Two Worlds: I studied abroad at Hogwarts

Chapter 6: Second-hand ones are also very fragrant
Madam Malkin's advice is really great!
Moon had never thought of buying secondhand items for school before today.

In Xilin Town, everyone wears their clothes for a long time until they are torn, and then they are altered and given to the children at home.

But it seems to be very different in the UK. There are not only special second-hand robe shops, but also second-hand bookstores and thrift stores.
Seeing that there were many people in every second-hand store, Moon felt that he could spend less money, and at the same time, he also felt that wizards were not so superior after all.

For only 9 gold galleons, Moon bought all the clothes, including robes, pointed hats, gloves, and cloaks.

He also paid 10 silver coins to have the owner help him change the size.

Seeing that the shop owner's wife had the same figure as Mrs. Mokin, Moon looked at her curiously.

"Don't look, child, we are sisters."

Moon was not angry that Madam Mokin recommended her family's store. He now liked buying second-hand items.

At the second-hand bookstore next door, Moon bought all the textbooks and some necessary parchment, ink, and quill pens for 5 gold galleons.

Watching Moon coming back with a pile of books, the lady from the second-hand robe shop also packed her clothes.

"Child, you can go to the second-hand shop and buy a suitcase first. By the way, you can also buy crucibles and brass scales for making potions there. The owner is very nice, but you must remember to buy your wand from Ollivander's."

Moon is good at taking advice, but the price must still be negotiated.

In the end, he spent a total of 47 gold galleons to get all the school necessities except the wand, including a second-hand suitcase.

Although the suitcase was second-hand, Moon spent a long time selecting it.

The fat shop owner said that this suitcase not only reduces weight, but also expands space. Even if all the luggage for school is put in, there will still be half space left.

Carrying a suitcase that weighed almost as much as a dozen wooden sculptures, Moon once again felt the wonder of magic.

"Olivanders: Crafting Fine Wands Since 382 BC."

This should be the oldest shop Moon has seen today.

The store doesn't look big from the outside, but it's very quiet inside.

There was only an old white-haired wizard examining a wand.

Looking at the thousands of long boxes densely packed behind the old wizard, Moon knew why the owner of the second-hand robe shop persuaded him to come here.

There were more wands here than hazelnut trees in the hazelnut forest he watched over.

"Good afternoon, are you here to buy a wand? I have to say, you're quite late, kid."

Seeing Moon nod, Ollivander took the ruler and walked over.

"You usually use your right hand, right?"

"Yes."

The silver-marked tape measure measured Moon from shoulder to fingertips, then wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit, and finally the circumference of his head.

As Moon measured his arm, he noticed Ollivander frowning at his scarred hand.

After measuring, Ollivander pulled out three long boxes directly from the wand wall.

"Try these first."

Fir Tree

"Acacia."

"Grapevine wood."

When he tried the seventh one, the wand in Moon's hand finally responded.

He just waved his staff lightly, and streaks of golden stars emerged from the tip of the staff. Then, several long boxes on the wall began to jump.

"Oh, there, sir!"

Ollivander snatched the wand away and put it back into the box.

"Twelve inches, made of willow, with a core of unicorn tail hair. I'd like to know the wizard who chose the wand. May I ask your name?"

If it weren't for Professor McGonagall and the owner of the second-hand robe shop recommending this place, Moon would have suspected the white-haired old man in front of him was a fraud. Moon thought it was a bit too far-fetched to say that the wand had chosen him as its master with just a few waves of its wand.

"Moon Scarlett, Mr. Ollivander, why did this wand choose me?"

"Good question, sir. A wand core made of unicorn hair is more likely to faithfully reflect the essence of magic and will not be interfered with by other magic.

Willow is an extremely rare wand wood with extraordinary healing powers, very suitable for casting advanced silent spells, and it is usually chosen by wizards with great potential."

Moon didn't know whether what Ollivander said was true or not, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Ollivander seemed to have noticed it as well. He stared into Moon's eyes quietly and spoke again.

"Of course, for you, sir, those who use willow wands often have very far-reaching journeys."

Sure enough, a wand shop that has been able to stand for more than two thousand years has real capital.

Moon didn't know whether the other party could really see something, or whether the wand could tell the other party some secrets.

Coming here from Xilin, Moon must have traveled farther than most people.

There was no bargaining this time. Moon paid seven gold Galleons and took the wand box wrapped in brown paper.

It was already afternoon when he left Ollivander's Wand Shop. Looking at the clock hanging on a shop, Moon knew that he had not eaten for more than ten hours.

After buying everything, the excitement of my first trip to the magical world could no longer suppress the rising hunger.

At a cold drink shop called "Florin", Moon bought wizard desserts, two pieces of cauldron cakes and a cup of special ice cream.

This was Moon's reward to himself because he saved himself a lot of money today.

Finally, I bought food for Bongbong at a magical animal store.

He now had 52 gold galleons left, and 50 pence.

As it grew darker and some shops planned to close, Moon followed the crowd out of Diagon Alley.

Hiding in the crowd was the safest way he chose to leave.

After returning to the bridge tunnel, Moon handed a box of unknown dried insects to Bongbong, and then couldn't wait to open the textbook and start reading.

"唧~"

"I bought it especially for you. It must be delicious."

After glancing at Bengbeng who was eating a mouthful of dried insects and waving his magic wand toy, Moon started reading "Standard Spells, Elementary" under the light of the street lamp.

Today he had seen many wizards waving their wands and chanting spells, and then magical things happened, which made him very envious.

Moon took out his own mysterious willow wand, waved it, and then stammered out a spell.

Nothing happened.

On September 9st, the weather was still sunny.

Although the train ticket was at 11 o'clock and the bridge tunnel where Moon lived was very close to King's Cross Station, he still got up very early.

He took the only remaining knight sculpture to the zoo's staff cafeteria to thank the chef who had taken care of him for two months.

At the base of the sculpture, Moon inscribed the portly chef's name.

"To Uncle Gaia"

"Look! Amy, this is so beautiful. I want to keep it."

The fat chef showed off the wooden sculpture in his hand to his colleagues, then turned to look at Moon.

"Kid, I thought you wouldn't mind a nice steak from Scotland."

Moon ate his first steak in his life, marking the end of his small bond with this place over the past three months.

He didn't know when he would come back, so he didn't want to leave any regrets here.

　Ask for the follow-up reading, monthly ticket and recommendation ticket from the little wizard
　　
　
(End of this chapter)