ตอน 4: Chapter4
Getting fitted for robes was a bore. Being watched by the intense eyes of Snape as Madame Malkins worked on getting my measurements was even worse.
After the Madam said she was done I followed the Potions Professor as he took me to the wandmaker's store. "I shall leave you here, for now, Mr. Snow."
"You're not going in with me?" I asked in surprise. I thought Hagrid had left Harry alone due to his incompetence as a caretaker.
"Acquiring your first wand is a particularly... Intimate process." Was the man's response. "Besides, this will allow me to save time by getting all of your required books."
"Practical." I say in a neutral tone
There was a flash of amusement in his expression, before it settled back into indifference. "You are perceptive. Perhaps you may do well in my class, after all, Mr. Snow."
He handed me the required money, turned and walked away, fully expecting me to obey his commands and enter the wand shop. To be fair, I did, but not before staring at the dingy, grimy entrance.
Considering the existence of cleaning spells, wizards were a really unhygienic sort. Still, the sight of a wand on a cushion as well as the sign which said "Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 BC" took my trepidation away.
The shop was as tiny as I imagined it being. Hundreds of narrow boxes containing wands lined up every wall of the place.
I moved further into the store, staring at the assortment of wands with a feeling of anticipation building within me.
"A new arrival." A voice came from my right. Despite having expected it, I jumped. "Here for your first wand, I presume?"
"Do you enjoy startling people?" I huffed and shot the man a glare.
The amused look in his silvery eyes was all I needed. "One must find enjoyment where one can."
Well, he certainly wasn't wrong.
"Jon Snow." I introduced myself, extending a hand, which the old man accepted. "I assume you're the owner, Mr. Ollivander? And, yes, I'm here for a wand."
"Indeed I am, Mr. Snow." He seemed to have found my manner refreshing.
And so the measuring tapes began to circle around me, taking every measurement possible.
"My wands possess one of three fundamental cores, Mr. Snow." He explained to pass the time. "Unicorn hair, dragon heartstring and phoenix feathers."
Fleur's core was her grandmother's hair, and Gregorovitch seemed to do his own thing when concerning wands so those couldn't be the only core types.
The measuring ended and he handed me a wand.
"Holly and unicorn tail hair. Twelve inches." He'd said.
No sooner than it was in my hand, he'd snatched it away and fetched another. "Oak and a dragon's heartstring- but, I think it's no good for you, lad." He snatched that one away, too.
"How are you able to tell?" I asked as he handed me another.
I gave this one a wave before he managed to take it, sending a pathetic sputter of sparks.
"This one was close." Ollivander said, not answering my question and taking the wand out of my hand. He scratched at his chin thoughtfully before he moved to a nearby shelf, taking a wand out of one of his many boxes and holding it before me.
"I believe this one will be a suitable match for you." Ollivander seemed confident as he placed the red wand in my hand. "Redwood, and a dragon's heartstring, nine inches long."
I felt a warmth rushing through my hand. I smiled at the feeling, I waved the wand, watching a stream of blue and purple sparks blow out of it.
"I see that I was right." He smiled gently at my speechless state. "Redwood, with a dragon's heartstring. It will serve you well, Mr. Snow."
"Thank you." I stared at the wand in awe.
This experience alone made the unpleasantness of the past year worth it.
With a grateful smile, I paid the old man, and exited to find Professor Snape waiting.
"You were right." Was all I said to the man.
He merely nodded and turned, gesturing for me to follow. There was nothing that needed to be said.
I followed, feeling like I was being introduced to this wondrous world for the first time
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