Getting To Know Hermione

Ollivander was touched by what Braun had said. His expression also turned serious.

"Okay, since you've already made up your mind, I won't say anything more. If your grandmother is here, she must be pleased for you, too. I believe you will become a great wizard in the future! Just like the owners of other cold pine wands, they have extraordinary endurance and strong willpower."

"Thank you!" Braun looked seriously into the other's eyes and said, At the same time, he didn't forget to hand over seven galleons. This was the price of the wand.

Ollivander threw it into his drawer indifferently. He turned his gaze to the little girl on the other side. The youngest daughter wasn't tall and had long, thick flaxen hair. Her delicate face was dotted with a few naughty freckles. At the moment, she was looking at him curiously.

Ollivander pushed his glasses up and asked, "Little girl, I don't seem to have seen you... Are you a new Muggle?"

He stated his conjecture. The little girl didn't appear evasive like her parents. Instead, she walked out confidently.

"Yes, my name is Hermione Granger. This is my family! Is it so complicated to choose a wand, old man?"

When Braun picked out his wand just now, they waited for more than half an hour. Braun on the side was also a little surprised. Unexpectedly, the little girl in front of him turned out to be Hermione, from the protagonist group.

"It looks like this should be a movie version!"

Looking at each other's extremely delicate appearance, even Braun couldn't help feeling a little surprised. But looking at her parents again, it became clearer.

"Of course not, Miss Granger!" Ollivander laughed. "Every wizard is different, and every wand is different. You can always meet more picky wizards."

Hermione nodded confusedly. "Well, I hope I'm a less picky wizard; otherwise, I won't have time to buy other things later."

Ollivander was also amused by the other party's words. He took out his tape measure and squares. "Which hand do you use, Miss Granger?"

"Right hand!" Hermione replied.

As Hermione exclaimed, the tape measure and square flew around her wrist and began to measure, recording the data before leaving.

"Sir, what is the purpose of measuring these data?" Hermione asked curiously. She was held back apologetically by Mr. Granger, thinking this was a secret.

"It's no secret," Ollivander said. "The purpose is simply to calculate the length of your palm, so we can determine the wand that suits you and narrow down the selection."

Braun on the side also nodded, understanding this for the first time. Hermione took much less time, and after trying the second wand, she found the right one.

"Wand of vinewood, fourteen inches, soft, with a core of dragon's tendon. The vinewood wand is considered by the wizards of the natural school to have a unique nature. Although less common, their owners are always witches and wizards with greater ambitions. I've found them to be more acute than any other wood at spotting a potential partner in an instant. It looks like you're going to be a great wizard in the future!"

"Thank you, sir!" Hermione smiled sweetly.

On the contrary, Braun on the side found this a little strange. Is Ollivander a fortune-teller? How can a wizard always praise the other party for becoming a great wizard in the future? Or is it purely polite? He didn't mention it himself. Hermione's future would lead her to become the Minister of Magic. There was nothing wrong with saying she would be a great wizard.

"Braun! You take this classmate of yours to buy those necessities. As Muggles, it is still very troublesome for them to find those shops."

Looking at the pound in his hand, Ollivander said it curiously. Looking at the somewhat embarrassed Granger couple, Braun suddenly understood that she had forgotten to change galleons!

It's not known how they got the wand in the first place. "Well, sir, I happen to need to go to Gringotts too." While speaking, he took out seven galleons and handed them to the other party.

"Okay, let's go." Ollivander waved his hand. He started experimenting with wands again for a young wizard who had just arrived. Compared to Hermione, this little wizard chose a wand faster.

"Very well! Elm wand! I believe you will become a great wizard in the future."

Braun rolled his eyes as he walked to the door. Really! This old guy is casting a wide net! I thought the other party could see a wizard's future through the wand!

"Forehead..." Mr. Granger wanted to say something, but he did not know the situation with Braun. On the contrary, Hermione was very clever and said what she wanted to say to her father.

"Braun? We'll return the money to you later. It's the kind of gold coin called a galleon."

"You know my name?" Braun was a little surprised. But then he introduced himself very politely. "I'm Braun Rowle. You can call me Braun."

"Hermione Granger!" Hermione said it generously. The two shook hands. The atmosphere was much better than before.

"Don't you have a teacher to lead the team? I remember Muggle families would have Hogwarts teachers come and take you to Diagon Alley."