Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“Good morning,” a pale old man stood in front of them. “I’m happy to see you, Mrs. Weasley. If I remember correctly your wand is cherry and twelve inches long, it’s strong and good at Charms.”

“Yes, Mr. Ollivander, I love the wand.” “Ginny hurry up and stand up and say hello, this is Evan Mason and my daughter Ginny Weasley, they are both freshmen at Hogwarts this year and need a new wand.”

“Of course, of course!” Mr. Ollivander’s gaze turned to Ginny and Evan, “The wizard needs a wand to cast spells, but remember the wand chooses the wizard!”

Evan swallowed his saliva, unsure how to answer him.

“Ok, let me have a look!” Ollivander without stopping pulled out a long strip of silver tape from his pocket and came to Ginny. “Ladies first, Ms. Weasley, which hand do you use?”

“My right hand,” Ginny whispered.

“Please raise your arm.” Ollivander measured her arm, starting with her shoulder to her fingertips, and then from wrist to elbow, knee to her armpit and finally her height.

He explains to both of them, “Each wand has a strong magic core which is its essence. I usually use unicorn hair, phoenix tail feather, and dragon heart string, each and every wand is unique because there are no two identical unicorns, dragons or phoenixes, of course, if you use a wand that belongs to another wizard, the spells will never be as good.”

“Please remember, the wand chooses the wizard!”

Soon Ollivander disappeared into the packed shelves, and before Evan had time to relax, he saw Ollivander come out with a box.

“There is no doubt that the Weasley’s are favoured by unicorns” Ollivander whispered softly, “Try this one, 14 inches, ebony, unicorn hairy, and a little bent.”

Ginny gripped the wand but gave it back as quickly as it came.

“No, I suppose this should be one, 8 inches, Yew, unicorn hair, and elastic!”

Ginny took it, and red sparks came out of the wand like fireworks.

“Extraordinary combination, very suitable for manipulation of charm spells, your spells will surely be splendid.” Then Ollivander turned to Evan and whispered, “Mr. Mason, I think it’s your turn now.”

Like Ginny, Evan uses his right hand, he is measured, but his selection process is not as simple as Ginny’s.

Evan tried one after another, but none of them was suited for him.

“Like Mr. Potter last year, you’re a picky customer, but that doesn’t matter, we will always find the wand best for the wizard!” Ollivander looked very happy, “Let me think, oh, here it is 14½ inches, Vinewood, Thestral Hair, this is the last wand my grandfather made, he was a very famous wandmaker.”

As Evan received the wand heat flowed from his finger, the tip of the wand produced a white halo.

“Marvellous!” Ollivander’s voice softened. “I do not really like Thestral hair, but I have to admit you and the wand are a really fantastic combination.”

“I’m sorry, sir!” When there were only him and Ollivander in the shop, Evan whispered, “What is so fantastic about the combination.”

Evan was curious about the Thestral hair which formed his wands core, unlike the other wands made by Ollivander.

“It is a well-known fact that Thestrals are considered a symbol of bad luck.” Ollivander stared at Evan, “It’s a very rare wand core that can only be controlled by wizards who can control death.”

Ollivander’s voice seemed to slowly drift into his ear after hearing his explanation, Evan had an impulse to throw his wand away, he did not want to enter school and be considered by others as the Dark Lord Successor.

“Mr. Mason, you have a powerful positive energy, which is the complete opposite of the Thestral hair so it will produce extraordinary results.” Ollivander got close to Evan’s face, and whisper in a low voice, “Remember, the wand chooses the wizard, Mr. Mason, there is no doubt that you’ll achieve extraordinary things.”

Evan was horrified with the feeling of having all his secret seen through.

He heaved a heavy sigh after leaving Ollivanders.

Next, Mrs. Weasley led Evan and Ginny to Madam Malkin’s Robes for All Occasions, but compared to earlier Ginny spirits were low, because she would have to choose from the second-hand robes.

Evan felt he was cruel now, especially as he got his measurement down while looking at Ginny being depressed not far from him, he felt like a sinner.

“Mrs. Weasley, thank you for inviting me to your home.”

“Dear, you don’t have to be so polite, you and Harry are both good children, and Arthur and I welcome you to our home.” Mrs. Weasley came over to Evan and rubbed his head with a happy look.

“Thank you, I would like to give you a gift.”

Evan said somewhat awkwardly. “If you don’t mind, I would like to give Ginny a new gown.”

“No, it’s too expensive!” said Mrs. Weasley with an expression of dismay, while Ginny, looked happy about it.

It seems that Mrs. Weasley wants to refuse. Evan quickly said, “you can think of it as a Christmas present for Ginny, after all, we are friends.”

After more than 10 minutes later with Evan’s insistence, Ginny’s gaze, and Madam Malkin giving a good discount, Mrs. Weasley finally promised to take the gift.

In the next second, Ginny gave Evan a hug, looking at Ginny’s red face, as well as Mrs. Malkin’s smile, Evan felt embarrassed for a while.