Chapter 3: A very unique wand
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“Yes Mr. Potter?” answered Mr. Ollivander who came out of nowhere.
“I need a wand for—“ Sev stopped because Mr. Ollivander spoke.
“Ms. Alexandria, I’ve been waiting to see you.” Mr. Ollivander said while walking towards to the dusty wand boxes.
“Sorry? It’s my first time here in Diagon Alley and I believe this is our first time to meet each other… Unless you went to the manor and talked to my uncle before.” She replied.
“I know your mother.” Mr. Ollivander explained.
“My, mom?! You know her?” she asked.
“Yes, Annabeth Ella Alexandria née Lestrange.” answered Mr. Ollivander.
“Well, try this wand first” commanded Mr. Ollivander while giving the wand.
“How?” asked Violet.
“Just give it a wave.” replied Severus.
“Okay…” she said.
She flicked the wand, and it hit a lot of wand boxes.
“I thought so, but maybe the wand that your mother asked me to make personally would work…”spoke Mr. Ollivander.
Violet looked at him with a questioning look.
Mr. Ollivander entered the backroom to get something and he returned to them.
“Here you go.” said Mr. Ollivander while giving a box to Violet.
“What is it??” asked Violet.
“Why don’t you go and find out??” said Mr. Ollivander while smiling at Violet.
She opened it very carefully then she saw a very old wand with a snake handle.
“This is what my mother asked you??” asked Violet who was a little bit shocked.
“Don’t judge it yet. Try it first.” persuaded Mr. Ollivander.
Violet touched it and a purple mist surrounded her, the wood coating of the wand broke to pieces like an eggshell. It turned into an amethyst-like crystal wand.
“Wow! How did that happened??” she was shocked.
“I’ve never seen a wand like that before.” said Severus.
“It came from the wand of your grandfather which is from the feather of a phoenix. It’s a very powerful wand, it’s not only good for spells, charms, and transfiguration but it has a special characteristic which is still unknown.” explained Mr. Ollivander.
“Like mine?” asked Severus.
“Yes, Mr. Potter… Like yours but yours was from your father.” answered Mr. Ollivander.
“Wait… My grandfather? You know him Mr. Ollivander? None of my relatives talked about him, and they never told me anything about him.” asked Violet because she was very shocked.
“No, but your mother told me that it was from your grandfather.” Mr. Ollivander answered a little uneasy.
“Oh? Okay. I was just a little curious about him.” Violet said.
“Violet it’s nearly dark, we better go. Your uncle is probably looking for you.” reminded Severus.
“Yeah, well goodbye Mr. Ollivander.” said Violet while walking towards the door.
“Take care Ms. Alexandria.” said Mr. Ollivander.
They left the Ollivander’s Wand shop and went to Fortescue’s Ice cream parlor. They ate there, talked, and waited for several hours for Alexandria’s uncle.
“I think you’re uncle’s not coming, so what are you gonna do?” asked Severus.
While they’re talking, someone approached them it was an old friend of Albus.
“Hi Al!” she said.
“Oh! Beatrice, what are you doing here?” Albus remembered the girl, it was the girl she grew up with in the Godric’s Hollow.