Chapter 5. Ollivanders.

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I walked around and looked in the shops and talked to some people who owned the shops. I walked outside again and saw something that caught my eye. It was a wand maker called Ollivanders, I walked up to the shop and got inside. A little bell sounded through the dusty old shop. I looked around and a man appeared he looked like he just came out of his bed. I looked at him and he gave me a warm smile.

“Hello little girl why do I owe your visit into my shop, looking for a wand are we?” he asked me friendly I just shook my head and walked up to him.

“No sir I was just looking around but can I ask you a question?” I asked the old looking man.

“Yes of course ask me.” He gestured me to sit down on a chair while he sat down on a pile of dusty books.

“What are wands?” I asked him and for a bit second he looked confused at me but then his warm smile came back.

“Wands little girl the people in this world use that for doing things like cleaning up or writing something down. A Wand chooses the witch or wizard so tell me what is your name?” He asked me.

“Sophie sir. Can I try a wand sir?” I asked curiously. The man stood up and walked away I followed him with my eyes and then he came back and handed me a stick the bartender used for opening Diagon Alley. I stood up and grabbed the stick and looked at it in awe.

“This is a wand sir? This is a very beautiful one.” The man smiled.

“Well what are you waiting for give it a go.” I said walking to his counter. I looked confused but I gave the wand a flick and then red sparks came out of the wand I immediately dropped it and the sparks disappeared. I looked at the man and then at the wand.

“This is not the right one.” The man shook his head but waved with his own wand I think and then walked away again and came back with another one, he gave it to me and I grabbed it and the minute I touched the stick something happened I couldn’t describe it but it felt really good in my hands. I looked at the man who was looking at me with wide eyes. 

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