《HP The Birth Of Darkness》Chapter 19
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It's already night in Diagon Alley
The Gringotts Bank door opens and a blond-haired boy comes out, Alexander
It seems that it will not be necessary to beg, Alexander thought as he walked through the alleys
In one of his pockets was a bag with some golden coins, Galleons
When I was finally able to enter the vault there were a little less than 100 galleons on a table.
Not too bad for my expenses, although the Gaunts' wealth is pitiful
The history books are not wrong when they say that a powerful and wealthy family like the Gaunts wasted everything
There is only one property left which is the old cabin where we lived and the money in the vault
Just to buy what I need in the first year I had to take out a little more than 10% of the money
I can not worry for a couple of years about the expenses with the money from the vault but I will have to think of ways to earn money in the future
Meanwhile, I take the time to buy the things I need
First I went to the bookstore where I ordered all the first-year study books and asked them to deliver them directly to the school, although I had to pay a little more for it.
Then I went to the tunic shop, an old lady a little fat but very kind and affectionate attended me,
She kept complaining and bothering me about how skinny I was, she even said she was going to file a complaint with the ministry against my family
I have to admit that the lady has a good heart
I bought a few black robes at that store
I decided not to buy any pets because I don't really have anyone to communicate with, my entire supposed family is dead or missing and I don't need to communicate with anyone
After taking a look at some stores and buying various things like a trunk to store things, a couple of pens and ink to write, among other things, I can say that I have almost everything I need to buy.
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Save the most important for last
Buy my magic wand
From what I have been able to understand, magic wands are a very complex art and there is great importance between the wand and the wizard
That is why it is very important what type of wand you use
Then I will spend my time without distractions to look at my magic wand
while asking for directions to the wand shop I arrived at that place
the store is called Ollivanders and they have an interesting slogan on their front door
"Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C."
It seems like a store with a lot of history, I wonder what wand I will find here
when he entered the store, I see a counter and many shelves with little boxes, wands I guess
the place is quite dark, don't need to call anyone because when I walked in the door there was a bell that rang when I pushed it
after a few moments, an older man arrived, with long hair and a thick beard, both white
when I saw him I had a strange feeling, but I couldn't identify it clearly
"Good morning young man, what do we have here today," said that man as he approached the counter and wiped his hands with a cloth
"What a surprise to have young Alexander Gaunt in my humble shop," said the man while smiling
I frowned as I replied "It is a pleasure to greet you sir, although I believe with certainty that you and I do not have the pleasure of meeting"
"Oh how clumsy of me, with age attributes are lost, among them the memory young friend, allow me to introduce myself, my name is Gervaise Ollivander of the prestigious Ollivander family, we pride ourselves on being the oldest family that continues to make wands," he said Gervaise smiling very proud
"Maybe some wizards with a bad memory do not remember you, but that is not my case, we discussed a lot about you with my son, you were a sensation in the magical world 10 years ago young man, not every day there is a sentence for murder to a 2-year-old pureblood wizard, much less as cruel as sending him to Azkaban "
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"But I remember you clearly, I have an intuition, a feeling for 10 years, something happened when I saw your photo in that newspaper."
"Over the years I have even had dreams about this and today when I finally see you I can confirm my suspicions, young Alexander"
"There is a wand that is waiting for you, it has been hinting at me for more than 10 years to leave my shop and enter your hand, a magical thing, do you not think, young Alexander?" said Gervaise
while Gervaise walked to another room he kept hearing his voice
"Throughout my family's history, many ancestors have been obsessed with creating powerful wands, they traveled to all corners of the world and faced unimaginable creatures to obtain ingredients and experiment in the creation of wands"
"All with a single goal in mind, to create magic wands powerful enough to be remembered in the history of the wizarding world"
While he kept talking he came back with a black box
and it was then when I saw his eyes again that I managed to understand what that feeling was that I had when I saw him
They are the eyes of a madman, a man who has been consumed by madness
"This wand was the result of one of those experiments, 5 years was the time that my ancestor spent trying to create this wand, he was obsessed with the fantasy of creating a wand that would rival the Elder Wand" as he spoke he did not take his eyes off of that black box
"Elderwood, and as a nucleus hairs from the tail of a thestral"
"Many wandmakers throughout history have tried to create a wand with the same Elder Wand materials, but none have been able, the stories say that to deal with thestral hairs you must master death"
"My ancestor said at the time of finishing this wand that this is the closest he could get to creating something similar to that wand, he did not meet the requirements to create something better, he did not think it was possible to create another elder wand, however, this wand defined it as the best work of his life, his greatest pride "
"He clearly indicated to his son that this wand could not be sold to the public, its true owner will reclaim it when the time is right, and that we would be the ones to guard it"
"It has passed through more than five generations in my family"
"It was a real shame that the creation process was lost forever, as my ancestor died peacefully in his bed while sleeping that very night."
"Today young Alexander this wand will become yours" while he finished speaking he gently opened the box
From the box, he took out a black wand, quite thick and with grooves in a circular way from the base to the end of it.
"a beautiful black color, about 10 inches in size" while Gervaise detailed the wand we were both mesmerized by its splendor
"Take it, today you will be recognized as it's true owner," He said as he handed it to me
While I thought carefully about everything I had just heard I decided to take the magic wand
When I grabbed her I had some strange sensations
I felt the magic wand attach to me as if it were a part of me
While I understood that feeling, I had a hunch, I felt that something was calling me
I started looking around me, when I'm turning around, I felt it, as if something was calling me
In that direction, there was something that called me
I tried to focus while looking somewhere in the distance
Then I could hear it
"we..."
"We wait..."
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