is it called? Coming? Oh, yes, it’s called "I Spend 80 Days with the Tibetan Snowman", and little El Fanlin still needs some secretaries on potions. There are few books on potions in the family, but more. Books about spell casting, etc.
　　 "Hey boy, what are you looking for?"
　　 A sound as clear as a oriole came from behind the young Elfan Lin.
　　 "I'm looking for some books about potions."
　　 "Oh, that's not here. Books about potions are all placed on a shelf on the right side of the bookstore against the wall."
El Fanlin turned his head and said thank you, and then found that in front of him was a girl who was about the same height as him, uh, er, wearing a brand-new wizard robe (school uniform) with a brown hair with waves Long hair, delicate and tall nose, and big eyes are very beautiful. If you look closely, it is easy to indulge in the girl's dark brown pupils.
　　 The girl in front of her obviously didn't expect this boy who had been looking for a book for a long time to turn around so quickly. But soon, the girl's attention was focused on the boy's pupils.
　　 "Are you born with this?" The girl in front of her was obviously interested in the eyes of little Elverin.
　　 "Yes~EbookFREE.me~Miss!"
　　 "That's pretty." Obviously, the girl was a little uncomfortable with this kind of dialogue, forcibly turned her head away, and noticed the book Zhan Elfanlin was holding.
"Oh, "The 80 Days I Spent with the Tibetan Snowman" by Gerald Lockhart, right, a very interesting book, I have read it before, and I like the story above. You are Huo The freshman of Gwarz?"
"Well, yes, I received an invitation from Hogwarts!" Little El Fanlin smiled slightly. He guessed that the girl in front of him was also a new student at Hogwarts, and he knew that by looking at the book she was holding. Up!
"Oh, that's great. Hogwarts is the best magic school in the world. I'm glad you received the invitation to enroll in Hogwarts." Little Al was listening to the girl in front of him talking about Hogwarts Of school history. Mr. Al's call came from the door of the bookstore.
　　 "Fanlin, are you okay?"
　　 "Come on, Dad!" Little El Fanlin just remembered about going to get the potions book.
　　 "Sorry. I think I have a chance to listen to you talking about these interesting things. I'm glad to meet you. My name is Al Fanlin. What is your name?"
　　 "Hermione Granger." The girl in front of her was very satisfied with the look in her eyes when Little Al was talking just now!
"Oh, nice to meet you, Miss Granger, I think we will see you soon!" Al put the book in his hand aside, reached out and shook Hermione Granger politely. One hand.
　　 "It's nice to meet you, Elverin, you can just call me Hermione without calling me Miss Granger." Obviously, girls are not used to calling each other respectfully.
　　 "Okay, Hermione, then we'll see you next time." Hearing the shout of Dad at the door again, he smiled apologetically, picked up the book and hurriedly disappeared behind the shelf.