But after all, it was the only wand in the whole store that dared to face Coin, and it seemed a bit unfair to Mr. Ollivander who had been running back and forth for so long if he didn't buy it.
After paying Ollivander seven gold galleons, Coin and Edward left Ollivander's wand shop.
Coin pondered the wand for a long time, and then found that the soul in the wand seemed to have only some simple emotions, such as "I like this wizard so I will live with him in this life", "I hate this wizard so I won't help him", etc.
Now we have to add a new emotion, which is the fear of "running away quickly to avoid being killed when encountering a Dementor who comes to pick a wand".
Considering the setting that "a wand will change its allegiance because its owner is defeated", Coin feels that these wands are like some kind of slightly intelligent door locks, but if they see their owner being beaten at the door, they will immediately open the door for the guy who beat their owner -
in short, fence-sitters, intelligent, but not much.
The subsequent process of buying textbooks, wizard robes, cauldrons, and medicinal herbs went smoothly. After all, books, robes, cauldrons, and medicinal herbs would not run around in fear of Cohen sucking away their souls - perhaps the "Monster Book of Monsters" in the corner of Flourish and Blotts Bookstore was an exception.
It was originally alone in the iron cage, biting its own pages, but when Cohen entered the store, the book instantly became quiet and hid in the corner, trembling.
[Soul Strength: 5]
What a weak book - Cohen commented in his mind at the time.
The clerk who was helping Cohen pick up textbooks happened to see the book that suddenly became quiet, and concluded that Cohen was his lucky star. He secretly stuffed Cohen with two galleons and seven Sickles, and begged Cohen to take the strange book worth two galleons away.
The clerk even showed the healed scar on his hand.
"This book is so terrible... I can't believe why the store manager would put such a book in the store... They are just as bad as the Cornish pixies - no, those pixies at least don't bite people..."
Edward pushed a cart of books and school supplies for Cohen and left the bookstore, while the clerk cursed, "This thing will become a textbook for Hogwarts in the future, and thousands of copies will have to be purchased, and all the books will be managed by the owner alone - because by then the clerks will have resigned long ago."
"Ah~ Okay, the next step is to buy you a pet."
Edward groaned as he finished his work, and glanced at the "Monster Book of Monsters" lying quietly in the cart, as if wondering why the book was so quiet as if it was dead.
"I understand why your grandmother was so reluctant to bring me to buy things at that time. The admission items for little wizards are a little too complicated..."
"I hope the little animals are not as timid as the wand..."
Cohen, who had just sucked the soul of the monster book, suddenly had a bad premonition.
In the memories of his predecessor that Cohen inherited, normal small animals would not be afraid of Cohen - as long as Cohen did not take the initiative to suck their souls.
But it is unknown whether magical creatures would have any special reaction to the breath of Dementors...
This question was answered after Cohen walked into the dark Eeyore Owl Shop.
The owl shop, which was originally noisy, became quiet the moment Cohen entered the door.
"Huh?" The female manager was a little confused by the sudden silence of the owls, and then saw Cohen carrying a bag of money and entering the door alone.
Edward stayed outside with a cart full of goods, because the cart could not be pushed into this small shop that could only accommodate one person, and there would be pickpockets from time to time in Diagon Alley - even in the magical world, there will always be greedy people who try to get something for nothing, and the only place those people dare not steal may be Gringotts.
"Hello, I want to buy an owl." Cohen pretended to be ignorant and said to the middle-aged woman with curly hair.
No, it had nothing to do with him that these birds were shivering in their cages, and Cohen hadn't sucked the souls out of these birds...
"Well... the owls here are very... lively..."
The store manager's prepared promotional words got stuck in his throat.
Because now almost all the owls are stiff and pretending to be stone sculptures.
"Can I pick one myself?" Cohen asked politely.
Looking at this situation, Cohen actually didn't want to continue buying owls - if the owls were so afraid of him, it seemed that buying them back would be suspected of "animal abuse".
The owls only have two or three points of soul strength, and Cohen just absorbed the "Monster Book of Monsters" with a full five points of soul strength, but it only increased the soul integrity by 0.5%...
In other words, killing a normal owl will not improve Cohen as much as robbing a few children's lollipops. What
made Cohen change his mind was not that the toffee in his mouth was finished, but the existence of two different owls in this group.
One is a pure white snowy owl, which has seven points of soul strength, and Cohen suspected at first sight that this one was the "Hedwig" that Harry later raised.
And the other one...
was a brown mixed-feathered screech owl with white eyebrows and black "feathered ears".
Of course, owls' ears are not pointed on the top of their heads. Their real ears are under the feathers on both sides of their heads. Even if you push aside the feathers, you can still see their huge eyeballs through the ear holes.
[Soul Strength: 10]
Is this the soul strength that a normal owl can have? ? ?
Cohen was full of curiosity about this owl, and of course, this owl was also curious about Cohen.
Its eyes stared at Cohen, and its head turned 90 degrees clockwise, as if it was looking at something strange.
Somehow, Cohen always felt that this thing would extend a black line arm from under its wings and then take out potato chips from the potato chip bag next to it to eat - wait, why would there be half-eaten potato chips in a bird's cage?
Are there potato chips in the wizarding world? ? ?
"What's its name? How much is it?"
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"This owl looks a little old, doesn't it?"
Edward frowned as he watched Cohen carry a screech owl that was several sizes larger than other young owls.
"It's called the Earl. The store manager said it's been in the store for three years. If it's not sold, it might be sent to the Owl Post Office to work illegally..."
Cohen explained to Edward.
"Oh..." Edward nodded thoughtfully, "It sounds pitiful, and it makes me feel a little sad - is this why you bought it?"
"No." Cohen shook his head as a matter of course, "Because it only sells for ten Sickles, and other owls cost at least two Galleons."
Ten Sickles to buy such an owl with an extraordinary soul strength is simply a huge profit.
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A/N - GIVE ME POWER STONES