Chapter 5: Familiar with the wonderful relatives of the plane

　　 "emmmm, my head hurts..." Aristophanes woke up from a coma, groped his head and sat up, but there was a whisper from the surroundings:
"He's awake." "Who is he?" "I don't know, it was like this when the master brought him back." "Look at his ears, they are like us, are they fairies?" "Who is so big? A fairy, I think it's a giant monster."
　　 Aristophanes opened his eyes and looked around and found himself lying in an attic. The talking is a group of little green creatures.
　　 "What's this?" Aristophane couldn't help but blurt out looking at these little things.
　　 With a sudden "bang", a short goblin-like little goblin appeared in the attic, and the previous group of little ones also jumped to other places and hid.
"They are the Irish dwarfs domesticated by the master, little master. The master asked me to see if you are awake. If you wake up, go to the living room to find him. He has something to tell you." The little elf asked politely. .
　　 Aristophanes was confused: "Little master? Me? What's the situation?" But he still replied, "Okay, I will come down now."
　　 After speaking, he stood up and followed the "goblin".
In the living room, he saw the owner of the "goblin" mouth. The owner was also not tall and had pointed ears. He wore a pair of gold round glasses and neatly combed beard. The shiny forehead showed His wisdom, but Aristophanes understood which world he came into when he saw him!
　　 Flivy! Harry Potter!
"You're awake, Aristophanes," Flivy jumped off the stool and walked to him, "Follow the grief, and I regret the unexpected death of your parents. They are all very good potions. Master, otherwise, you won’t be able to break the curse of the fairies and make you grow so, uh, tall."
　　 After he finished speaking, he also looked at Aristophanes, seemingly wondering why such a big "freak" appeared in his family.
Aristophanes had been prompted by the system when he came down, and at this time he understood which world he had come into, so he said: "It's okay, Uncle Philip, it may be the cause of the potion, some things are not clear. , But I will definitely cheer up."
"That's good," Flitwick nodded, "but now that you are in the UK, you must continue to study. So let me write a letter to Dumbledore telling him that Ravenclaw needs an assistant. , It just happens that you are still in school, so come with me to Hogwarts."
Hearing this, Aristophane was shocked: "Can you uncle? I'm worried that my level is not enough..." Although Aristophanes inherited Li Min's inheritance of secret magicians, this is a different world after all, and He did not have time to organize and study. As for the original spell system in the Harry Potter world, he had never learned it before, and suddenly proposed to be an assistant teacher caught him a bit off guard.
"It’s okay. It’s time for the holiday. You should take a good rest at home. I will take this opportunity to teach you how to use spells. And I didn’t say that you will be my assistant in the spell class. But your parents’ talent in potions, Hogwarts has one of Europe’s leading potions masters. I originally agreed with your parents to study and practice here, but the fate will be a bit earlier. "After speaking, Flivy's face dimmed. After all, his brother's death was not a good feeling.
　　 "By the way, is your wand still there?"
Aristophane was taken aback and shook his head: "My magic wand was originally made temporarily. My parents said that potion making is an art, it is not silly waving the wand. Before my potion making level reached their requirements To minimize the use of magic wands."
"Uh, such a familiar theory," Flivy sighed, "It looks like I need to buy you a magic wand first. It's late today, so you can rest first. I will take you to the opposite corner tomorrow. Go to Ollivander."
　　 "Good uncle, then I will go up first."
　　 After talking about Aristophanes, he returned to the attic under the leadership of Bud, the housekeeper.
"I can finally take a breath. The rich experience of this day is really..." He sighed, "Let me see what information the system has." During the time he was in a coma, the system popped up a lot of information. , But he has not had time to see:
information record:
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　　 has successfully entered anchor positioning surface one.
　　 has obscured the discordant information, and has changed the flow of time.
　　Identity information has been updated, and the main mission has been updated.
　　 Simple task interface and instructions, other messages have been hidden. Aristophan clicked on the main mission and saw it read:
　　Main task: Join any magic school
　　 Description: After you came to the new world, you have successfully obtained the care of your relatives, especially the important administrators of the Magic Academy. Join a magic academy successfully and start the next stage of mission.
　　 He believes that with Flivi's help, this main task can be completed very easily.
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　　 Early the next morning, Flivy took Aristophanes, who had woke up early, to the Broken Cauldron Bar using Phantom. As described in the book, the bar is shabby and old, but there are still many wizards drinking and chatting here.
The two walked to the backyard of the bar, Flivy used a flying curse to summon a stool, and stood on it three times and clicked the opening brick that "counted three pieces up-and counted two pieces down -" .
The brick shook and began to move. A small hole appeared in the middle. The opening of the hole became bigger and bigger. Soon there was an archway wide enough for Hagrid to pass through, leading to a meandering and looking. A cobblestone street with no end.
　　 "Young man, the magical shopping street in England has opened its doors to you!" Flivy said cheerfully, "Come on, let's buy you a magic wand first."
　　 Flivy led him to a small and broken shop. The golden sign on the door had been peeled off, and it said: Ollivander: A well-made wand has been made since 382 BC. In the dusty shop window, a magic wand stood alone on the faded purple cushion.
　　 There is no doubt that this is the place that every Kazakhstan fan dreams of, and Aristophanes is no exception. Although he has lived in Azeroth for 15 years, he has never seen a mage while staying in Fengxing Village. The weapons he sees most are all kinds of bows and knives. Originally, there was a chance to get a staff in Silvermoon City, but he was transported to the new world as soon as he took office. Strictly speaking, this was the first time he came back to the shop full of staff.
　　 The two opened the door and walked in. Somewhere behind the shop was a ringing bell. The store is very small, and there is nothing but a bench.
　　 "Good noon, Flivi, long time no see." A soft voice sounded.
　　 "Good noon, Ollivander. I'll buy a magic wand for our nephew." Flivy said to the old man.
　　 "Nephew?" Ollivander looked at Flivy and the tall Aristophane, wondering.
"Yes, Allen and Sally had an accident because of the rash potion experiment, and only their children were left. I couldn't bear to let him continue to live in Canada alone, so I brought him to the UK and went to Hogwarts to continue his studies. ."
"Oh, that's really a sad story, please be sorry. Okay, Mr. Flivy, let me see." He took out a long tape measure with silver graduations from his pocket, "You are used to Which hand do you use to use the wand?"
　　 "Both hands are fine, but the left hand is more powerful." Aristophane replied truthfully.
　　 "Okay, please raise your left hand, okay." He measured the boy in front of him, first from shoulder to fingertip, then from wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit, and finally the head circumference. As he measured it, he said: "Every Ollivander wand has super magical substances, and this is its essence, Mr. Flivy.
　　Each wand is unique, because no two animals are exactly the same. Of course, if you use a wand that should belong to another wizard, you will never have such a good effect. "
　　 "But in this way, the production efficiency of the wand has not been greatly reduced?" Aristophane asked.
"Not so, Mr. Flivy," Ollivander said as he walked through the shelves, "The magic wand chooses wizards. This is the creed of our Ollivander family, and it is actually very difficult to become a wizard. Even if the pure-blood family has dumb guns, there are not so many wizards in the UK. What's more, I have accumulated the magic wands made by the Ollivander family for several lifetimes, which are enough for British wizards to buy. "
　　 "Okay," he said, "then try this one, holly wood, phoenix feather, eleven inches long and very flexible."
　　 Aristophanes got his hand and waved it, without feeling anything else. Ollivander immediately snatched the wand from his hand, "It doesn't seem appropriate, then try this one, made of vine and wood, containing the cord of the dragon's heart"
　　 As soon as Aristophane got his hand, he was snatched away before he waved it. Then he tried ash, poplar, horned maple, hazel, unicorn, deer, cat and leopard. The boxes are piled higher and higher, but there is still no suitable one.
"Oh, what a picky customer," Ollivander became more and more happy. "Let me think-there, try this one. The rod is made of English oak, mixed with some unknown minerals. Fragment, the core is the tail feather of a thunderbird, sixteen inches long and extremely hard."
　　 It was the first time Professor Flivy saw such a long wand, and it was almost as long as his legs. As soon as Aristophane got his hand, before he took a closer look, he felt that the secret energy in his body began to surge~EbookFREE.me~ Tiny lightning began to appear on his body, echoing the mysterious light on the wand, and the system prompts Also rang:
　　 "Obtain the Legendary Wand: Fragments of Spark and start a new side mission."
　　 "Secondary Mission: Spark Fragment Collection (1/7)."
　　 He glanced at the mission, then held his wand and waved it, only to see a flash of lightning flashing across the wand, making a dark mark on the wall. Professor Flitwick smiled and nodded, while Ollivander yelled: "Oh, great, oops!"
　　 He packed Aristophanes’ wand, wrapped it in a brown paper bag, and handed it to Aristophanes: "Thanks for the nine Jin Jialong."
　　 "Mr. Ollivander, can I ask how you got this wand?"
"Oh, of course, little Flivy." Ollivander recalled. "My grandfather took the rod from a strange oak tree. I remember it was written in his diary when he was in England. I took the material from the north, but I don’t remember the specific address. It was said that this oak tree had been struck by lightning many times, and it felt very strange, so I deliberately removed the strongest section as material. Later, a friend of mine gave me a tail of thunder. With bird feathers, I combined them together. I didn’t expect it to have such a wonderful effect."
　　 Professor Flevey handed Ollivander nine gold gallons, and then motioned to Aristophane to take the wand. The two turned and walked out of the wand shop, while Ollivander bowed and sent them out of the shop.
　　 "Let's go, Aristophanes, I will take you to buy a robe. Books are available at home. You can watch them first. As for the other content that the teaching assistant needs, I will go back and teach you slowly."
　　 After speaking, the two of them went to Mrs. Morkin's robe specialty store to buy suitable robes, packed them and left Diagon Alley.