Who Am I?
seems like my last name so popular, but that's not what I want. I want to be recognized for myself not for my last name.
Follow Y/N in his jouney to prove himself, and maybe along the way finding a brother but blood, and the love of his li...
After that accident, i woke up 3 hours later. Professor told me to buy my own supplies, he said he have some business to attend.
'Grandpa are you there, i'm bored Dumbledore say he has some business.'
'Just go play some songs while shopping, i want to sleep kid.'
'Fine, you stinky old man.'
I take out my walkman that i already enchanted to work around magic and search for songs, then i see one of my favorite songs.
(there are some songs that not supposed release yet, so just assume it was already release okay.)
While listening to the song, i go shopping, first i went straight to Malkin's Robes for every Occasion. There, i buy a costum acromantula silk robe, Madam Malkin says to come vack here when i finish shopping my schoop supplies. Next i went to the most exciting part of my shopping, that is buying my own wand.
After sometimes i arrive at the shop, the signboard on the door was peeling off, and says "Makers of Fine Wands Since 382 B.C." A tinkling bell rang somewhere in the depths of the shop as i step inside.
It is a small place. I looked at the thousands of narrow boxes stacked neatly up to the ceiling. Then i feel someone behind my back, i instantly know it was Mr. Oliviander.
"Good morning you some how look familiar. AH, of course Son of Ignis and Aurora, i remember the first day your parents buying their first wand."
I just nodded at his words. Suddenly Mr. Oliviander move closer to me. I just feel uneasy at his silvery eyes. Because of that i keep my guard up and active my Occlumency.
"Well now...Mr. Pevrell let me see." I mentally noted to my self that people doesn't know yet that i was Heir of Gryffindor except a fair few. "Which hand do you use." He pulled a long tape measure with silver markings out of his pocket.
"I'm ambidextrous sir." He seems surprised that i can use two hands, in the start it's true that i can only use my right hands, but grandpa train me so i can use both of my hands, so i can use wand and sword at the same times.
"Hold out your arms. That's it." Mr. Oliviander measured me from shoulder to finger, then wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit, and round his head. As he measured, he said. "Every Oliviander wand has a core of a powerful magical substance, Mr.Pevrell. I usually use unicorn hairs, phoenix tail feathers and the heartstrings of dragons. No two Oliviander wands are the same, just as no two unicorns, dragons or phoenixes are quite the same. And of course, you will never get such good result with another wizard wand."
"Please remember, Mr. Pevrell the wand choose the wizard!"
I just look bored because i already know all of this, the old man have some knowledge about Wandlore, even i can make my own wand, but the old man said i'm not experience enough to do that. Than i realize Mr. Oliviander disappeared into shelves full of box, and before i can relax, i saw Mr. Oliviander come out with a box.
"That will do." He said. "Right then, Mr. Pevrell Try this one. Vinewood and dragon heartstrings. 10 inches, Nice and flexible. Just take it and give it a wave."
I take the wand and wave it around a bit, before Mr. Oliviader snatched it. After that i tried one after another, but none of them was suited for me. At the time i was so bored and began thinking if i should make my own wand or no. But unlike me Mr. Oliviander become more happier.
"Like Mr.Potter, you're a picky customer, eh? but that doesn't matter, we will always find the best wand for the wizard!" Mr. Oliviander looked happy. But i'm very confused who is this Hardy Potter, why he was so famous, people said he defeated the dark lord, but even a kid will know if they read the whole story that the one that defeated the dark lord is not a baby, but a mother sacrifice, honestly wizard are so dumb.
"This is it!" Said Mr. Oliviander happily, and took out a blue wand, with a sky blue lines around it.
"11 inches, Acacia, The Tail Feather of the Thunderbird saved by Newt Scamender himself, This is the wand my friend made, he used to be a very famous wandmaker." Mr. Oliviander said.
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(If you're curious about the wand)
I took the wand, Then i felt a sudden warmth in my fingers. I raised the wand above my head, brought it swishing down through the dusty air and a stream of blue and white sparks shot from the end like a lightning.
"Oh, amazing! i don't think anyone can use the wand, it looks like the wand found the owner." Mr. Oliviander voice softened
"Sorry, sir you mean until now, no one can use this wand?" I asked curiously.
"Yes, it is well known fact that wands made from acacia wood were difficult to match a wizard. Acacia wands generally refused to produce magic for anyone but their owners, but conversely, seemed to with hold their full power from all but the most gifted wizards, and a wand with Thunderbird tail feather core, can feel danger and can make its own curse. Hopefully you can use it well, Mr. Pevrell."
I gripped my wand tightly, I did not expect to have such a cool wand.
After paying the wand i continue playing my music, and leave to Flourish & Blotts, to be honest i don't feel so excited, i mean i don't have to buy any book i just have to ask the old man he will answer me, but Professor said it is mandatory to have your school year books.
While searching for books and listening to the music, i accidentally bumped into someone.
"I'm sorry, i usually look where i'm walking." I said with a guilty tone, then i bent down to help the one i bumped, and pickup her or his? supplies. Then i finally see the one i bumped to.
