Rubik’s Cube of Heavens Chapter 13: Cultural people

Resisting the discomfort of a little bit of cleanliness, Kewen followed Ollivander all the way to the bar, but Ollivander obviously did not intend to sit down and stay, but just like he has been since he came out of the hospital. As they were doing, they introduced Kewen's identity to the bar owner.

"Oh~ Welcome to our lucky Mr. Quinn." After listening to Ollivander's introduction, the bar owner immediately stood on tiptoes from behind the bar, crossed the bar with his upper body, and stretched out his hand in front of Kewen, very enthusiastically. Said: "My name is Tom, you can call me old Tom if you want."

"You, hello, Mr. Tom." Kewen did not obediently call the other party old Tom. His main task now is to get a first person for himself, such as being well-behaved, polite, cowardly or something. After all, he was not ready for this strange yet familiar world.

"What a polite little gentleman." Boss Tom still smiled warmly, and shook the little hand that Kewen held out.

"Sorry Tom." Ollivander saw that the two had already known each other, so he interjected: "There are still a lot of things to do today. Next time I have free time, I will come to you for a drink." /

"Of course." Boss Tom nodded happily and smiled at Ollivander: "Just in time, we have been researching to add a new dish in the past few days. I hope we are ready when you come next time." /

"I'm very happy to taste it." Ollivander responded with a smile: "I hope it is as delicious as the roast suckling pig in your store."

"You won't be disappointed." Boss Tom turned around and walked towards the entrance and exit of the bar, and said at the same time, "I'll take the two of you to the back alley."

"No no, don't be so rude to Tom." Ollivander waved his hand: "I'll just take him there myself."

"Well... that's fine." Boss Tom pondered for a moment, smiled and agreed, then looked at Kewen and said, "Then welcome Mr. Quinn next time as well."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Tom." Kewen quickly straightened his upper body and responded with a restrained expression.

"Let's go."

Ollivander reached out and patted Cowan on the shoulder, pointing the other finger in the direction of the back door. But before taking a step, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at a newspaper on the bar...

Following Ollivander's guidance, the two passed through the back door of the bar and finally stood in front of a gray brick wall.

"Pay attention here." Ollivander took out his wand with his right hand and pointed under the brick wall with his left hand and said, "Remember the location of this trash can."

"Okay sir." Cowan nodded in response.

"The position of the 'door lock' changes every once in a while." Ollivander explained carefully: "But it's easy to find the position of the 'door lock' as long as you remember the location of the trash can."

"Count three bricks up from the bin, then two horizontally, and finally tap the wall three times with the wand."

Following Ollivander's explanation, when he finished the third click with his wand, the wall tile that was being clicked suddenly retracted inward.

Immediately afterwards, with the brick as the center, the gray bricks on the entire brick wall were either convex or concave, and moved one after another. After three breaths, a doorway that could accommodate two adults side by side appeared in front of Kewen.

The scene in front of him made the long blurred movie scene in Kewen's mind clear, and many fragments of the movie scene he had seen before emerged from his memory one after another.

"Have you seen anything like this before?"

Ollivander's voice interrupted Cowen's memory.

"Ah? No, no." Kewen responded immediately after returning to his senses.

"I thought you should be like those Muggles who saw this scene for the first time." Ollivander's tone was inexplicable: "Even if you didn't yell, you should be very shocked."

"No... I'm just..." Ke Wen just wanted to show a surprised expression, but fortunately, the actor's IQ was online, and he immediately controlled his facial muscles without changing his expression, and said in a confused tone: "It's just me I've been through so many incredible things today, I... am I really not dreaming now, sir?"

When the voice fell, Kewen's eyes diverged slightly, he raised his head without focus, and looked into Ollivander's eyes.

Ollivander's eyes flashed a glimpse, then raised his hand to stroke Kewen's hair, and said softly, "Of course it's not a dream, I ignored your situation."

The palm that stroked the back of Kewen's head finally patted Kewen's shoulder: "Let's go, I will take you to slowly adapt to the new environment here and your new life in the future. Follow me."

Seeing Ollivander leading the way and passing through the doorway, Kewen focused his attention, let out a faint sigh of relief, and followed with his short legs.

Followed Ollivander all the way, stepped on the ground paved with finely broken cobblestones; squeezed through the almost rubbing crowd of people in the alley; looked at all kinds of shops on both sides of the alley; There was a stop in front of a store.

The store front looks small and broken, with a black wooden window door sandwiched between the bulging glass bay windows on both sides. The color of the gold sign on the door has peeled off, and it reads Ollivander, since the third BC. One hundred and eighty-two well-made wands.

Ollivander unlocked the door and pushed the door. As the copper bell above the door frame tinkled, Kewen followed Ollivander into the store.

The store is not big, the welcome place is about five meters square, and there is a bench for customers to sit and rest. And all the positions of the welcoming area extending into the store are filled with wooden shelves, all the shelves are filled with long and narrow boxes, and there is only one meter-wide corridor between the shelves on both sides for people. move around.

"Okay Kewen~IndoMTL.com~ You sit down for a while," Ollivander said as he walked to the checkout counter.

"Okay sir." Kewen sat down on the bench honestly.

Of course, this wand shop is clearly in the same vein as the wizarding world, and it looks messy and scruffy. Kewen can only endure this, after all, now is not the time for him to express any opinions.

On the other hand, Ollivander rummaged under the checkout counter for a while, stuffed a document in his pocket and came out, saying at the same time, "There is no fireplace in the store, I have to go through the public fireplace. Ministry of Magic, help you with some formalities."

Seeing Ollivander approaching, Kewen hurriedly got up from the bench, but was seated back down by Ollivander's shoulders.

Patting Kewen on the shoulder, Ollivander said softly: "I'll be back in about twenty minutes, remember, if there are guests coming in, please ask them to wait for a while, or go to other stores first to buy Stuff. After all, it's the school season, and many new guests come to the door at this time of year."

"Okay." Kewen nodded immediately: "I wrote it down."

Ollivander smiled in satisfaction and walked towards the door, saying as he walked, "Just stay in the store and don't move around, I..."

Before Ollivander could finish his sentence, Kewen responded almost as a conditioned reflex: "I'll eat two, leftovers, coughs..."

"What?" Ollivander stopped blankly and looked back at Cowen.

Kewen coughed and his face turned slightly red. After suppressing his cough, he quickly responded: "No no, it's nothing, I'm just a little distracted..."

"Oh, sorry, I ignored it again." Ollivander smiled when he heard the words, stepped forward again, disappeared in the doorway with his figure, and the last words entered the store at the same time: "I will give it to you when I come back. Bring something to eat..."