Simultaneous time travel: Am I the only normal person?

Saying goodbye to Old Tom, Luke followed Professor Snape to buy some essential items for young wizards to enter school.

Crucible, customized school uniforms, owls, and various teaching materials.

To be honest, some things were piled up in his house, but Professor Snape wanted to take him to Diagon Alley himself.

To deepen the relationship?

No, no, no, this is the unique world view of wizards.

It would be unreasonable not to take the children here in person.

Just like the original Lucius Malfoy, even though he is the patriarch of the Malfoy family, one of the twenty-eight pure-blood families.

During the opening season of Hogwarts every year, he would personally take his son Draco Malfoy to Diagon Alley for shopping.

On the one hand, you can socialize with other parents who have children in school, and on the other hand, you can deepen your relationship with your children. Why not do it.

Ollivander's Wand Shop, open the door.

Mr. Ollivander had just finished fitting a wand to another little wizard. He turned his head and saw Professor Snape pushing open the door.

"Oh, long time no see, Professor Snape. Time flies so fast. I still remember the first time you came here."

Here comes Mr. Ollivander’s classic line!

You bought XX from me, and I still remember that its core is XX. I think it must have been with you for a long time.

Luke deeply suspected that every time the old man sold out his wand, he would quietly record it into the memory ball, and then take it out to recall it after a while.

Just waiting to say this to the old little wizard's current regular customers decades later to show his professionalism.

But I have to say that Mr. Ollivander's words were really effective. At least even Snape's expression softened a lot.

Everyone has their youth, and everyone wants to go back to the past.

This inadvertent sentence, which seemed to be a fixed NPC, had a huge destructive effect on the middle-aged wizard who had been busy for half his life.

"Very useful, Mr. Ollivander, find him a wand."

After hearing this answer, Mr. Ollivander narrowed his eyes comfortably. The guest's praise was undoubtedly the greatest affirmation for him as a staff maker.

"Is this little Mr. Snape? Come here quickly and let's find the wand that suits you best!"

Mr. Ollivander waved.

Luke walked over, and Mr. Ollivander took a tape measure to measure his height, waist circumference, and arm circumference while asking:

"Mr. Snape, are you left-handed or right-handed?"

"Left hand."

"Let me think about it, where is it? I remember it should be here."

After asking the little guest about his intentions, Mr. Ollivander got into the narrow and compact shelves and rummaged through the boxes from time to time.

The place looked shabby, with thousands of long, narrow cardboard boxes containing wands stacked from floor to ceiling, and a thin layer of dust covering everything.

Luke watched with interest as Mr. Ollivander rummaged through the boxes, while Professor Snape waited silently beside him.

At this time, a timid voice sounded.

"Hello, I'm Neville Longbottom, can I be your friend?"

The volume became lower and lower, and the little fat man lowered his head, his face rosy.

He no longer had the courage to look up and face Luke's answer.

Behind Neville, an old woman looked up, Barton, reflecting the character of the Longbottom family!

And just when poor Mr. Longbottom was about to cry, a hand appeared in his field of vision.

Mr. Longbottom was stunned.

"No handshake, my friend?"

Neville looked up in disbelief, and what he saw was Luke's gentle smile.

"My name is Luke Snape, nice to meet you."

"Hey, Neville, I remember I taught you social etiquette!"

Grandma Neville's tone was serious, reminding Neville that her hand was still stretched out.

After hearing his grandmother's warning, the Gryffindor Sword Master reacted and hurriedly held Luke's hand with both hands.

"Hello"

Neville Longbottom stammered, looking nervous.

The last guest that Mr. Ollivander received was him. After choosing a wand, Neville, with the "encouragement" of his grandma, plucked up the courage to come over and introduce himself to Luke.

He had promised his grandma before that he would learn to change and be more courageous.

Today is the first day of his change.

"Come on little Snape, I think I'll find the right wand for you soon."

At this time, Mr. Ollivander was holding a pile of boxes and squeezed them out from the shelves covered with dust.

The wand chooses the wizard. This is a solemn choice that depends on fate but is also very serious.

"Neville, may I call you that?"

"Ah? Okay, okay"

"I need to pick out my wand, Neville, see you at school in a few days? I believe you are also a student at Hogwarts."

Luke laughed.

Mr. Longbottom nodded confusedly.

Well, okay, see you at school!

Seeing Longbottom's stunned look, Neville's grandmother couldn't stand it anymore and dragged her grandson back.

He's already going to choose a wand, so why are you holding his hand and joining in the fun?

Granny Neville gave Professor Snape an apologetic smile, and Snape nodded to her in a harmless manner.

Then, she scolded Neville angrily.

Neville's grandmother had recognized Professor Snape before, so she wanted to let her child go there to make him familiar with the face.

After all, the Longbottom family is also one of the 28 pure-blood families, and there is a great possibility that he will be sorted into Slytherin.

Although Neville's grandmother thinks that her grandson may be more suitable to stay in Hufflepuff.

But who knows, the Sorting Hat has existed for hundreds of years, and it has not done things that have been wrongly sorted. It has long been confused.

Neville lowered his head, his round face flushed, staring at the floor in a daze, nodding all the time, but no one knows what he is thinking.

I will always remember that day, the sun-like boy, became the most profound impression of him in my memory.

——From the legendary wizard "Two or Three Things About Neville Longbottom"

On the other side, Luke cooperated with the selection.

He did not show the treatment of the protagonist of the fan fiction who is compatible with all wands, or incompatible with all wands.

Luke is not a wand spirit, and has a special attack bonus to the wand.

This thing is about the compatibility of personality and heart.

The idealistic world is so unreasonable.

"Bang!"

Luke waved his hand, and a small hole was blown out of the ground.

"Not this one!"

"Crack!"

With another wave, the wand emitted a stream of light, which was blocked by Professor Snape.

"Not this one either, let me think about it, then let's try this one."

Mr. Ollivander did not feel discouraged, but looked quite excited.

A picky little wizard, very good, I like this kind of high-intensity choice.

After a while, after trying five or six wands and the floor of the shop was blown into potholes, Luke finally got the wand that suited him best.

"Wow!"

The wand rustled, and flowers appeared. It was this one!

Mr. Ollivander nodded with satisfaction.

Very good, he found another wand for a little wizard that can accompany him for life.

"Willow, Heartstring of the Fire Dragon, 13."

Quite a weird match.

Ollivander muttered inwardly.

I don't know which ancestor made the magic wand.

I will go back to my hometown tomorrow, and I will start saving and updating the day after tomorrow!

I am a newbie and I will update steadily. I beg for support from all my good brothers. I kowtow to you and ask for your collection, investment and recommendation votes!!!