The Wand

Thanks to the friendly Madam Malkin's introduction, Breeze realized that as long as he spent some money, he could rent a room at the Leaky Cauldron and pay to read books at the second-hand bookstore. With this in mind, he began to formulate his pre-school plan.

"Sorry, Emmeline, I'm still used to being free." Breeze muttered to himself.

Breeze had always been rational; even during periods of confusion, he viewed the crossroads of his life as if from a third-person perspective. He had rejected Emmeline's offer to adopt him because he was very clear about what he wanted.

"I suppose I have to change my life goals—to graduate from Hogwarts successfully and learn useful magic. The wizarding world cannot possibly be without a ladder to climb."

"Hmm, I just don't know why I'm a wizard. The wizarding world must be exclusionary, right? After all, I have at least half-Chinese blood."

Breeze did not know his own background, and Betty had never spoken of it. He only knew he had been left at the door of an orphanage as an infant, with nothing but a tattered blanket—now long lost—and a diary with his name written on it.

That diary was currently in Breeze's messenger bag, but he had never written a single word in it, having only drawn a cute cat face on the inside cover. After all, what normal person writes a diary?

However, Breeze decided that from now on, he would record the magic he learned in this notebook.

At that moment, Emmeline, who had been out shopping, arrived at the entrance of Madam Malkin's shop, where Breeze had been waiting for her for quite a while.

"Breeze, the things are all bought. I also bought you a trunk. It's specially licensed by the Ministry of Magic, though it isn't very large."

Specially licensed?

Seeming to notice Breeze's confusion, Emmeline said slowly, "This trunk has had an Undetectable Extension Charm and a weight-reduction charm cast on it. The space inside has been doubled, which is enough for you. The Undetectable Extension Charm is prohibited from casual use by the Ministry, and any goods sold with it require special Ministry permits."

Breeze took the small trunk from Emmeline. It wasn't large, but he could feel a certain weight to it; it seemed to be packed with quite a few things.

"Thank you, Emmeline. Could you tell me how much it cost?"

Emmeline rubbed Breeze's little head and teased, "Well-behaved children always get special treatment, don't they?"

Breeze understood; this was a gift for his enrollment.

"Alright, let's go buy your entrance gift. A pet would be quite nice."

Breeze didn't move, and Emmeline stopped and looked back at him.

Breeze looked up, squinting his eyes with a faint smile. "I... thank you, Emmeline, but I'd like to go to Hogwarts and see first. I'm not sure if I can take care of a pet while adapting to the magical world. If I can, I think I'll buy one in the second semester. You've already helped me so much."

Emmeline nodded.

"Then let's go buy your wand. This is the last stop for today."

"Okay, Emmeline!"

Ollivander: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C.

Ollivander's Wand Shop was the best wand shop in all of Britain, and of course, the only one. Almost every British wizard obtained their partner here.

However, it was obvious that the owner had perhaps forgotten to tidy up his shop due to his immense reputation, though he didn't seem to need the publicity.

Emmeline looked at the shop, a helpless expression on her face. "Just like many years ago, it's still as dilapidated as ever. But you'll be satisfied here; after all, you need a wand, and Mr. Ollivander is very friendly to those wands."

Pushing open the door, Breeze heard a loud crash. Looking up, he saw shelves of wands of unfathomable depth, arranged in a chaotic, uneven mess. Because of that crash, a row of wand boxes had tumbled down.

He heard an old man sigh, "Oh, my. How marvelous. I had thought this wand would choose Malfoy, but it seems not..."

He's muttering to himself.

That was Breeze's first impression of Ollivander.

The shop didn't look very large, but its narrow layout stretched into the darkness. In front of the only counter in the shop, the Malfoy family was picking out a wand.

Breeze had already seen Draco Malfoy and his mother, and the other tall, slender man with platinum blonde hair and a snake-headed cane was Malfoy's father. He was easy to recognize—the same platinum blonde as the young Malfoy; the whole family was golden and gleaming.

Malfoy's father seemed as if he never lowered his head, looking up arrogantly and staring at his son with dissatisfaction.

"Draco, mind your manners. Do not frown so casually."

Draco had also seen Breeze enter, but he ignored him. He was very unhappy because he hadn't been able to choose his own wand for a long time, but hearing his father's words, he dared not retort. He immediately puffed out his chest and looked at Ollivander seriously. "Sir, I think you can bring out another batch."

Mrs. Malfoy smiled and placed a hand on her son's shoulder. "Draco, have some patience. A wand is very important."

"Of course, Mother. A Malfoy deserves the best."

Just as Draco Malfoy took the next wand handed to him by Ollivander, a red light shot out, hitting the wand shelf next to Breeze, causing the boxes above to spill out.

Breeze hurriedly stepped back to avoid being hit.

"Tsk!"

Draco Malfoy curled his lip in displeasure. Breeze could feel that Draco was disappointed the wands hadn't hit him.

"Oh, I have it. It must be this one. For you, a marvelous combination: hawthorn and unicorn hair. I remember where I put it..."

Clunk... clunk...

While Ollivander was deep in thought, a very exquisite and ancient-looking wand rolled to Breeze's feet. With its green body entwined with mithril, it didn't look like it should be this lively.

Ollivander had stopped his muttering and was staring fixedly at the wand at Breeze's feet.

For some reason, Breeze picked up the uninvited wand. In an instant, a cool breeze surged from it. Accompanied by the breeze, the surrounding wand boxes returned to their original places one by one, and green vine sprouts spread out, blooming into beautiful blue flowers, with light spots like tiny sprites dancing upon them.

"Oh! An incredible combination! Mithril is rigid, but it is also the most malleable, possessing powerful magical resonance. And this mithril, intricately wrapped around the vine wood, masks the vine's lively and fickle nature..."

"However, it is a pity that I never found a suitable core for it back then. Its core is still empty. If not for the effects of the mithril, it likely could not have become a qualified wand."

Ollivander was conflicted, for without a core, he had always considered it a semi-finished product. Yet the mithril was miraculous, granting it the ability to cast magic, and furthermore, it had already found its master.

Ollivander walked up to Breeze and gently stroked the wand. "A combination of vine wood and mithril, but no core. Nine inches, extremely exquisite, and highly flexible—it could even be worn as a bracelet... Tell me your name, would you?"

He stared at the wand, but Brie knew he was speaking to him.

"Breeze Order, sir."

"Oh, right, Mr. Oude, ahem, I hope to hear of your fame in the future, as I have no idea what this wand will give you... 9 Galleons, apologies, I cannot lower the price just because there is no core, as mithril is far too rare."

Silently pulling 9 Galleons from his satchel and handing them to Ollivander, Brie smiled.

As the Galleons were produced, the wand bent into a beautiful bracelet and slipped onto Brie's right wrist.

Ollivander raised an eyebrow and said, "It seems it is a bit willful and mischievous."

After saying this, he headed toward a deeper part of the shop...

The Malfoy family to the side stood in perfect unison, looking at Brie with inquisitive eyes. When Mr. Malfoy looked toward Emmeline, who had not spoken a word since they entered, his expression shifted, though he quickly reverted to his haughty demeanor.

"Alright, let's go, Brie."

Emmeline paid no mind to the Malfoy family, looking at them with a sense of disgust as if she had encountered flies. By all accounts, a lady as elegant as Emmeline should have exchanged a few words of greeting with them.

Brie did not overthink it and followed Emmeline out. After they had left, Mr. Malfoy said, "Have you seen him before, Draco?"

Draco Malfoy said disdainfully, "Just a Muggle-born wizard."

Lucius nodded silently, saying nothing more.

"I'm sorry, Emmeline, I don't think I can agree to that."

Emmeline had once again proposed adopting Brie, but Brie remained firm in his refusal.

Emmeline looked quite helpless, as Brie had not only rejected her, but also the offer to stay at her home for a period of time.

"I think I can live in the Leaky Cauldron for a while. I want to learn more about the wizarding world, and I can read many books at the second-hand bookstore."

"Very well, as you wish. I am not your guardian; your guardian was always Betty, but she did not transfer that role to me before she died. I have no right to command you."

"Don't be angry, Emmeline..."

"Oh, you should call me Ms. Vance, Mr. Oude."

Brie had no choice but to stare at Emmeline with wide eyes. Emmeline shook her head helplessly and, with a lack of elegance, waved at Brie, "Fine, Mr. Brie. I suppose our journey ends here. This should have been the job of the Hogwarts professors, but... I suppose I don't mind that it occupied my precious morning."

"Goodbye, Brie. Take care of yourself. If you change your mind, write to me anytime; you know my address."

"Goodbye, Emmeline. You take care of yourself, too."

With a soft pop, Emmeline departed Diagon Alley using magic, leaving Brie wide-eyed.

"Oh, what kind of magic is that? I hope to learn it at Hogwarts."

Brie let out a relaxed sigh; the feeling of having no one to restrain him was truly wonderful. Now, Brie could arrange his own plans for the time before school started.

First, he needed to take his small suitcase to the Leaky Cauldron and book a room there; he hoped it wouldn't be too bad.

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