Inside the shop, Coven looked very cautious. When he was observing the items in the shop, his eyes revealed a curious expression. He wanted to touch them, but he didn't dare to act rashly.
Then, he turned to look outside the shop and looked at the wizard who had all kinds of expressions. Coven revealed a longing and helpless expression.
...
Just as Coven turned his head to look outside the shop, Professor McGonagall and the male adept who were outside the window, simultaneously withdrew their gazes from the shop.
At this time, Ollivander's voice sounded again out of thin air. "So, has the Ministry of Magic confirmed the child's condition?"
"Yes, Mr. Ollivander." The male wizard responded, "About the child, this is the end of our investigation."
"Professor McGonagall?" Ollivander asked.
"The academy's observation of that child has come to an end." Professor McGonagall nodded slightly. "After school starts, I will observe the child for a period of time to see if there are any side effects or hidden dangers left in the child's body."
"Alright." Ollivander's voice rang out, "Please forgive me for my lack of manners. I will confirm again. That child was sure that it wasn't someone who deliberately arranged to come to my side, right?"
"The Ministry of Magic can confirm it." The male adept said solemnly, "We can confirm that there is no control magic spell on that child."
"Thank you very much." Ollivander said, "In that case, I will also follow the contract between me and the Ministry of Magic and bear all the issues of the child's wealth during school."
"Mr. Ollivander?" Professor McGonagall interrupted in surprise. "I thought the relationship between you and the child was adopted, not compensation you expressed?"
"No, no, Professor McGonagall." Ollivander said, "Don't believe the nonsense in the newspaper."
"Indeed." The male wizard explained to Professor McGonagall, "The contract between the department and Mr. Ollivander is to bear all the reasonable expenses of the child during school, not an adoption contract."
"So that's how it is." Professor McGonagall nodded slightly.
"After all, he is the second child who survived the 'death curse'. It is normal for the newspapers to exaggerate it." Ollivander's tone was a little unhappy. "All along the way, everyone wants to get some luck from that child. It seems that in this way, they can escape from the death curse in the future. Even Old Tom of the bar is so attentive that it seems like a different person."
"Mr. Ollivander." Professor McGonagall frowned slightly and turned to look at the empty space. "I know you just suffered a troublesome incident, but can you restrain your emotions a little?"
"Ah, sorry, I was rude, Professor McGonagall."
"No, this is normal. No matter who it is, they will lose their balance if they suddenly encounter such an accident like you." Professor McGonagall said slowly, "But we need to consider that child. Compared to you, Mr. Ollivander, that child has suffered more. After all, at his age..."
"I apologize again, Professor McGonagall." Ollivander sounded a little regretful. "I'll pay more attention to this."
"Then I'll have to trouble you first." Professor McGonagall said, "When school starts on September 1st, I will continue to enlighten that child in school."
"Thank you for your trouble, Professor McGonagall," Ollivander replied.
"Then..." The male adept said, "The consensus between the three of us is over. I will submit the results to the department."
Professor McGonagall nodded slightly and looked at the deserted area. "Then, Mr. Ollivander, do you still want to continue observing with the 'Disillusionment Charm*'? I still have several new home visits to deal with."
[*TL Note: The Disillusionment Charm (incantation unknown) was a charm that disguised a target as its surroundings, not by making it invisible, but by making it take on the exact color and texture of its environment, effectively turning it into a chameleon.]
"Well... no."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ollivander's figure suddenly appeared out of thin air from an angle that could not be seen from the inside of the wand shop.
"Then, Professor McGonagall, Mr. Ollivander." The male wizard nodded slightly at the two of them, "I'll go back to the department first.
If we need to communicate again in the future, you can come to the department to find me or write a letter.
As Ollivander and Professor McGonagall nodded at the same time, the male wizard turned around and blended into the crowd.
"I'm leaving too," Professor McGonagall said to Ollivander.
"Let's go together." Ollivander said with a smile.
"What?"
"I was a little inconsiderate before." Ollivander explained, "That child probably hasn't eaten for two days. He probably only drank a little magic potion during this period. I need to prepare some food for him first."
"God." Professor McGonagall was surprised at first, then immediately turned to look at Coven in the store with pity. "He never said he was hungry?"
Seeing Ollivander shake his head with a bitter smile, Professor McGonagall sighed, "What a sensible child."
"Let's go, let's go to Leaky Cauldron." Professor McGonagall urged, "Hurry up and prepare some food for the child. It's best if it can be prepared as soon as possible. Also, be careful not to let him eat when he is hungry. That will hurt his stomach..."
The warning went away, mixed with Ollivander's response...
.....
In the wand shop, Coven knew nothing about the conversation happening outside the window, and he still maintained his character.
Although because of the physical skills master, he seemed to vaguely feel that there were gazes on him from time to time, Coven did not care. Perhaps the people in the alley occasionally saw him in the shop.
After an unknown period of time, there was no clock in the shop. Coven, who was maintaining his acting, felt a little bored.
Speaking of which, didn't Ollivander say that the business of the wand shop should be very good at this time?
Why was there no customer who came to buy the wand after such a long time?
Just at this moment, three figures covered the light of the shop. With a jingle bell sound, the door of the shop was pushed open, and a couple led a child in his teens into the shop.
"Wow! Mom, Dad, look! There are so many wands here!" As soon as the little boy entered the shop, his eyes did not fall on Coven, who was a living person. Instead, his face was full of excitement, and his eyes looked excitedly at the wand box in the shop.
"James, be polite." The wife of the family of three said, smiling as she taught the child, "Don't make noise in a noisy place. You have to keep quiet in a quiet place."
Unfortunately, the child's attention was focused on the magic wand boxes. His mother's words were probably heard from his left ear and right ear.
"Child, are you also here to buy magic wands?" The man in the family of three asked Coven softly.
"No, that..." Coven stood up with a stiff face and stammered, "Mr. Ollivander, he, he went out and will come back later. I will help him look after the shop. Mr. Ollivander said that you can wait for a while, or first..."
The door opened again and Ollivander walked in at the right time...