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"
Hello
,
"
said
Harry
awkwardly
.
"
Ah
yes
,
"
said
the
man
.
"
Yes
,
yes
.
I
thought
I
'd
be
seeing
you
soon
.
Harry
Potter
.
"
It
was
n't
a
question
.
"
You
have
your
mother
's
eyes
.
It
seems
only
yesterday
she
was
in
here
herself
,
buying
her
first
wand
.
Ten
and
a
quarter
inches
long
,
swishy
,
made
of
willow
.
Nice
wand
for
charm
work
.
"
Mr.
Ollivander
moved
closer
to
Harry
.
Harry
wished
he
would
blink
.
Those
silvery
eyes
were
a
bit
creepy
.
"
Your
father
,
on
the
other
hand
,
favored
a
mahogany
wand
.
Eleven
inches
.
Pliable
.
A
little
more
power
and
excellent
for
transfiguration
.
Well
,
I
say
your
father
favored
it
--
it
's
really
the
wand
that
chooses
the
wizard
,
of
course
.
"
Mr.
Ollivander
had
come
so
close
that
he
and
Harry
were
almost
nose
to
nose
.
Harry
could
see
himself
reflected
in
those
misty
eyes
.
"
And
that
's
where
...
"
Mr.
Ollivander
touched
the
lightning
scar
on
Harry
's
forehead
with
a
long
,
white
finger
.
"
I
'm
sorry
to
say
I
sold
the
wand
that
did
it
,
"
he
said
softly
.
"
Thirteen-and-a-half
inches
.
Yew
.
Powerful
wand
,
very
powerful
,
and
in
the
wrong
hands
...
well
,
if
I
'd
known
what
that
wand
was
going
out
into
the
world
to
do
...
"
He
shook
his
head
and
then
,
to
Harry
's
relief
,
spotted
Hagrid
.
"
Rubeus
!
Rubeus
Hagrid
!
How
nice
to
see
you
again
...
Oak
,
sixteen
inches
,
rather
bendy
,
was
n't
it
?
"
