Wow~ It's the Real Harry Potter!

After leaving Gringotts, with its air full of the scent of gold coins, Professor Snape shopped with astonishing efficiency, practically dragging Chu Yao along. In no time, he had bought all the textbooks needed for the first year at Hogwarts, a reasonably pleasing-looking owl, a standard-sized brass cauldron, and an assortment of other necessities.

Chu Yao looked at how thin the textbooks were and felt nothing.

That's everything? That was way too fast!

I still wanted to look around those weird-looking shops!

Does Professor Snape have something urgent to do in Knockturn Alley?

Finally, Snape deposited Chu Yao like a parcel outside a small, shabby shop with a peeling sign.

Ollivanders: makers of fine wands since 382 BC.

"I have... matters to attend to." Snape's voice was low, with a barely perceptible note of urgency. "After you've bought your... wand, wait for me at the door. Don't wander off."

He gave Chu Yao a warning glance, then turned swiftly away, his black robes billowing as he disappeared into the crowd in Diagon Alley like a bat.

I can finally get away from this walking troublemaker for a while.

Chu Yao made a face in the direction he had gone, then called out an acknowledgment and pushed open the creaking shop door.

As soon as the door opened, she was startled by the sight before her.

The tiny shop looked as though a hurricane had just swept through it. Countless narrow boxes were stacked from floor to ceiling, and many lay scattered across the floor in a mess.

A thin little boy with hair as messy as a bird's nest and a pair of worn round glasses was carefully handing a wand back to an old man behind the counter. The old man's eyes were very pale and gleamed silvery white like the moon.

Chu Yao's gaze instantly locked onto the lightning-shaped scar faintly visible on the little boy's forehead.

Holy crap! Harry Potter!

In the flesh! One hundred percent! Definitely him!

A live performance of "Harry Potter and the Demolition of the Wand Shop" was underway!

This is way more exciting than watching the movie!

She nearly let out a screaming marmot shriek inside, but outwardly she still tried to remain calm.

Mr. Ollivander noticed the new customer. His large eyes rested on Chu Yao for a moment, and he seemed a little curious about her Eastern features. Still, he remained professional and gave her a slight smile. "Good afternoon, young lady from the East," he said gently. "Please wait patiently for a moment. I'm currently attending to a... well, very particular customer."

His gaze swept pointedly over the wand boxes scattered across the floor.

Chu Yao immediately returned an exceptionally well-behaved smile and said in fluent English, "All right, sir, please carry on. I'm in no hurry."

No hurry, no hurry! Take your time choosing! Let me enjoy the show a little longer!

Seeing how polite she was, Ollivander's eyes flashed with appreciation, and his favorability toward this pretty, sensible girl from the East rose.

But that did not stop him from continuing to search for the wand destined for his "particular customer."

Harry tried several more wands. With some, he turned vases into balloons that floated away; with others, he sent wand boxes clattering off the shelves.

Chu Yao watched with relish from the side, almost tempted to take out the melon seeds and snacks Martial Uncle Zhang had made and eat while she watched.

Wow, that destructive power... As expected of the Chosen One, even choosing a wand is such a grand affair!

After quite a while longer, just as Chu Yao was beginning to think Mr. Ollivander would have to demolish the entire shop before he found a suitable wand, he finally drew a box from a dusty corner, muttering to himself, "Curious, truly curious... Try this one, Mr. Potter. Holly, Phoenix Feather core, eleven inches long, supple."

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