As soon as she entered the door, a faint scent of wood enveloped Anna. The whole store was very quiet, and it could even be said that it was a little out of place in Diagon Alley.

Except for one bench, there are hundreds of small boxes stacked high in the cabinets, but neatly arranged.

Anna likes the environment here very much, thinking that it would be better if there were some green plants to decorate it, it would be more vibrant.

Dumbledore and Anna sat on the only bench.

"It seems that Mr. Ollivander is not in the shop now," Dumbledore looked around. "It's still the same here."

"Actually, Mr. Ollivander is just hiding," Anna shrugged. "It's his skill. Every time someone comes to buy a wand, he hides."

Anna told Dumbledore in a low voice, "He will let the customer wait, so that he can firmly control the rhythm of business in his own hands."

"Really!?" Dumbledore really didn't know this.

"Of course! I already knew," Anna proudly pointed to herself, "Old Diagon Alley!"

A slight movement sounded, and an old man came out from behind the wooden cabinet, "I'm sorry, a picky guest came just now, and the storeroom made a mess..."

"Good afternoon... Principal Dumbledore! Rare guest!" Ollivander emerged from behind the shelf and greeted the two of them, "And Anna..."

"Going to school at Hogwarts?" He winked at Anna, "Are you finally willing to buy a wand from me now?"

"This money still has to be spent..." Anna scratched her head.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Ollivander, we haven't seen each other for a while," Dumbledore stroked his beard. "Are you familiar with Miss Lawrence?"

"Oh! Of course!" Ollivander nodded, stepping over a small pile of messy documents on the ground. "We're all familiar with her in the stores around here, and the Weasley children..."

"It's time for her to go to school too!" Ollivander laughed. "She and the twins are so rambunctious, sometimes with a boy in a red hood... They were trying to be in Diagon Alley not long ago. Playing Quidditch on a broomstick and accidentally ran into Knockturn Alley!"

Riding a broom is real, and playing Quidditch is fake. In fact, the real purpose is to find out where in the horns of Knockturn Alley is the best place to set off the Dark Fireworks...

"You won't be so free at Hogwarts." Ollivander turned around and took out a wand from the nearest cabinet, smiling at Anna, "I measured the ratio for you last time, and I already prepared a few. Should be a good wand for you—"

"Try this one first, it's made of the very popular Rowan wood and dragon heartstring, 9 inches, it's easier to bend..."

Anna took the wand, and it felt like she took a branch. There was no special reaction. She shrugged.

Ollivander took the wand back, "It's not this, it's not this... Then try this, it's made of larch wood and unicorn hair, 7 inches, elastic."

It was a lighter wand. Anna took it, but she still didn't feel it. "It's a little heavier than the last one." She took a closer look at the wand. "It's pretty good looking."

"Larch wands are warm in color and popular with witches, but they can be very picky and choose wizards who don't realize they're extremely talented," Ollivander retracted the wand in Anna's hand. , rummaging in the box again, "It seems that our Anna understands her talent well... um... this one..."

Ollivander picked up a straight wand and laughed, "This one, dogwood and phoenix tail feathers, eleven inches, very hard, it's very special -- very special..."

"Anything to say?" Anna took the wand. It was strange that she could feel the heat in her palm, as if something was scratching her palm.

"Dogwood wands like to do things, and their chosen owners usually like to do things," Ollivander nodded.

"It's very suitable for you. It's famous for its advantages, and it can cast a very high level of spells under difficult conditions - I think this should have something to do with it's always helping its master mischief."

"This type of wand will look for an owner who can bring excitement and joy to it...Most dogwood wands are very noisy and don't like to cast silent spells, but, like I said, this one is special..."

"Try it with a wave," Ollivander was a little excited, "I like the pairing of the dogwood wand and the wizard the most."

waving? Anna looked at the interested Headmaster Dumbledore standing beside him - well, just try it.

Anna waved her wand very slightly.

"Shh—" The closest cabinet swayed a few times.

Some vines quickly grew out of the corners of the cabinet, and soon wrapped the entire cabinet, and there were cute little red flowers blooming in some places.

"It's great! This wand has finally found its owner!" Ollivander stared at Anna closely, and the word 'excited' appeared in his eyes.

"Old friend, is this wand very picky?" Dumbledore looked at Ollivander with some curiosity.

"Yes! Mainly because its core comes from an oriental phoenix, a very rare magical creature, they are always very low-key," Ollivander explained.

"It's my fault that I forgot its origin when I made the wand, and I paired it with the dogwood tree, which can be said to be a high-profile tree. The benefits are obvious. It neutralizes the shortcomings of the dogwood wand that cannot cast silent spells..."

"But it also makes it difficult for me to find a suitable owner. First of all, you have to be very talented, and you have to like to do things. The key is to be very low-key."

Do things secretly, don't shoot.

"Ahem!" Anna coughed violently, trying to end the topic. Mr. Ollivander knew himself a little too well, "So how much does such a special wand cost?"

"Eight Galleons, it's a special model after all," Ollivander made an eight gesture.

Ana looked at the wand in her hand, and began to wonder whether this wand was really special, or just a marketing ploy by unscrupulous traders...

Forget it, for what he said for so long... Anna counted eight Galleons from the cloth bag.

"Is there any kind of... uh... warranty service? It's the kind of unconditional replacement that can be damaged within a few months..."

"No~lightnovelpub.net~ Each of our wands is unique, and if it breaks, you have to buy a new one," Ollivander smiled and took the pile of gold glitter from Anna's hand, "So You have to take care of your wand, and I have a wand maintenance manual here..."

"Is it free?"

"Two Galleons, but a full set of wand maintenance tools." Ollivander's eyes flashed a treacherous light in Anna's eyes, "If you want to join the membership, come and buy a wand from me next time. I'll give you a discount."

After a second pause, Ollivander continued, "It only takes three more Galleons..."

"Goodbye, Mr. Ollivander," Anna pulled Headmaster Dumbledore around and left, as if staying here for another second would lose more than half of her money.

Dumbledore waved at Ollivander and followed Anna out of the store. He was in a happy mood and was still reminiscing about their interesting conversation.

Ollivander giggled and waved goodbye to the two of them. After the shop was completely quiet again, he walked to the cabinet covered with vines that was out of place.

"It's really special," he said to himself, wondering if he was talking about Anna or the dogwood wand, or if he was admiring the vine cabinet in front of him.

"But it's a good thing..." He went around behind the cabinet, packed up the wand he took out, and walked out to smile at the next little wizard who walked in here and looked around, "Good afternoon."

The little wizard was startled and stammered, "Hello sir, uh..." He noticed the striking vine cabinet, which was very different from the surroundings, but this weird and funny feeling made him relax .

"This cabinet is beautiful..."

"Full of life, right?" Ollivander winked at him, "I think so too."