The Dharma God Of All Realms Begins With Harry Potter

The two goblins bowed to them and led them into a tall marble hall. There were about a hundred goblins sitting on high stools behind a row of long counters. Some used copper scales to weigh coins, and some used eyepieces to examine gems, while making hasty entries in the large ledger.

Ye Ting walked to the counter, took out a stack of pounds from his pocket and said, "Hello, I need to convert pounds into galleons."

An old goblin stepped forward and took the pound. "The exchange rate between pounds and galleons is five to one. Are you sure you want to convert all these 200 pounds into galleons?"

"Yes," Ye Ting nodded, "and exchange all the Galleons for Xiko."

"One galleon is equal to 17 Sickles," the old elf explained. After a while, a younger goblin handed Ye Ting a heavy bag.

Next, Dumbledore took Ye Ting to start purchasing.

"First, you need a wand," he said, "and Ollivanders makes the best."

The shop was small and shabby, and the gold sign on the door had peeled off, which read: Ollivanders - Making exquisite wands since 382 BC. In the dusty window, a solitary wand sat on a faded purple cushion.

"How are you, Ollivander, my old friend." Dumbledore greeted him warmly as soon as he entered the door. A wizened old man appeared from the corner and hugged Dumbledore warmly.

"Hello, old friend," he said in retro English in a soft tone, "Why do you have time to come to my place?"

"Oh, I went to pick up a student from the Muggles, Wu's Orphanage, you know." Dumbledore blinked, and then introduced, "That's him, Mr. Ye. Although he was born as a Muggle, he has been able to control it skillfully. My own magic."

"Well... no wonder" Ollivander came forward, stared at Ye Ting with sharp eyes, and took out a long tape measure with silver scales from his pocket. "Okay, Mr. Ye, come on. Let me see."

"Which arm do you use your wand with?" he asked.

Ye Ting said: "I am accustomed to using my right hand."

"Put your arms up, okay!" He began to measure Ye Ting, starting from his shoulders to his fingertips. While measuring, Ollivander said: "Every Ollivander wand contains super powerful magical substances, which is its essence, Mr. Tingye. We use unicorn hair and phoenix tail feathers. and dragon nerves. Every Ollivander wand is unique, as no two unicorns, dragons, or phoenixes are exactly the same. Definitely, you should never use a wand that belongs to another necromancer. It will have such a good effect.”

Ollivander was chattering as he shuttled between the shelves, climbed up and down the ladder, and kept the tape measure to automatically measure Ye Ting. Although his nagging words made people sleepy, Ye Ting still listened carefully with all his energy. Although he already knew something about it in the original work, he was still very curious about everything in the magical world.

"Okay," Ollivander said, and the tape measure fell to the floor and rolled up into a ball. "Then, Mr. Ye, try this one. It's made of sycamore wood and phoenix feather core. It's twelve and one-half inches long. You can give it a try."

Ye Ting took the wand and felt something was wrong as soon as he waved it. Sure enough, the next moment, a golden-red flame burst out from the tip of the wand, igniting the cabinet in front of him with a breath. Ye Ting even felt that he was almost summoning a living phoenix.

"Clear water like a spring" Dumbledore waved his wand quickly, and a gurgling clear spring emerged from the tip of the wand and immediately extinguished the flames.

"It seems this wand is not suitable for you" Ollivander shook his head. He took out another one "made of beech wood and snake nerve, nine inches long. Try it."

The accident this time was a puff of black smoke, and the cabinets and boxes that were enveloped were quickly corroded with ugly holes as if they had been splashed with acid, and they were finally restored to their original state.

Next, Ollivander asked Ye Ting to test wands one after another. It seemed that the more experiments he performed, the happier he became. However, accidents happened again and again. Both Ollivander and Dumbledore learned the lesson. , always have your wand ready to prevent sudden flames, frost or explosions from causing any irreparable consequences.

Thanks to the dirty windows of Ollivander's shop, passers-by outside didn't notice all this.

Finally, before the wand box overwhelmed Ye Ting, Ollivander finally stopped this experiment that made no progress.

"Oh, what a picky customer." He sighed. "Is there any magic cast on that place? This child's magic is even stronger than him."

"Mr. Ollivander, what are you talking about? I don't understand." Ye Ting knew that "he" was referring to Voldemort, but at this time he still pretended to be ignorant.

But Ollivander changed the subject dryly, "No, it's nothing, you will know later, let's go back to the topic of the wand."

"This is the best wand I can think of for you." He stumbled and pulled out an exquisite purple wand from a large box and handed it to Ye Ting.