"Wave it." The old man said to Wang Yao.

Most of the wands are about 30 centimeters, a slender wooden stick as thick as a little finger. From the outside alone, it is difficult to distinguish the characteristics of each wand. It is hard to imagine that the old man can completely distinguish each wand here.

Wang Yao was a little nervous, looking forward to a miracle happening in a little open space.

Nothing happened, everything was the same.

"This is really rare." The old man thoughtfully and took back the wand handed over by Wang Yao. "I can feel the energy it contains, it has not been broken. It is not that the wizard chose the wand, but that the wand chose the wizard. The reason has never been understood. I think it probably doesn't like you. It doesn't matter, I'll change it to you."

Wang Yao could not say to him that he was a Muggle, so he could only be anxious inside, but his face had to remain calm, watching him pull out the box from the cabinet behind him and hand it over.

Although I don’t know what the consequences will be for Muggles to get into Diagon Alley, it will definitely not be a good thing.

He took the magic wand like a duck, and started warm. Wang Yao turned to the teacup beside him, a little further away.

A ripples echoed in the water cup. They were very subtle, but they did exist.

Wang Yao opened his mouth in surprise. Before he could magnify his excitement, the door behind him was opened, and the tall figures of little Harry and Hagrid appeared at the door.

"Mr. Wang Yao!" Harry walked over quickly. "Are you looking at the magic wand?"

"Yes..." Wang Yao forced himself to smile, and the ripples in the water cup were shaken and widened even more.

How to say it is like giving a roast chicken to someone who is about to starve. After opening his mouth and biting it, he found that the roast chicken was carved from wood.

"Hag, you blocked the door so that the guests could not come in." The old man complained to Haag who came in later. His tone seemed to have known each other for a long time.

"Stop, Ollivander." Hagrid closed the door and a bell rang. "Who told you not to change to a bigger place?"

"I like it here." Ollivand shrugged.

Hagrid walked to the counter, patted Wang Yao's shoulder with his big hands like palm-leaf fans, and said to the old man: "You won't tell me, right?"

Wang Yao was about to signal that it hurts, but when he heard this, he looked at Hager with gratitude. He was wiping his butt.

"I should have known it long ago, he is a Muggle." Ollivand knocked his head regretfully. "I am old and have a bad memory. Even when I make a wand, I always make mistakes."

"You, the most powerful wand maker in the world, can actually say such things."

"It's amazing to say this from Hagrid," Ollivander was amazed, his godless silver-white eyes with his loose eyelids drooping. "I really don't know what Dumbledore is doing... Oh sorry Hagrid, I mean how he would bring you a Muggle."

Ollivand brought Hager into Wang Yao and mistakenly thought it was Dumbledore's instruction.

For most wizards in the magic world, Muggles are just used to describe ordinary people who do not understand magic, and they do not have a derogatory meaning. Of course, if you say it from those wizards of blood theory, it is full of discrimination. After all, they even discriminate against wizards.

Haeger didn't agree, he was still worried about the excuse. At this time, the reason was brought up, and he followed the boat with the flow and pretended to be mysterious and said, "This is a secret mission, don't tell anyone."

"Damn it! Don't lie on my counter with your arm that is heavier than a monster!" Ollivand shouted suddenly, not realizing the difference in size between the two, and pounced on and hit Hagrid's elbow.

"Sorry, man..." Hagrid wanted to leave, but Ollivander, who was lying on the counter, suddenly stopped moving. He stared at Little Harry behind the counter, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

Little Harry, who was still laughing before, shrunk his neck. He was a little scared and wanted to hide behind Wang Yao.

"Harry Potter..." Ollivander read Harry's name and stared at the lightning scar on his forehead.

Did you see it? Wang Yao was covered in black lines. He gently patted Harry on the shoulder so that he didn't have to be afraid.

"I'm still wondering when I'll see you, Mr. Porter." Ollivander said in a tone of talking to an old acquaintance.

"May I ask, do you know me?" Little Harry hesitated.

"I'm going to the potion store, you'll take Harry to help him buy all the items he needs." Haeger suddenly interrupted them and handed a note to Wang Yao.

"You just believe me so?" Wang Yao took the note and said.

"I believe in Harry, and Harry believes in you." Hagrid answered truthfully. Wang Yao has too many mysteries. He is obviously a Muggle but knows a lot about the magic world. If it weren't for the little Harry's plea, he would definitely not have agreed to take him into the magic world.

"Don't worry, everyone." Wang Yao subconsciously raised his hand and wanted to pat his shoulder, but found that he had to tiptoe to touch it. He was a little embarrassed for a moment, so he would not be able to pat it or take it back.

Finally he touched the top of Harry's head and messed up Harry's hair.

Harry shook his head dissatisfiedly and wanted to shake off the big hand above his head, but he liked this playful atmosphere.

Dingling--

"It seemed like it happened yesterday." After Hagrid left, Ollivander stood up straight and sighed, picking the wand suitable for Harry at the counter. "Your parents come here to buy their first wand."

"Look at this Harry." Ollivand opened the box, took out the wand, and handed it to Harry.

With one hand, Wang Yao held Harry's hand that stretched over, and said calmly to Olivand: "Take out that magic wand, I think you know which one it is."

Ollivand was stunned, looked at Wang Yao meaningfully, and said, "I think I know why Dumbledore is looking for you."

He turned around and searched in the cabinet for a while, and took out a long, dusty box. As soon as he tilted, the dust slid down like a waterfall. It seemed that he had been here for many years.

"That's it..." Ollivander said to himself, turned around and returned to the counter, carefully took out the counter and handed it to Harry.

Wang Yao took a few steps back and waited for the change in the movie to happen.

As Harry held the wand, a red light mixed with warm wind swept around Harry, but only around him. Wang Yao, a few meters away, felt nothing.

Harry stared at the wand with wide eyes in surprise until the red light and hot wind weakened until it disappeared.

"It's so strange... it's really strange. Mr. Porter, I remember every wand I sold. It happened..." Ollivand looked at Wang Yao with a calm expression, with an expression you knew, and continued to say to Harry: "It happened that the phoenix feathers merged into this wand and another wand... and it's strange that you are destined to use this wand. Because the owner of that wand left this scar on your forehead.

"Who is the master of that wand?" Little Harry asked.
Chapter completed!