2 Diagon Alley

Diagon Alley

The trip to the Diagon alley was interesting, well except the apparation part. After entering the Diagon Alley, Their first stop was a shop called Flourish and Blotts. It was one of the most popular book stores in the British wizarding world. Nearly everyone brought their Hogwarts books from this store. From there they brought second-hand first-year books, As the funds provided by the school was limited. The bookstore was filled with magical books, If it were up to Blair he would buy the entire bookstore.

After leaving the book store the Professors led him down the street, There they bought him his Potion supplies, and other necessary things.

"hmm, the last thing on the list is a wand." Professor McGonagall mumbled to herself as she led him near a narrow, shabby shop. 'Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C'. was printed in gold letters on the old shabby door of the shop.

"Well Mister Blair you should go and get yourself a wand, I have some things to take care of, I will meet you right here in 15 minutes" After saying that, she went towards an imposing snow-white Marble Building.

'At Least I know she will be back in 15 minutes' Blair gave a sigh before entering the shop.

As soon as he entered the shop a bell rang from god knows where and suddenly he heard a soft voice from behind

"Good afternoon"

Surprised by the sudden sound from behind, Blair stumbled a little bit But managed to stabilize himself with support of the desk in front of him. The desk was acting like a blockade between himself and the shelves filled with long rectangular boxes. He turned towards the soft voice just to see an ancient-looking old man standing, his wide pale eyes looking at him intensely.

"Hello, I would like to buy a wand," He said while looking at the pale blue-eyed old man. The old man looked at him for a while and then went straight for the shelves behind the desk without saying a word. Confused Blair just stood there observing the shop. After 2 or 3 minutes he returned with 10 to 20 long rectangular boxes floating behind him and handed him a plain brown wand, with this, the demolition of the shop began.

"try this one" red sparks began to fly everywhere.

"no try this" the wand boxes began to shoot out like bullets from the shelves.

"how about this.....No definitely not this one"

After 20 to 30 tries. Ollivander took out a black wand with spiral design all over it. Blair felt a connection between him and the wand, it was as if this wand was destined to be his.

"Blackthorn and Dragon Heartstring. thirteen inches. A very powerful wand, One can do wonders with it, Especially with curses " Ollivander said while handing over the wand to him. As soon as the wand made contact with his hand he felt a warm sensation flowing throughout his body. It was as if a missing piece of his soul reunited with him. Red Sparks began to form at the tip of the wand.

"ahh there you go, 7 gallons for the wand"

Before Blair could reply, A hand came from his right side and placed 7 gallons on the desk in front of him.

"Thank you Mister Ollivander" It was Professor McGonagall who was looking a little bit impatient.

"Ahh Minerva, 9½ inches long, fir, dragon heartstring, wasn't it?" Ollivander said in a casual tone while looking at the Scottish witch.

"Right as always Mister Ollivander, Now if you can excuse us, we will be on our way "she turned around and went for the exit without saying another word, Blair followed her lead.

"Take good care of that wand Mister Bradley," said Ollivander calmly while putting the wands back to their respective boxes.

"I will Mister Ollivander"

After that Professor dropped him to the Orphanage and left without saying a word.

In the middle of the night, In his room, Blair who was laying on his bed suddenly opened his eyes

"Wait, How did he know my name"