Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does.
After Elisa stamped out the fire from the envelope, they got changed into normal clothes before heading into London; Charing Cross Road to be exact. They wandered about for a bit, looking amongst the cinemas, burger bars, and shops to find anything that looked like a pub, or at least something magical. Elisa even commanded Ignis to see if he could use a 'vision' to find it, even though he'd had none before and was pretty sure that would never have one either.
Eventually, the two of them stopped in front of a dusty old shop that looked like it wasn't being used what-so-ever. Ignis tried looking in but it was too dark in there, and the windows were too dusty to clean. He spat on his hand and rubbed it on the window but it just stayed grimy.
"Do you think this is it?" asked Elisa.
"It must be, as I see no pubs on this road and this is the only place we haven't searched," Ig replied, as he pulled the door which opened creakily. "Come one," he said as he waved his mum to come in with him.
The inside was very dark and shabby, with groups of wizards and witches in any coloured robes imaginable, smoking or taking little glasses of gin and sherry. There was a small hum of chatter that was going on, but it was quickly silenced when Ig and his mother entered the room. It was mainly because they looked so different with the normal clothes, instead of the wizarding norm.
Elisa made her way nervously over to the pink-faced woman with blonde hair that was hung loosely into a pig-tail.
"Excuse me, what's your name?" she asked.
"Hannah, Hannah Longbottom, why?" replied Hannah.
"It's just that we need to get into Diagon Alley and we don't know how to. I need to buy my son some stuff for Hogwarts," Elisa answered.
"Oh yes! Another student!" Hannah replied more cheerily, "The Headmistress told me that you would be here soon and that you might need help in getting into Diagon Alley. I'm guessing you're a Muggle - it's a name for someone with no magic," she said as she came out from behind the bar. "Just follow me," she said, so Ig and Elisa followed out of the back of the pub.
They were now in a small courtyard, and surrounded by bricks, but Hannah got out her wand, tapped the brick that was three up, and two across from the rubbish bin. The brick wriggled, becoming hole and soon it became an arch that lead into Diagon Alley.
"Thank-you," Elisa said as she grabbed Ig's hand and pulled him along. They walked down the whole length of the alley, passing many shops filled with newts and eyeballs, brooms, silver measuring equipment, sweet stalls, and a jewellery vendor, until they reached a large white building at the end, called 'Gringotts Wizarding Bank'.
"You know, I have a strange feeling that wizards go here to bank and stuff," said Ig, sarcastically.
"I would never have guessed that," replied his mother, just as sarcastic. They walked up the stairs and entered the massive building, going through both sets of doors, whilst accidentally ignoring the note on the silver door. The marble hall was massive to say the least. The ceiling was at least twenty feet up, whilst the columns were wide and tall. On either side of the hall, there were a series of tables and each one had a goblin dealing with British Pounds and Wizarding Money.
"Hello," said Elisa, as she walked up to one of the tables.
"Do you require a transaction or a currency conversion?" asked the goblin, who had a hooked nose, gold glasses, and a grey balding head.
"Conversion of pounds into wizard money, please," replied Elisa.
"How much?" he asked.
"Enough to buy all of the First Year equipment," she replied.
"That would be twenty-five pounds then, for one-hundred galleons," he said, holding out a small bag and his left hand to take the twenty-five pounds.
"Well that's cheap!" she cried happily as she gave him the money, and took the bag from him. They then ran out of the bank, laughing with glee for some unknown reason, maybe it was because of how cheap it was, or maybe it was the fact that they could now buy a broom that would fly, or maybe even the fact that Ig could soon have a wand.
They ran down the street, looking for the best place to start and they decided to go straight into the wand shop. When they were inside they were greeted by a tall, thin, woman with short grey hair and large eyebrows.
"Hello, I'm Silva Oak, how can I help?" she said cheerily.
"A wand please," replied Ig.
"Of course," she answered as she bowed, "Parents or guardians are asked to wait outside whilst we see which wand will suit best," stated Silva to Elisa, who agreed and went outside to look at the store next-door.
"Now what should we try first?" the witch asked herself, "How about this one," she said, taking out a short red box. She brought over to the counter and set it opened it for Ig to try. The wand was eight and a half inches, with sycamore wood and with Kirin hair as a core. He picked up the wand cautiously, and gave it a quick flick, causing one of the draws to fire out and hit the window, which cracked slightly. "I guess not," Silva said as she took the wand and put it back.
She grabbed another wand and brought it out.
"Fourteen inches long with a nice, swishy feel to it. The wood is made of holly, whilst the core is of amphisbaena hide. This one should do nicely," she stated as she handed the wand over to Ig, who did another quick flick, but nothing happened. "Of course not," added Silva as he took the wand and got another one. They continued like this until they got through almost half the shop, with Silva in tears on the floor.
"In all my life, this has never happened!" she cried, but then her face became shocked as she got up and ran to the back of the shop. She grabbed a stall and stood on it to reach a wand that was quite high up. She got her wand and cast a spell to bring it down. She caught the box, and brought it to the counter, and put the wand on the side for Ignis to try it.
"This one should hopefully work," she said, as she bowed again, and stood back.
Ignis picked up the wand and examined it. It was twelve inches long and made of darkish wood, that was probably polished to look like that. There were intricate carvings going all the way to the middle of it, before it curled on its self with the carvings. It was also quite thick and sturdy, but nimble and swishy at the same time.
He gave it a flick and one of the boxes on the shelves came off. He kept the wand up and moved it around, causing it to float in the air. Silva was watching this in surprise, as she had never seen a ten-year-old do this before, what he did next was stunning though. He managed to get the wand out of the box and wave it about as though someone was casting a spell, before he put it back away.
"In all my life, that has never happened either," said Silva, as she took the wand, and put it in the box for payment.
"I must tell you though, that wand is very special and important," she said, "It's made of Yew wood and has a phoenix heart-fire core. I must warn you that Yew is the wood of death, but great power. I expect great things from you Ig," she stated. Ig then left the shop and went with his mum to buy the rest of his stuff.
"Wizard ice-cream tastes so much nicer than Muggle ice-cream," Elisa stated, as she licked on a strawberry and chocolate ice-cream that chocked with nuts.
"I agree," replied Ig, licking a vanilla and pineapple flavoured one with honey syrup.
"Do you have everything?" his mother asked.
"Yes, I'm pretty sure I do," he said.
"Well let's go home then," she said. "Shame we can't buy a broom," she added.
"Agreed," Ignis replied.