Ch06

The next morning I woke up excited as a person can be without having a seizure from all the blood flow... Changing my clothes to a somewhat fancy robe in Black color...

ugh, the fashion here is going to kill me, well I like old-style clothes like the peak blinders kind of suites but am not a fan of robs so my first project is to draw and order a customized suit to be made for me... And maybe start a clothing store while I am at it.....

Then I walked down to the dining room to find a table filled with classic British breakfast... As they call it here in England, a full breakfast...

that typically includes bacon, sausages, eggs, black pudding, baked beans, tomatoes, mushrooms, toast, and a beverage such as coffee or tea.

Well, I have no complaints about my British cousin so after I filled my stomach; I brushed my teeth( kids always brush your teeth after eating )...

I called for sunny as I think she went to accompany me in my shopping for the first year of Hogwarts...

As we walked to the fireplace, we saw it blazing with fire as my father came into view...

I was puzzled as to why he returned so I asked, " good morning father, did you forget something in the house"

He looked at me somewhat coldly " do I have to forget something to return to my house and even if I forget something, I will have sunny bring it to me "

My lips twitched as I held myself from saying something I will regret later than I just apologized sheepishly like any 11 kids my age would do...

He frowned at my acts of childishness and spoke" sunny you stay home today, I will go with Marcus to buy his Hogwarts stuff "

I almost got touched by his words, ohh what a loving father I have, at least he finally remembered that he has a son ... Who I am kidding right... I almost cursed him at that moment to his face ... The man is going to ruin the memory of getting my first wand.....

I smiled like I was the happiest kid in magical Britain" yes, thank you, father "

The men frowned again, then gestured as to follow him...

What greeted us on the other side is the same old and dirty interior of the leaky cauldron pub but the wizards inside frowned and murmured some nasty words as they saw the father walking forward... Huh, I guess you're not very well-liked my dear father...

I draw some distance as I walked behind him, but some noticed the similarities between us... As a father and a son...

As we left toward Diagon ally, my father turned and gestured to me " let be efficient as we can be, you go get the books, the robs, and the wand and I will get everything else "

I nodded as I was eager to get rid of him " okay" and followed him toward the wizarding bank of Gringotts, the second most secure place in Britain.....

The centuries-old bank is run by goblins, and they alone know the secrets of the twisting underground passages and the enchantments (and creatures!) in place to defend against any intruders...

As we neared the marvelous white building, a set of white stairs that lead up to a set of burnished bronze doors greeted me. The doors were flanked by a goblin in a uniform of scarlet and gold... Then I saw the famous lines that were engraved on its silver doors.

.Enter, stranger, but take heed

Of what awaits the sin of greed,

For those who take, but do not earn,

Must pay most dearly in their turn.

So if you seek beneath our floors,

A treasure that was never yours.

Thief, you have been warned, beware

Of finding more than treasure there

And Though these doors – again, flanked by goblins – is a vast marble hall with, by estimation, a hundred or more goblins sitting at counters. Doing different jobs...

As we walked to a specific Goblin that is short and dark-skinned by name of Egnor... A very creative name indeed...

My father took his keys and followed the said goblin as I waited in the main hall.....

It came as a perfect opportunity to put use the power of my divination to procure some money so I searched for the only goblin I know in the harry potter series Griphook... Why the hell do I remember a goblin name when I forget some other important information...

As I reached the said goblin desk I greeted " hello to you oh mighty goblin"

Griphook raised his head and matched my gaze " what do you go, human wizard "

My lips twitched as my smile widened" well Mr goblin I heard that you accept raw silver and gold "

The goblin nasty sneer froze as his eyes started glittering" For a fee, Mr, for a certain fee. Where would you find a ton of silver, I wonder?"

"I was speaking hypothetically, "I said. For now, at any rate. "So... how much would you charge in fees, as a fraction of the whole weight?"

"That depends on the weight of the metal you give " griphook gaze seemed to burn at the prospect of getting pure gold

"Okay, Mr goblin I will return later as to continue the deal," I spoke softly as I turned to exit the main hall

Griphook stood up from his desk as he stopped me " what the name of our esteemed wizard "

I turned my head and smiled " in our next meeting you shall know, griphook"...

Griphook shook his head as he felt a small fortune escape from his grasp, then sat down again to continue his work...

I met my father again as he gave me a pouch filled with gallons to spend on my shopping spree " don't buy stupid childish things, you hear me " I almost rolled my eyes...

Madam Malkin's is the second of the robe shops on Diagon Alley, and it's also the most popular. This is the place where students get their uniforms for Hogwarts and it's also where wizards and witches shop for other things such as dress robes and traveling cloaks.

Madam Malkin was a bustling old woman who didn't say a word and just gestured for him to came forward, Madam Malkin got out a set of animated, writhing bits of cloth that seemed to serve as tape measures and set to work examining the medium of her art.

As I was getting measured for my robe I suddenly remembered a quite funny scene I read on one particular fanfiction called harry potter and the methods of rationality

ah, the scene where Harry was being fitted in this very place for his Hogwarts rob... Oh, men, it's funny just the idea of Draco Malfoy saying in front of his father that he wanted to be sorted into Gryffindor was too much .... By the way, why I am remembering stupid and unimportant knowledge....

Then I visited Flourish and Blotts and got all my books.....

If there's one shop that's the most mysterious and essential in all of Diagon Alley, it's Ollivander's. This is where wizards and witches get their wands, and without a wand, it's hard to do any magic at all.

And so I pushed the doors to Ollivander's and entered I noticed a cramped room filled with stacked boxes on multiple shelves and the only open area on the front.....

And there he is appearing like a freaking ghost. As I turned I saw An old man was standing before me, his wide, pale eyes shining like moons through the gloom of the shop...

"Good afternoon." The soft greeting came from the men

I nodded to the men as I said " good afternoon, and to which may I say, how did you get behind me "

Ollivander responded cheerfully " yes, you may as it was just a simple apparition, and before you ask why, it just a simple ceremony I have to greet little kids " .... There was something about the man and his silvery eyes that was decidedly off-putting ... I just hope he is not a pedophile or something...

"Ah, yes. I never thought I'd be seeing another yaxely this year... " The man continued, heedless of the discomfort.

I just surpassed a smile and nodded...

"Well then, Mr. Yaxely, let us find your wand," Ollivander said, handing him a wand. "Try this one. Beechwood and dragon heartstring. Nine inches. Nice and flexible. Give it a wave."

As I waved it, some boxes started falling and. Chaos ensued, .....

"No, I don't think so." Ollivander said as he snatched the wand away, his eyes suddenly calculating" "Try this one, Mr. Yaxely, Maple and phoenix feather..."

more wands came and went, producing varying results but no wand accepted me according to Mr. Ollivander... Unicorn core and laurel wood, dragon core and sycamore wood, phoenix core and sycamore wood, Unicorn core and alder wood, Unicorn core and vine wood.....

That was until he took one white beautiful box.

" this one of my finest wands Mr yaxely " Ollivander stroked the box with his finger and said" Elder wood with a unicorn hair core, 14 ½" and unyielding flexibility, try it "

As he took it from the box, I saw an exquisite white wand decorated with some silver lines in its handle as I touched it with my hands I felt every fiber of my body rejoicing as a multicolored stream of ligcomingame from the wand as to share me my delight.....

".Congratulations on your first wand Mr yaxely" Ollivander squinted his eyes at me, " I think we can expect great things from you, and that will be 7gallons"