11 Chapter 11 Diagon Alley
" Who are we waiting for?" I asked Nat after she had dragged me in front of what looked like an abandoned pub called Leaky Cauldron.
" A friend of your parents that will help us get your things."
Before I could ask anything else an 8 feet tall man with more hair than clothes came rushing from inside the pub.
" You are finally here Hagrid."
" I am sorry Miss. Romanoff, I had to take care of some of the animals and lost my sense of time." He said while looking at Nat.
He then turned towards me and as he saw a diamond his eyes shined with happiness.
" Oh my god Harry I am so happy to see you, I still remember you when you were just born, I am so happy to see you." He said while moving his hand for a handshake.
I grabbed his hand and got uprooted from the ground due to the strength that this giant had.
Before I could fall through Hagrid grabbed my other arm and carefully put me on the ground.
"Remember to never shake your hand again."
" Sorry, I was too excited, if I can ask do you still have it?"
" I have what?"
" The scar caused by you know."
Nat had told me the story and also how the scar on my forehead was a sign I had survived the killing curse, she also told me how Wizard believed a lot in Bad Luck and never ever said the name of Voldemort, believed to be an omen of bad luck.
I proceed to remove the hair covering my forehead, where hidden was present the thunder-shaped scar.
"My god, it is still as fresh as the first time I saw it, he was seriously too strong, you are still seen as a hero by everyone."
" Can we go now?" Nat interrupted our discussion and made us return back to reality.
"*Cough, Of course, let's get inside."
First to enter the pub was Hagrid, then Nat, and lastly me.
When I got inside the time reversed back to the age when telephones didn't exist, computers were a dream, and scrolls were used to write essays.
And don't let me start with the smell, nauseating, do they use garlic as soap?
When Hagrid and Nat got inside no one reacted to them, but as soon as I got inside everyone stopped what they were doing just to look at me.
Suddenly one of them got back to reality and started talking.
" The Boy who lived."
And the chaos spread, everyone came rushing, only to get blocked by both Hagrid and Nat, I loved seeing a wizard get his nut kicked when he tried to force his way through Nat.
After everyone calmed down, we were able to reach the backdoor of the pub.
We got out and I could finally breathe again, the smell of Onion was really annoying me.
" Nat, this is a wall, not an alley."
" Just wait." She said.
Suddenly Hagrid took out an umbrella from inside his coat and moved it towards the brick wall.
Starting from the centre he moved three up and two across, and then clicked a brick three times.
Suddenly the brick started fusing with each other and from a simple wall an entrance to what I could only describe as a magical alley appeared.
Most were wearing standard Wizard clothing, robes, a pointy hat and a wand attached to the side by a leather belt.
While those not looking like wizards had instead a sense of clothing that brought me back to the 40s.
" You still haven't changed style?" Nat asked Hagrid.
" It took us 40 years to move from a medieval style to this, give us time, the average wizard hates Muggles items."
" Muggle?"
" That's what wizards call people who can't use magic."
" Seems pretty racist."
Hagrid looked guilty at my remark while Nat nodded with a smile.
" Well, the first thing you go get is your wand while I take care of your books," Hagrid said while giving us a pouch with... GOLDEN COINS?
" These are the standard coins here, I will explain how these works when we are home." To which I nodded.
Nat nodded and grabbed my hand to lead me towards our next location.
After walking for 10 minutes, and getting flashed by random magic around 3 times we arrived at our destination.
*Olivanders Shop*
She opened the door and we got inside, the smell of wood and cleaning products filling my nostrils, but at least it wasn't as bad as the pub, or the smell outside, seriously though, do deodorants not work here?
" Ah, A new customer." A man said after walking out of the back of his shop.
When we met eyes his smile widened, as he had been waiting for this moment for years.
" Harry Potter, what an honour to be able to give you your first wand."
So yeah, I will actually get a wand, unless I want to attract everyone's attention even more, which I don't.
" Come here."
I looked at Nat, who simply nudged her head telling me to go alone.
I walked to him and stopped right in front of the counter.
"Right-handed or left-handed?"
"Right-handed."
"Mhhhh, try this one 10 inches long made with Acacia and a Unicorn Hairstring core."
I grabbed the wand and my hand started feeling hot so I put the wand back on the counter.
" What happened?"
" The wand was trying to burn my hand."
" So this one isn't good, then try this one, Fir and Banshee Hair as a core."
I grabbed it and pieces of paper all around me started flying around, to which Olivander snapped the wand away from my hand.
" I guess this one is also not right... Perhaps."
He walked behind the counter and started browsing through wand containers until he find what he was searching for.
He walked in front of me and pointed the wand towards me.
" Eleven inches, made of English oak that aged for 100 years, with a core of a 200-year-old Dragon heart, the most powerful wand I currently have in storage, and the one with the most potential."
When my hand touched the wand a notification appeared in front of my face.
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You have found your wand, the wand will now be considered a piece of game equipment.
Dragon Heart
Quality: Excellent
Durability: 500/500
Effects: Boosts magical damage by 200%, all magics cost 100% more, and the magical learning speed is boosted by 50% while used to learn spells.
Skills:
Dragon Infusion
Infuse one of your spells with the might of a true dragon magical power, dealing 200% more damage.
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'... I do not regret getting a wand.'
