Counterfiet

Mr. Olivander looked at the little girl in front of him with a mixed feeling of annoyance and amusement at the same time.

She exuded great sorrow and despair, and almost fell to his feet and kissed his shoes, begging for him to make a fake wand.

"Child, Ollivander sells wands, not models. Making a fake wand will ruin my reputation."

"Sir, please help me, you don't understand, this is a wand made by elves, my sister will kill me!"

"Stop joking with me! Wand made by elves, why don't you talk about penguins from the equator and polar bears from Africa!"

"You have to help me, you can't just watch me die slowly!"

"Ollivander has the dignity of himself! I only make real wands!"

The little girl wept loudly after hearing that. "Mr. Ollivander! You can't just abandon me like this! You can't be so irresponsible to me!" The guest who just entered the door froze in place, looking at the sweaty Mr. Ollivander and the little girl who was crying bitterly and backed away very silently.

"Come back! Come back! It's just an unreasonable customer!" He turned back and stared at the little girl fiercely again, "Quiet! Stop crying! Fine, I make that fake wand for you! Just for once!"

As he spoke, he grabbed the wand and quickly checked the injury.

"Well, you can't fix it to the way it was before now that the silver shell is all ruined."

"There's nothing you can do?"

"No, I did not say that. I'll just make a new one that looks exactly like the original one. I'll try to make another one for you. Come and get it tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Can't it be done today?"

"Kid, if it's that easy then anyone can be a wandmaker. Ollivander's craft is art, how can he do it so casually?"

Ginny had to return to the Burrow empty-handed.

A few hours ago. After she destroyed the basement, she basically collapsed and was unable to take care of herself. Two Luffies stubbornly dragged her to the third floor, and Ginny regained her sanity under the rescue of Ghogho.

"Who slapped me just now!"

No one admitted.

Okay, back to what we're talking about. Ghogho knocked on the floor: When things have reached this point, your sister will not gonna forgive you so easily. The best solution now is to muddle through since it can't be undone, we just need to keep her from finding out the truth as long as possible. You go back and clean up the basement, and fill in the broken things with other things.

How do you substitute a wand?

You go to Ollivander's and beg him to make another one with the shape of this wand, as long as the outside looks the same. If you can conceal this now, when she really finds out that something is wrong, you just have pretended not to know anything no matter what she says! Understood?

Understood.

Ginny found a flashlight from Mr. Weasley's collection and returned to the basement, opened the vent to let the burnt smell dissipate, replaced the burnt piece with an old white tablecloth, collected the paper debris on the table, and looked at the remaining part. It can be concluded that those are the potion recipes invented by Aquamarine, but fortunately, the key places have been preserved. There was something like half a silver coin that caught Ginny's attention, but she didn't know what it is. Ginny found Ghogho and asked the latter to write a few new copies with fake notes, and the burned parts were filled in randomly.

In the dim light, the basement can hardly be seen to have suffered a disaster. The remaining trouble is the wand.

Ginny went all out to steal a handful of her mother's Floo powder, and went to Diagon Alley, so the scene above happened. Dinner was almost ready when she returned to the Burrow after tossing all this. Seeing her sister in the kitchen, Ginny felt her internal organs tremble.

After dinner, Dad was reading the newspaper and Mom was knitting a sweater. Ginny was sitting next to each door, pretending to be watching her brothers play chess, but her eyes kept her younger sister who didn't leave the sofa to read the magazine.

Suddenly, Aquamarine stood up and walked towards the basement door.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

The whole family looked at Ginny in astonishment. Aquamarine poured a glass of water from the table by the door and looked back at her indifferently.

"Oh… uh… I want to drink water too… "

"Then drink."

Aquamarine sat down again. After a while, she stood up again.

"What are you doing!"

"Eating apples."

"Oh… I want to eat too."

"Then eat."

Sit down and stood up.

"What are you doing!"

"Changing a book."

"I'm reading too!"

"What are you doing!"

"Go to the toilet"

"I'm going too!"

"Bugger off!"

When Aquamarine stood up for the hundredth time, Ginny was exhausted and completely ignored her sister's movements. Ginny didn't realize the crisis until Aquamarine put her hand on the door handle leading to the basement.

"What are you doing!"

"You are not following me again, do you?"

Under Aquamarine's burning eyes, Ginny knew that she would not see the dawn of tomorrow without further action.

"You… you once told me that I can tell you anything that is bothering me… I have something bothering me recently… It's a bit troublesome… Can I have a chat with you?"

She saw that Aquamarine was quiet, and continued to persuade, "Come on, let's go for a walk."

In short, taking her away from that particular place is the most secure way.

Ginny and her sister were walking on the path behind the house. The moonlight was misty, the path seemed to be immersed in a stream, and the sound of crickets can be heard from time to time. Neither of them spoke, and Ginny really didn't know what to say.

"What do you want to tell me?" Aquamarine broke the silence first.

"I… umm… "

"Talk!"

Ginny swallowed and squeezed out all of her wisdom:

"Tonight I feel quite uneasy… "

"Why?"

"Because... the moonlight is like flowing water, quietly falling on the leaves and flowers outside the house. A thin blue mist floats in the air. The leaves and the flowers seem to have been washed in creamy milk, looking like dreams in a veil. Although it is a full moon, there is a faint cloud in the sky, so it isn't shining brightly… "

"Stop. I don't know what am I doing here with you." Aquamarine said coldly and turned to head home.

Ginny yelled anxiously, "I really have something to tell you!"

"THEN TALK!"

"It's a long story..."

"Long story short!"

"I… I… I am worried about the recent situation in the Middle East… "

Aquamarine turned away without saying a word, Ginny was so anxious that her hippocampus and pituitary gland were screwed together, and she said without her brain: "I said! I really like Draco Malfoy!"

The effect of this sentence was obvious, Aquamarine paused and stood still.

"What did you say?"

"I said, I like Draco Malfoy so much!"

The effect of this sentence was not just obvious, it was explosive. Ginny saw her sister pushed forward step by step, and decided to run in the opposite direction.

Aquamarine's shout came from behind:

"Stop! Stop running!"

What else can I do? I'm certainly not waiting for you to strangle me.

In the early summer night, the moonlight was like a piece of romantic music. Bats were flying in the air, owls were singing on the branches, and the two little girls run on the path in the field like crazy, forming a weird and peculiar scene.

After rushing for about five kilometers, Ginny couldn't run anymore. She leaned on a small tree and planned to breathe out the breath of her life in one minute. Aquamarine behind her didn't look much different, panting as if taking one more step would kill her.

"You… whoo… crazy… whoo… I want… ask you, why did you… you start… to run… "

"I… I… I… what do you wanna ask me?"

"You… why… whoo… why do you like Draco?"

"I… I care about my senior and classmate, I also like Crabbe and Goyle!"

Aquamarine's face was filled with joy and sorrow at the same time, shame and anger alternating, anxiety and calm coexisting, irritation and comfort flying together, all expressions shared the same face.

My goodness, my sister has chased me for several kilometers just to hear me say these silly words. Ginny suddenly realized how blind love could be.

Aquamarine had a fierce gleam when she was breathing steadily again.

"One day I will figure out what is the structure of your brain!" After speaking, she turned and walked back.

"What are you doing!"

"Going to sleep! I'm exhausted by following you going crazy!"

For the first time in her life, Ginny wished her sister a good night's sleep.