Come on, let's go to Gringotts pavilion to change some money. I think you can't wait.' Professor McGonagall knows that Steve has a lot of savings.
'Gringotts is the only wizard bank in Britain. It is run by a group of goblins. It is called the second safest place in the world after Hogwarts.' Professor McGonagall introduced Steve as he walked
Under the leadership of Professor McGonagall, Steve came to the fork of a street. On one side, the signboard said 'overturned lane' and on the other side was the main road of diagonal lane. A white building stood at the interface between diagonal lane and overturned lane. At the door stood the goblin guards in scarlet gold uniforms. After entering, he first passed through the first shiny bronze door. The goblin guards on both sides bowed when they passed by, After passing through the second silver gate, there is a spacious marble hall. About a hundred or so goblins sit behind the long counter and register in the large ledger. Some use scales to weigh coins, and some use eyepieces to detect gemstones.
It seems that the external turbulence has not had much impact on the lives of these goblins.
Under the guidance of Professor McGonagall, Steve came to a counter, presented the Hogwarts admission notice, and received the 12 grant gallons for poor students. Although Steve had money to exchange, he had applied for it anyway, so he didn't want it for nothing. Then he exchanged sterling for 10 grant gallons , which was a huge sum of money for a 1-year-old boy.
Steve came out of the Gringotts pavilion with a sheepskin bag full of gallons, stretched out his hand and took out a piece. 'It looks pure gold, but it feels different from ordinary gold.'
'They were all made of gold by goblins. They used unique goblin craft. It is said that they also applied unique goblin magic to prevent outsiders from forging gold directly.'
'I think you can't wait to have your own wand. You can't do anything without a wand in the magic world.' Professor McGonagall looked at Steve, who was holding a huge sum of money, and laughed.
While talking, Professor McGonagall led Steve to Ollivander's wand shop, a wand shop with a long history. Steve followed Professor McGonagall into the shop.
The shop looks like a crowded, narrow and shabby shop. In front of the window, a magic wand is displayed on a faded purple pad. Thousands of long and narrow boxes are stuffed in the cabinets that reach the ceiling. Behind the counter of the shop, a thin old man is silently wiping a magic wand.
'Good afternoon, Mr. Ollivander. Let's buy the wand.'
'Ah, it's Minerva, nine and a half inches, cold shirt wood. I haven't seen you for some days. Time is really fast. It's time to enroll new students again!' Ollivander looked down at Professor McGonagall and saw Steve nearby in a twinkling of an eye. 'It's a hard time these days. Did you hear that yesterday...'
'Yesterday's riots will not continue. You should have confidence in the Ministry of magic and Dumbledore!' Professor McGonagall glanced at Steve and interrupted Ollivander, fearing that these negative messages would damage the little wizard's confidence in the magic world.
'Yes, Dumbledore, if he hadn't presided over the overall situation, I would have closed the door and left. Let me see what kind of wand this young gentleman is suitable for.' Ollivander did not continue the previous topic, but turned to Steve.
'Hello, sir, this is Steve Nelson.'
'Hello, Mr. Wilson. Polite young people like you are rare now.' With a smile, Mr. Ollivander took a long tape measure printed with a silver scale from his coat pocket.
'Well... Which hand do you prefer?'
'I am used to using my right hand.'
Ollivander began to measure the size for Steve, first from the shoulder to the fingertips, and then from the wrist to the elbow. 'It's not easy to be so strong at a young age!' Ollivander felt Anduin's hard arm muscles and couldn't help admiring them.
Steve got goose bumps all over. Is there something wrong with the old man? Just use a ruler to measure him, touch him around, and buy a magic wand and be wiped off?
Ollivander moved very quickly. When Steve was still thinking, he had taken a magic wand out of the shelf and handed it to him.
'Try this one, ash wood, phoenix feather, eleven and a half inches, tough and brave.'
Steve took his hand and waved it lightly, and the tip of the wand suddenly burst into flames.
'Well, it doesn't seem to suit you.' Ollivander quickly took the wand away and took out a new one.
'look at this one. It is made of elm wood and the heartstring of fire dragon. It is nine and three-quarters inches. It is a symbol of wisdom and elegance.'
As soon as Steve took over, he was taken away by Ollivander. 'It seems that it's not this one either.'
'Try this one again. Red oak, male Unicorn hair, ten and a half inches. It's very agile.'
Steve took a flick and the vase on the counter burst.
'Well, it seems that you are sharp enough. It's a little too sensitive.' Ollivander withdrew his wand.
'Don't worry, you will find a magic wand suitable for you here.' Then he tried several more, but Ollivander said it was not suitable.
'Try this one, Thunderbird feather, which is made from a strong ebony tree. The feather of Thunderbird is 12 and 1/4 inches. It is firm and unshakable. It is very tough. It is made of the material newt once sent me. It is of great value. It took a lot of effort to process this wand at the beginning, but occasionally there will be an arc. It is not easy to get its recognition. Picky guests should try the picky wand.' Ollivander handed over a Dark Jade wand.
As soon as Steve saw this jade wand, he was attracted by its profundity. As soon as he took over the hand, he felt that the wand in his hand was connected with his own blood and became an extension of his body.
Steve gently waved his wand, and the tip of the wand shone with a slight electric light.
'That's it. I'm really happy that each wand can find the right owner. I can see that it likes you very much.' Ollivander smiled happily. He was a pure craftsman, and he was very happy to find a home for his works.
'Thank you, Mr. Ollivander. I like it very much, too.' Steve was overjoyed and played with his newly acquired wand.
'Ebony, that is, ebony, is very suitable for combat magic and metamorphosis. I believe it will shine brightly in your hands. In addition, the first magic wand of a wizard will be sold for 7 gold gallons, and the surplus will be subsidized by Hogwarts. Don't lose or damage it!' Ollivander reminded
'Don't worry, Mr. Ollivander' Steve happily paid the money, thanked Mr. Ollivander again, and walked out of the Ollivander wand store with Professor McGonagall.