I just became the Pirate King, and you're telling me I also time-traveled at the same time.

Chapter 22 Heading to Diagon Alley [Please continue reading]

"Haha, messy hair! You'd better watch your appearance when you go out, Chu Yang!" Sprout waved his wand and tidied up Chu Yang's messy hair.

"You didn't give me time to organize it, Professor," Chu Yang shrugged, offering an innocent defense.

"Hurry downstairs for breakfast, we have a lot to buy today." Sprout turned and went downstairs, his heavy body making a teeth-grinding sound on the wooden stairs.

Chu Yang followed behind her, keeping a certain distance, afraid that she might accidentally break the stairs.

Bread, jam, milk, and sausage—a classic four-piece set.

The breakfast provided by the Broken Cauldron Bar wasn't particularly delicious; it was barely enough to fill one's stomach. However, Chu Yang still ate every last grain of food from his bowl.

Children from orphanages never waste food.

After finishing their meal, the two left through the back door of the Leaky Cauldron. After walking a few steps, they were stopped by a wall. Chu Yang was a little excited, knowing that the other side of the wall was Diagon Alley, symbolizing the real magical world.

"Take the third brick above the trash can, then count two bricks to the side. Remember that. Then knock three times, and the passage to Diagon Alley will open."

Sprout took out his wand and tapped the bricks three times. The wall in front of him seemed to come alive, flipping back and forth, and a mysterious world unfolded before Chu Yang.

Sprout led the way at the front.

Then he introduced everything about the alley to Chu Yang.

"Besides the back entrance of the Leaky Cauldron, there are two other ways to get to Diagon Alley: one is the Apparition I used earlier, and the other is Floo Powder."

"However, the spell of Apparition requires a very high level of skill, and it is difficult for ordinary wizards to master. Generally, only professor-level wizards like myself can cast it with ease."

"The method of using Floo Powder is relatively simple, and the price is not expensive. One spoonful costs two silver shiko, making it the first choice for many wizarding families."

Sprout pointed to the fireplaces on both sides of the street and explained, "Floo Powder only works on fireplaces connected to the Floo Network. It's very simple to use: just take a handful of Floo Powder, stand inside the fireplace, clearly say the name of the place, and then sprinkle Floo Powder on it."

At this point, Sprout suddenly turned around, looked at Chu Yang seriously, and said, "Remember, when you say place names, you must pronounce them clearly, otherwise, the consequences will be severe, understand?"

Chu Yang replied, "Say the wrong name and it will teleport you to a strange place, right?"

"That's not all. Some people have been teleported into walls and died on the spot just because they mispronounced a place name," Sprout sighed. "I don't want to see your name on the accidental death list, Chu Yang."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yang nodded silently.

Afterwards, Sprout took Chu Yang to a robe shop and had three robes, a pointed hat, protective gloves, and a winter cloak made for Chu Yang.

There's also the cauldron needed for Potions class. Pet Chu Yang chose an owl, and that was all he could do. Who in their right mind would choose a toad or a mouse?

This is something Sprout does every year; he's very familiar with it and in the blink of an eye, he has prepared most of the necessary supplies.

All expenses were covered by Hogwarts.

Now all that's left is the magic wand!

Sprout and Chu Yang arrived at a wand shop that looked very old.

Ollivander!

"Welcome, Professor Sprout! Chestnut wood, unicorn hair, ten and two-thirds inches long. You look travel-worn; where have you been?"

An old man with the same hairstyle as Einstein came down the slide and finally managed to get past the piles of wand boxes to Sprout.

Sprout replied with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Ollivander, your memory is as excellent as ever."

"Of course, I remember every wand I've sold and its owner." Ollivander proudly raised his head, then glanced at Chu Yang. "Is this young wizard here to buy a wand?"

Sprout explained, "He's a freshman at Hogwarts this year."

"Congratulations on entering Hogwarts, the best school in the world. Believe me, you have a bright future ahead of you!" Ollivander blinked, then waved his wand and said, "Let me take your measurements first. Please don't move around."

Subsequently, a set of measuring tools, under the control of Ollivander's magic, began to move across the surface of Chu Yang's body.

To be honest, Chu Yang couldn't understand what the choice of a magic wand had to do with the physical fitness test. They even had to measure the distance between his eyes and nose.

"Every wand is unique. Its characteristics depend on the tree from which the wand's wood comes from and the magical creature's properties in the core. In addition, once each wand finds its ideal owner, it begins to impart its own characteristics and learn the wielder's traits."

"Wands and users complement each other. Wands made of the same material will grow into wands with completely different characteristics after encountering completely different masters."

As they were talking, Ollivander had already finished measuring Chu Yang and started looking for a suitable wand for him.

Which hand is your dominant hand?

"Right hand!"

Ollivander bent down and rummaged through the pile of wand boxes for a while, finally taking out a dusty wand box, which he handed to Chu Yang and gently blew on.

"Cough cough cough." Chu Yang coughed as he took the wand box from Ollivander and pulled out the wand from inside.

"Aspen wood, dragon heartstring, ten inches. Hold it in your hand and wave it gently. Remember, be gentle."

Listening to Ollivander's instructions, Chu Yang gently waved his wand, and an invisible shock spread out, directly overturning the shipping container behind Ollivander.

Sprout took a few steps back, stood at the entrance of the wand shop, and let out a long breath while clutching his chest.

Ollivander jumped in surprise, muttering, "Very powerful magic, lad, but it's not suitable for you!"

"Excuse me, Mr. Ollivander." Chu Yang quickly switched the wand back; he himself had been startled by the commotion.

He forgot that because of the existence of the Soul Palace, his talents in all aspects far surpassed those of ordinary people.

"It's alright, child, these things happen all the time, although it's rare to see such a commotion as yours..."

Ollivander turned around and rummaged through the shelves again, muttering, "Perhaps it's because you have Eastern blood, I need to find you some wands from your homeland."

Generally speaking, Ollivander used three materials to make the core of his staff: phoenix tail feathers, unicorn hair, and dragon heartstrings.

It's not that there are no other materials, but rather that Ollivander only uses the finest materials; this is his rule for making wands.

Therefore, in addition to the three commonly used materials, Ollivander would also try to find some rarer materials to make wands.

Finally, Ollivander produced another dusty wand box.