Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

How could she be chosen by a magic wand like that?

Acacia wood.

Well, there are few wizards who use this wood in their staffs. It is even rarer than elder.

Characteristic…

Ollivander shook his head secretly.

An innocent child, but fit for a cunning wand?

Wands made of acacia wood are very cunning and vicious, almost synonymous with dark magic - this is why Ollivander rarely makes them. Moreover, suitable materials are rare, and few wizards are "favored" by it.

They have a bad temper, almost as bad as Phoenix Feathers; their sensitivity and suspicion allow wizards who use them to manipulate magic power in an extremely delicate manner, but on the contrary, they will exclude most people who are not skilled enough; they completely refuse to allow people other than their masters to use them to cast spells, and they are also picky enough about their masters...

Anyway, this is the only one Ollivander has in stock.

A troublesome wand that is cunning, vicious, and good at performing dark magic, requiring the holder to have extraordinary talent.

Not to mention the core of the wand.

Dragon heart tendon.

A symbol of power and ambition.

Harry Potter…

Cunning and vicious?

Did I choose the wrong method?

The old man looked at the girl who was holding the wand box, lowering her head and showing a youthful smile.

Maybe something went wrong.

He should keep the holly wand. Maybe someday, little Harry will come to him to replace her wand when it doesn't work for her.

Ollivander thought.

Chapter106 White Stone Castle

Coming out of Ollivander's Wand Shop, the little girl held the wand box tightly in her arms, with a look of "I am very happy" written all over her face. She leaned close to Mori Yuesha's shoulder, stroking the rough box skin and whispering thanks.

My sister paid the money.

"Just a dozen Galleons." Mori Yuesha was satisfied after playing with the magic wand for a while. She was more used to using her fist to smash the enemy's face against these precious little chopsticks - besides, the spells of the Vishanti system did not require a magic wand, let alone the "Black Swan" that could easily send meteorites or hurricanes.

Mori Yuesha feels that wizards' spells are more suitable for dealing with small-scale incidents, and are more delicate and flexible.

"How about I teach you your first spell?"

Tiffany was very excited: "Harry Potter's guide! The first spell teacher! Will I be written into the history of magic in the future?" This Veela half-blood was not a particularly powerful wizard - Veela was considered to have a good status among half-bloods. Below her were half-blood giants and werewolves.

——Blood-cursed orcs do not participate in the arrangement.

"The natural magic of the Veela keeps us out of trouble, most of the time." Tiffany said, "So the spells are... no, simple basic spells are still okay?"

"Do you want to find a place?"

Harley looked at Mori Tsukisa.

"It's better to be clean and tidy." Nagini interrupted. The maid seemed worried about the living environment of these poor half-bloods: "My master is not used to sleeping in the dust."

"You are indeed a qualified servant." The young werewolf retorted: "You have learned to be mean very well."

"At least mean courtesy tells me not to put a guest in a room that's not as clean as a bench in the street."

The werewolf bared his teeth at her.

"Fine, come to my place." Doin sat on Zals's shoulder and grabbed the giant's hair with one hand: "Little Harry, you probably haven't lived in a house in the wizarding world yet? It's very interesting, you will definitely like it."

A house in the wizarding world?

"There are magic devices everywhere!" Manny bared his fangs and frightened her with a smile: "Talking mirrors, flickering flames, and floors that creak only at night!"

"Sister, let's go home." The little girl pushed her glasses and pretended to turn around.

"Manny!"

The werewolf shrugged, and glanced at Nagini with disdain, his eyebrows dancing: "Doin is the richest among us, maid, wait for your eyes to be opened."

She had placed an anti-Apparition spell at Doin's house, so they needed to use the Floo Network to leave the Leaky Cauldron.

"Floo?"

Another way of traveling that belongs only to wizards. It is more popular than Apparition.

"Not every wizard can master such advanced spells." Doin jumped off the big man, clapped his hands, ran to the counter and bought a large bowl of powdered stuff.

"Here, Floo powder. Very cheap, a few Sickles for a tablespoon."

The short goblin rubbed his hands together, grabbed a handful, and walked to the fireplace in the bar.

"Watch me do it, Harley, do the same thing."

Duo Yin warned Mori Yuesha and Nagini: "If you have experience, please help check Harley's route and don't let her fly to other places."

Mori Yuesha vowed: "Don't worry, I have flown here too many times."

Nagini: ...

I can guarantee with my tail that this was the first time she saw this thing, too.

"I'll go over and give you the permissions first. Listen carefully to what I say:"

"Whitestone Castle!"

boom!

Powder flew and green flames rose from under her feet, as if burning Duo Yin to ashes in an instant.

She disappeared into the fireplace.

…………

……

This is a joyful journey.

Harry found that the green flame was not hot, but warm.

The fire started burning from her feet, and the next moment, her consciousness was far away from the fireplace - she felt as if she was immersed in a bottomless sea, and the darkness gradually swallowed up the little light. Then, like a rewind, it receded like a tide, and the light appeared.

Open your eyes, another world.

Dora was waiting at the fireplace with her hands on her hips. Seeing Harry in a daze, she pulled her out of the fireplace.

"Don't be dazed. It's easy to bump into each other if you move this way. You don't really want to 'melt into one' with your sister, do you?"

Hearing this, Harley quickly moved a few steps to the side.

The next moment, the green flames rekindled, and the flying black hair filled the entire fireplace, followed by the eyes and the body.

The little rabbit jumped out.

It wasn't long before Nagini, Zales, Manny, and Tiffany all came in through the fireplace.

This is White Stone Castle, Doin's home.

"Are all fairies so rich?"

Harley pointed to the fireplace.

The fireplace at the Leaky Cauldron was dirty, and the soft bricks made it look like the whole wall would collapse if you touched it; the fireplace at Doyne’s was…

Golden?

A fireplace more than one meter tall was surrounded by a shiny golden fence, with strange, incomprehensible characters engraved on the outside; on the top was a symbol similar to a family crest, surrounded by a circle of rubies cut to the same size - even the Floo powder placed next to the fireplace was served in a golden cup.

Miss Doin...

Really rich?

"Not all of them." Doin led them into the house. The castle was bigger and better than they had imagined. It was not cold and damp, but filled with soft blankets and bright candlelight. "My mother used to be an accountant for a dark wizard."

So...an accountant shouldn't be able to afford such a big castle, right?

Harry glanced out as he passed the window.

Endless dense forests, azure lakes, and pavilions with pointed roofs painted with gold and silver. She had no idea where she was.

"To be specific..."

Duo Yin blinked: "My mother is very powerful..."

Harry still didn't understand.

"You will gradually understand goblins. I hope, um... I hope it's not from Doin." Manny straightened his collar and clothes that were messed up by the Floo Network. "They often 'miscalculate' some accounts - assuming that you suddenly lose your mind and hire some 'wild' accounting goblins who claim to be accurate, never make mistakes, safe and stable."

In five years... or ten years, after they disappear.

You will be surprised to find out.

I lost a lot of money.

And it is legally 'lost'.

"Isn't this just——"

"Oh, that's right. They call it 'management fee'." Manny glanced at Doin, who looked very proud, and added: "And they are proud to collect 'management fee'."

"This is tradition, Manny." Doin raised his head, the tip of his pointed nose shining in the candlelight: "If any of you need my help to sort out the accounts and keep the money, please leave it to me with confidence. For the sake of our friendship, I will cut the management fee in half."

Zales scratched his head: "Don't you know that we are all paupers?"

"Little Harley?" Doyne's eyes sparkled. She seemed to be the most enthusiastic at this moment after a whole night?

Harry took a step back and hid behind Nagini: "I, I don't have any money..."

"Okay...when you have it...you can come to me. It's safer here than Gringotts."

I mean, why not put it in Gringotts?

"Gringotts? The storage fee there is even higher! Besides, you don't know how much 'reasonable' expenses those goblins can add to your expenses with just a flick of their pen—" Duo Yin jumped up and down and screamed, "I have a much better conscience than them!"

Nagini thinks that her "conscience" is the same as the "kindness" that Mori Yuesa always talks about.

They are all 'elastic'.

Why are all creatures called "fairies" so greedy for money?

The smaller the body, the greedier it is.

Chapter107 The meaning of travel

The White Stone Castle is very interesting. There is not a single white stone to be seen here. The castle is gray on the outside and green on the inside. I wonder if all fairies are like this, taking out a yellow handkerchief to tell you that it is purple.

Starting from the main entrance, the dark brown wooden floor is polished to a shine, and against the wall is a huge dark green velvet sofa - the largest on the market - and opposite to it is a round glass coffee table.

The four walls were all painted green... or some kind of paint that was unique to fairies. The pattern was irregular, and every section of the wall was hung with lifelike paintings.

Harry Potter walked in and took a closer look. They were all goblins that looked the same but were dressed differently.

Maybe it's Miss Doin's elder?

The little girl was staring at the wall in thought, but the fairy in the painting blinked her eyes - she moved and began to look at the little girl in front of her.

"Oh? There are guests coming? Let me see, which family are you from..."

The goblin in the painting had a bunch of gray hair like a bird's nest. He smacked his lips, and suddenly made a "Pooh" sound and screamed: "Hey! It turns out to be a wizard! Pooh - it's really disgusting -"

"grandmother!"

Doin grabbed Harley and dragged her away, "This is my guest!"

"You always invite these things that are worse than maggots into your home..." The female fairy in the painting bowed in the direction of Nagini, and whispered with the fairies in the surrounding paintings. After a while, she ran into another painting.