For the past few days, Max has locked himself in his room. He has moved into his grandfather's luxurious house which is far from the city. Every night Max had been peeking in his bedroom window and had seen many guests coming. Guests drive luxury cars to helicopters. The people who had met his grandfather weren't just celebrities, politicians, or even world rulers, they seemed to be people of esteem. Max has been wondering about who his grandfather is.
"What kind of business is that annoying old man doing?" muttered Max, frowning.
All this time he had not known and had not cared what Ollivander had done. But, after seeing how many guests had come to the Ollivander mansion, Max was curious.
Knock... Knock... Knock...
Having shuffled along Max walked to the door and opened it. A maid had stood in front of her room carrying a box.
"What is it?" Max had asked nonchalantly.
