5 5.

  On the second day, the Halls canceled all their work appointments just to wait for the so-called magic school professor.

  "Won't they make an appointment in advance?"

  Mrs. Hall, who was waiting aimlessly, began to complain.

  "Uh... I guess at least it wasn't written in the letter."

  As soon as Eli finished speaking, the sound of the doorbell came.

  "Oh, Cao Cao Cao Cao is here!"

  Eli shrugged.

  Mrs. Hall got up and opened the door.

  Although I am at home today, this home clothes have also been carefully selected by Mrs. Hall.

  Simple yet dignified, comfortable yet elegant.

  Opening the door, there was a very tall witch standing outside.

  Her hair was tied tightly and she looked very serious.

  Wearing an emerald green robe, I have to say that although it is very elegant, only wizards would wear it like this.

  Of course, Eli and the others may not know that Professor McGonagall dressed up specially because she was coming to a Muggle family.

  She hasn't put on her pointed wizard hat yet.

  "Hello, is this the Hall family?"

  Well, standard aristocratic style. It is undeniable that as a talented and successful witch, Professor McGonagall is really very elegant.

  Mrs. Hall was not left behind, "Yes, you are the professor from Hogwarts, please come in."

  Mrs. Hall led Professor McGonagall into the room.

  Professor McGonagall's first impression of this family was very good. She visited many Muggle families and they were always very noisy.

  The decoration style of this Muggle family also made her feel very good, simple, grand and meticulous.

  Mr. Hall stood up to greet him, and Professor McGonagall returned the greeting happily.

  Not bad and very polite.

  "Hello, Professor. I am Eli Hall's father, Ernest Hall, and this is his mother, Doris Hall."

  Professor McGonagall also introduced herself, " I am the Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts, Minerva McGonagall."

  Mr. Hall smiled and nodded.

  Eli was used to his parents' sudden seriousness.

  "That's it, Professor McGonagall. Since this is the first time we have come into contact with your magic school, I wonder if you can introduce it to us? For example, the teaching staff?" Professor McGonagall smiled

  .

  Just kidding, compared to the teaching staff, who are we afraid of at Hogwarts?

  The principal is the greatest white wizard of this century, and his professors include contemporary dueling masters, potion masters, transfiguration masters, and herbalism masters.

  Just asking about this configuration, who else?

  After Professor McGonagall's introduction, the Halls had a certain understanding of this magic school.

  At least judging from the names of so many professors, it shouldn't be bad.

  Mr. Hall said seriously again: "Professor McGonagall, please forgive me for being rude, but I wonder if you can show us your magic."

  Professor McGonagall readily accepted this request. In fact, this request was basically standard for Muggle families.

  She took out a slender wand and pointed it at the vase on the table.

  Eli could clearly feel that a delicate magic power radiated from Professor McGonagall's wand, covering the vase like mercury.

  The vase changed for a while, and finally turned into a white cat, with its head held high and its tail raised, looking very proud.

  Although they had seen Eli's magic yesterday, they still felt a little unbelievable to see such a subtle one today.

  But their excellent self-cultivation allows them to maintain a good image.

  I have to say that compared to the yelling and screaming of other Muggle families, the Hall family is simply a breath of fresh air.

  I think back then, there was even a Muggle family who was so frightened that they fainted on the spot. After being saved by her spell, they insisted that she was a devil.

  Of course, as a college professor, how can you use violence against students' parents?

  It's just a forgetting spell.

  "I think you two should probably prepare things for Eli as soon as possible for the start of school. They are all on the list in the letter."

  Professor McGonagall reminded him.

  "Of course, it's just that we really don't know how to get to Diagon Alley. Could you lead us there?"

  Professor McGonagall readily accepted.

  The time agreed upon by several people is tomorrow morning.

  ...

  Soon, the agreed time and place arrived.

  "Eli, have you seen the Leaky Cauldron?"

  Mrs. Hall looked over and over, but couldn't find it.

  Mrs. Hall was naturally nowhere to be found, because the Leaky Cauldron was under a Muggle expulsion spell, and all Muggles passing by would subconsciously ignore him.

  Eli took the two elders to the door of the bar and pushed the door open.

  "Oh! Why didn't I notice this bar just now?"

  Mrs. Hall was very surprised.

  The Leaky Cauldron was full of wizards, and they unconsciously looked at the few people who suddenly broke in.

  It can be seen from the clothes that this is a young wizard of Hogwarts Muggle origin.

  Several people met Professor McGonagall at the bar.

  The professor tapped the wall with his wand a few times, and the wall tiles shrank and retreated to both sides.

  A paradise-like world appeared in front of several people.

  "Welcome to Diagon Alley."

  The Hall family has obviously been attracted by the special style of Diagon Alley.

  The alley seemed a bit cramped, with people coming and going, including all kinds of people dressed in wizard costumes.

  The shops on both sides can be said to have different styles.

  "I suggest that we go to Madam Malkin to order a school uniform first, but before that we need to go to Gringotts to exchange gold galleons. Muggle money doesn't work here."

  Gringotts is a white building that looks crooked . Building, the staff inside are all short goblins.

  The Halls exchanged a lot of gold galleons for Eli at one time.

  When he came out, Mr. Hall was still lamenting the weird exchange rate of wizard currency.

  1 gold Galleung is equal to 17 silver Sickles, which is 493 copper Nats.

  After customizing a school uniform for Eli, Professor McGonagall proposed to split up.

  Professor McGonagall and the Halls purchased equipment such as cauldrons for Eli, and Eli went to Ollivander's Wand Shop to buy a wand.

  The idea suited Eli right.

  Eli comes to the wand shop alone.

  This is what is written on the signboard.

  "Ollivander, has been making exquisite wands since 382 BC."

  Ollivander, a master wandmaker.

  Walking into the store, a complex, old wood smell hits your face.

  "Oh, a new student at Hogwarts!"

  A silver-haired old man suddenly appeared.

  "This old man rubs himself all day long and makes no sound when he walks."

  Eli cursed secretly.

  Ollivander looked at Eli's face and fell into thought.

  "Actually, if I remember correctly, you remind me of an old customer. I remember every customer who comes to my store. I wonder who your elder is?" Ollivander looked at Yi with a puzzled look

  . Lai.

  Eli's heart skipped a beat and he almost forgot about this buggy old man.

  His memory was so good that he could tell the exact information about the wand sold to him no matter how far back the customer was.

  To be precise, he remembered selling the wand.

  Eli's face looked very similar to Lily's, which must have reminded him of something.

  He quickly explained, "Sir, I come from a Muggle family."

  Ollivander was stunned for a moment, and then said apologetically: "Oh, I'm sorry, it seems I'm old and confused."

  After that, he turned around and got a handful. Soft ruler, but the doubt on his face did not dissipate at all.

  The soft ruler moved around Eli's body as if it were alive.

  Eli couldn't help but wonder, why do you need to measure your body size when buying a wand?

  As you grow up, don't your data change?

  He expressed his question, "Sir, I don't quite understand, why do you need to measure your body?"

  Ollivander said without raising his head: "It's for good luck."

  "It's really amazing... huh? What are you talking about? ?"

  "For good luck."

  Ollivander turned around and took out a wand. Eli was very sure, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

  "I didn't expect to be shown off by this guy."

  Eli didn't want to ask any more questions, lest he be shown off again by this old man with strange tricks.

  "Apple wood, dragon heartstring, thirteen inches, powerful, but not suitable for using black magic, give it a try."

  Eli took the wand and waved it gently.

  boom!

  A powerful shock wave slammed into the counter on one side, shattering it into pieces.

  "Oh..."

  Eli looked at the wand with shining eyes.

  Ollivander was a little dull, "Oh, it doesn't fit. It should be replaced."

  But Eli had a different idea.

  Good guy, just one swing has such great power, wouldn't it be invincible when used in a fight?

  That's a damn thing to be afraid of Voldemort.

  He looked at Ollivander with bright eyes, and his eyes seemed to say, "Boss, I just want this."

  Ollivander also looked at Eli with an unkind look on his face, which was very obvious.

  "No you don't."

  Eli, who saw Ollivander's intention, had no choice but to return the wand with a sarcastic expression.

  Ollivander took out another one and said, "Willow wood, unicorn hair, twelve inches, very suitable for performing transformation spells."

  Eli took it and lit it at the flickering lamp beside it.

  There was a roar, and the fire, which was originally the size of a peanut, seemed to have been added with gasoline and burned crazily.

  "Oh no! It's definitely not this one!"

  Ollivander took the wand back again, ignoring Eli who looked reluctant to give up.

  In this way, the boxes next to him piled higher and higher, and Ollivander's forehead became more and more sweaty.

  He has never seen such... such rude guests!

  Every wand in his hand looked very violent and powerful.

  "Maybe, you can try that."

  As if he had thought of something, he turned around and trotted all the way into the depths of the container.

  "The little old man is quite lively."

  After a while, Ollivander opened a box with a mysterious look on his face.

  "Yew wood, Thestral tail hair, thirteen and one-half inches. A strange combination, extremely weird and ominous."

  Eli was confused by the old man's sudden murmur, which was both weird and strange. Ominous, you are not trying to harm me!

  Ollivander did not take out the wand and handed it to Eli along with the box.

  Eli picked up the wand with a strange expression, as if it was nothing.

  A faint light emerged from his body, and the magic power and wand were trembling, gradually forming a resonance.

  A wave of energy emitted from the wand, and Ollivander's heart palpitated for no apparent reason.

  Eli felt as if the wand was connected to his mind, like an extension of his arm.

  "I think this is it!"

  Ollivander hesitated to define.

  "I'm really troubling you today."

  Eli apologized a little, after all, he was about to renovate Ollivander's store.

  "It's okay kid, this is normal, seven galleons, thank you for your patronage."

  Ollivander said it was okay, but when he caught a glimpse of the mess, the corners of his eyes kept twitching.

  Eli happily gave the galleons and left.

  "Kids, remember, the wand chooses the wizard."

  Eli smiled and didn't object, at least that's how it was shown in the movie.

  He left the store.

  Ollivander murmured: "Master the power of death."

  He turned around and saw the mess all over the floor, "Oh! Merlin's big pants!"