3 I'm sorry, I can't help you
"Are you sure it's this place?" Soisen asked doubtfully, seeing the Leaky Cauldron.
"Don't worry, we know what we're doing," Ann assured her. "Come on."
The smell inside was even worse, the tables were not clean and the floor was sticky. If Soisen had to do a hygiene inspection at the site, she would have given him a fail by now.
Was that mold on the bread?
"Mr. Tom?" Ann called.
"Welcome." A man came up behind the bar and when he saw Soisen, he seemed to understand the situation. "New student at Hogwarts?" Seeing their nod, he gestured for them to follow him. "Don't worry, this isn't the first time Muggles have come to Diagon Alley. follow me
The family of three said nothing to correct Tom. It was better that they were mistaken for muggles, that people would realize that two of them are squibs.
Tom led them to a brick wall next to a rubbish bin, tapped on the wall and the bricks fell open to reveal the largest wizarding market in all of Britain.
"Welcome to Diagon Alley!" Tom declared proudly.
He always loved saying that phrase to first-time visitors.
"Before you go shopping, I suggest going to Gringotts, the wizarding bank, to exchange muggle money for wizarding money." Just follow the path until you see a large white building guarded by goblins. Good luck.
After the wall returned to normal after crossing it, the three of them stood looking around curiously.
"Shall we go to Gringotts then?" Soisen asked.
"It's not necessary, we've brought some galleons with us," Ingta replied, tapping her bag with confidence. "We're going to buy you everything you need."
And so, for the next two hours, they asked for directions and got just about everything on the list with no problem.
"Well, we're only missing two things," Ingta said after going over what they had with them.
"The pet and the wand," Ann declared.
"I'm taking Rada with me to Hogwarts," Soisen said, dismissing the pet issue. "They suggest it be a cat, a toad, or a rat." But I've read the letter several times and it doesn't say anything about not being able to bring another creature. I just can't have my own broom. Rada is already trained and I don't think anyone in her right mind has a pet toad or frog, which is literally just more work for nothing. Also, imagine the chaos that will ensue if someone brings in a pet cat.
—We should still buy an owl for ourselves, we haven't had one since we separated from our families and otherwise you won't be able to write to us every week. I know Hogwarts has a public Owlery you could use, but I'd feel more comfortable if it was a family owl. Also, so you could write to your friends during the summer or answer any other magical correspondence.
"Do I have to write you a letter a week?" —Soisen asked surprised, but before the powerful looks of her two mothers, she could only give in— Yes, ladies.
"I'll go," Ingta said. "Ann, you and Soisen go to Ollivander's. We'll meet there when we're done.
After reaching an agreement, they parted ways and Ann took Soisen to the famous wand shop. Entering, Soisen frowned. Although it was cleaner than the Leaky Cauldron, the amount of dust on top of the wand boxes was unpleasant.
-Welcome!
"Oh! Soisen was startled and unconsciously released a wave of magic to defend himself as he threw the old man who appeared behind him through the glass sideboard, landing on the street to the shock of many passing wizards.
"Mr. Ollivander!" Ann recognized the old man and hurried to help him up. "Are you alright?"
-That? Ollivander was a bit dazed and disoriented at the sudden attack. "Oh, of course." I think it was my fault, don't worry —he said as he took out his wand and in one movement, the sideboard was restored as if nothing had happened— I'm getting too old, I should correct this habit of mine… —he murmured.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Ollivander," Soisen apologized.
"It's nothing, it's nothing," Ollivander looked at him with interest. "I don't remember you, which means you're here for your first wand, right?"
Soisen nodded.
"Which is your dominant arm?"
I'm ambidextrous.
Ollivander was left for a moment not knowing how to react and after coming out of his daze, he began to measure with the tape and did not try to remember Ann's wand, because he had no recollection of having sold any. Next, he must be a wizard child born into a muggle family.
Ollivander soon returned with some boxes.
"Unusual measurements. Try this, sir...?
"Soisen, Soisen Galegold.
Suddenly, the boxes throughout the store began to shake for a few moments before going limp again.
"Strange," Ollivander murmured, never seeing such a reaction before. "As I was saying, Mr. Galegold, try this one." Thirteen inches, black walnut wood and dragon heartstring, a bit stiff and good for enchanting.
He barely reached his fingers for the wand, Ollivander pushed it away decisively.
-Not bad! He put it away resolutely. "Try this one, twelve and a half inches, rowan wood and unicorn hair, supple and decent for defensive magic."
Soisen didn't even touch her wand before Ollivander pulled it away from her as well.
-Not! Not! Neither is this. Perhaps this will be more suitable, twelve inches, willow wood and phoenix feather, slightly flexible, ideal for exerting healing powers.
This time Ollivander didn't withdraw his wand and Soisen was able to touch the first wand from her. The wood was well polished and the texture was smooth.
"Come on, what are you waiting for?" Shake it! Ollivander urged.
"Oh, sure." Soisen waved his wand to the side slightly.
KA-BOOM!
Passersby passing the famous wand shop again saw the shop owner bolt back into the street, the sparse hair on his head burning with purple fire.
-Not! Clearly I'm wrong somewhere," he muttered as he rose to his feet with a frown, annoyed with himself for failing to hit the right wand.
—Try this one, English oak wood and phoenix feather…
KA-BOOM!
-It's fine! Let's try this one, pear wood and dragon heartstring...
KA-BOOM!
"Perhaps something less orthodox?" Olive wood and unicorn hair.
KA-BOOM!
"Hornwood and…"
KA-BOOM!
"Maybe we need to expand the catalog a bit." Dogwood wood and thunder bird feather…
KA-BOOM!
-I think i found it! Cherry Wood & Wampus Cat Hair…
KA-BOOM!
"Hazelwood and coral core…" I stammer.
KA-BOOM! KA-BOOM! KA-BOOM! KA-BOOM!
-That's all! Ollivander said tearfully with wounded pride, looking at the pile of shards of wood that were perfectly usable wands this morning before they exploded at the hands of his newest customer. "I'm sorry, Mr. Galegold, but I don't think I can provide you with a wand." None of my wands can handle channeling his magic and I don't understand why." All Ollivander understood was because the wands trembled a while ago.
They were afraid of ending up in the boy's hands!
"Um…" Both Ann and Soisen were puzzled and embarrassed as they looked at the shattered wands, "Mr. Ollivander, how much do we owe you for the damaged wands?"
-Must? Nothing! —He said suddenly excited with fire in his eyes and clenching his fist in the air—I thought I had reached the top in the path of wand-making, but Mr. Galegold has taught me a lesson in humility. There is still much to discover in this wonderful art!
"And what do I do then?" Soisen asked depressed as he stared at his hands. "I can't go to Hogwarts without a wand, right?"
"Mr. Galegold, although I am reluctant to give you this suggestion…perhaps you should try trying the alternative forms. Staves, grimoires, or even wandless magic," Ollivander suggested with a sad face. "Unfortunately, the art of creating grimoires was lost years ago to the disdain of tradition, and only a few remain changing hands in the world. Staves could be helpful, but they cast magic in completely different motions than a wand and can cause him damage with one wrong gesture, which would be detrimental to his studies and his health. So it remains only to try magic without a wand.
"But that requires excellent magic control along with strong magic. Soisen is just a boy," Ann said worriedly.
"I can assure you from my own experience that Mr. Galegold has more than enough magic to meet the second requirement." Ollivander pointed bitterly at the broken wands and his damaged shop. "As for control, it only takes will to exert it." While it is true that a young wizard's mind is restless, I may suggest that he practice Occlumency and in a few months, he should gain a decent level of control.
"Oh, that won't be a problem," Ann commented, letting out a sigh of relief. "Soisen is a natural oclumnant.
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