Elder Wood

Hagrid needed to take the siblings to Diagon Alley to buy their school supplies, but getting there required a visit to a special place.

The Leaky Cauldron was a somewhat old pub, and most of the people who came and went were wizards.

Hagrid pushed open the door and led Mia and Harry inside.

"You're here, Hagrid. The usual?" the bartender asked when he saw him.

"Thanks, Tom, but I'm on official Hogwarts business today. I'm helping little Harry and little Mia buy their school supplies." At Hagrid's words, everyone present turned to look at once.

Wow.

"My goodness, it's Harry Potter!" Tom said in shock.

Though they were twins, Harry, who had defeated Voldemort, was clearly the one who drew more attention.

"Welcome back, Mr Potter, Miss Potter, welcome." An old man took Harry's hand, and of course Mia wasn't forgotten either.

Well, I thought I wasn't famous.

"I'm Doris Crockford. It's such an honor to meet you." The people around them spoke excitedly to Harry and Mia.

To them, Harry, who had vanquished Voldemort, was the Chosen One. That showed just how terrifying Voldemort had been.

Then they came to a man wearing a turban and smelling of garlic all over. "Harry Potter, Mia Potter, I can't tell you how honored I am." It was Quirrell, and Mia wrinkled her nose.

Although Mia didn't know Harry Potter that well, she remembered the first season's big boss perfectly clearly.

"Hello, Professor, I almost didn't see you there. Harry, Mia, this is Professor Quirrell. He teaches defense against the dark arts at Hogwarts." Hagrid shook Quirrell's hand and introduced him to the two of them.

Defense against the dark arts was a cursed post. No one could last a year in it.

"Harry." Seeing Harry about to shake Quirrell's hand, Mia hurriedly grabbed him. "Professor Quirrell."

"Oh, you must be Mia. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Thank you, it's a pleasure to meet you too, but Hagrid, weren't we going shopping?"

Harry sensed Mia's resistance and wariness toward Quirrell and became wary of him himself. Mia was always right. Harry clasped Mia's hand in return and looked at Hagrid.

"Right, time to go. There's a lot to buy. Goodbye."

Hagrid led the siblings to the back door, where a wall stood before them.

"How does everyone know us?" Harry was still puzzled.

"You're famous here, but it wouldn't be right for me to tell you about it." As Hagrid spoke, he tapped a few bricks. They quickly moved apart, opening a path.

"Welcome to Diagon Alley."

Everything in the wizarding world was new and strange, especially to the two little ones seeing it for the first time. Harry and Mia held each other's hands tightly, looking this way and that at everything around them.

Of course, they couldn't buy anything without money, so Hagrid first took the little ones to Gringotts.

"Gringotts, the wizarding bank. If you want to store something, there's nowhere safer, except Hogwarts, of course."

Inside Gringotts, diminutive goblins were busy doing sums.

"What are those?"

"They're goblins. Goblins are clever, but not very friendly."

As he finished speaking, they arrived.

"Mr. Harry Potter and Miss Mia Potter would like to withdraw some money."

The goblin stopped working and rose impatiently to look at the two of them. "Oh, have you got the key?"

What key? Harry and Mia exchanged a glance. Well, neither of them knew.

"Hang on, let me see where I put it." Hagrid patted his pockets. "Here it is, this little thing. And there's something else. Dumbledore gave me this." As he spoke, he handed the key and the letter to the goblin.

"It's about the thing in the vault."

"All right, then."

The goblin led the three of them to the vault. Their parents had left them a lot of money. Apart from anything else, the Potter Family's fortune alone was already considerable.

"Wow!" Honestly, Mia really did suddenly feel like a poor little thing who had become fabulously wealthy. Money was a good thing.

The siblings each took a bag of Galleons, then went to vault 713, where Hagrid took away a small package with an air of great mystery.

"What's that?"

"Can't tell you. Hogwarts business, top secret. Don't tell anyone."

Okay, got it. It's there to pique Harry's curiosity.

Mia cast a sympathetic glance at her silly brother, whose face was full of innocence.

After leaving Gringotts, it was time for the most exciting part: choosing wands.

Ollivander's Wand Shop

The wand shop was small, with shelves piled high with boxes.

"Is anyone here?"

With a swish, an old man appeared, his feet still on a ladder. It had to be said, his sudden appearance was rather frightening.

"At last, I meet you, Mr Potter, Miss Potter." Ollivander came down from the ladder. "Which of you would like to choose first?"

"Harry can go first." Mia looked at Mr. Ollivander, who was clearly more interested in Harry.

"Very well, Miss Potter. Your parents bought their wands here, all those years ago. It seems like only yesterday." Ollivander made his selection. "Try this one?"

The commotion when he first tried a wand startled Harry a little, but the selection still went smoothly, and then it was Mia's turn.

"Try this one, Miss Potter." Ollivander took out a wand and handed it to Mia.

"Every Ollivander wand contains an immensely powerful magical substance. That is its essence. Most importantly, the wand chooses the wizard. This one has a unicorn hair core, a fir handle, and is ten inches long."

Mia gave it an experimental wave. A wand rack toppled to the floor, scattering wands everywhere. Well, it wasn't a match.

"Hmm, never mind. Few wizards find the right wand on their first try. Here, try this one: phoenix feather, walnut wood, eleven inches."

Mia waved it again. Well, still no good.

"Never mind, don't rush, don't rush. Perhaps you could try this." Ollivander thought for a while, then found a box covered in dust. Clearly, it had been a long time since it was last opened.

"Elder wood, dragon heartstring, eleven inches." Mia froze for a moment when she heard elder wood. After all, very few people in the entire wizarding world seemed to have elder wood. The previous one should have been the Elder Wand, one of the Deathly Hallows.

Mia succeeded this time, feeling the wand's compatibility with her.

"I didn't expect it. As I recall, the last elder wand was the Elder Wand. This wand is very choosy; no one has been able to take it away. Elder has a very poor reputation, because any wand is difficult to master.

"It has great power to perform magic, but is unwilling to cooperate with a wizard less exceptional than itself. A wizard who possesses elder wood is certain to draw the eyes of the world in the future. I believe a magnificent destiny awaits you.

"And dragon heartstring is easily made into powerful wands, with which magic can be learned extremely quickly." Ollivander looked at Mia in amazement. He hadn't expected that, of these two siblings, one had defeated Voldemort and the other had acquired elder wood.

Mia looked at the wand. She hadn't expected it either. She had indeed made plans: since she had come here, she naturally wouldn't sit and wait for death, at others' mercy. "We'll be the best partners."

"That will be fourteen Galleons in total."