Chapter Four
They were quiet on the short walk back to Dante's house. However Dante was tapping his fingers against his right leg as he walked. This was because Dante had taught Harry Morse Code, by tapping their fingers they were able to send messages to each other without anyone else intercepting or even knowing that messages were being sent which came in very handy at times like these
'When we get home, let me do the talking' Dante tapped 'I don't want to tell him anything we don't have to. Also cast a mind cage spell on yourself'
'Why can wizards read minds?' Harry tapped back
'I don't know but better safe than sorry' Dante tapped
'Ok Dante' Harry tapped
At the point they arrived back at Dante's house as soon as they were throw the door, Dumbledore let loose.
"What were those…creatures?"
"They are called titans; they are creatures from another world known as Huntik. They are mindless by themselves so they form bonds with strong willed humans like Harry and me." Dante said
"What do you call yourselves?" Dumbledore asked "how many of you are there?"
"We call ourselves Seekers and I have no idea how many of us there are." Dante replied, it was true, he honestly did not know how many Seekers there were
"I see, how do you organize yourselves, the two that attacked the boy seemed like they were together?"
This is where things were going to get difficult. "We have several small…clubs I guess you could call them scattered throughout the world" to some degree that was true, although the Huntik Foundation and the Organization and the Casterwill clan where the only large global Seeker groups there were several small ones that were not affiliated with any of the big three.
Dumbledore didn't believe that, he was 99.999% certain that Dante was holding things back but this was still huge. There were a whole group of magic users that wizards knew nothing of. He desperately wanted more information; he wanted to know just what Seekers were capable of. He also thought of the prophecy, he had assumed that 'the Power he knew not' was love but now it seemed more likely that it was in fact Seeker abilities.
"How does this bond you speak of work exactly?" Dumbledore asked
"It's pretty complicated and hard to put into words. Not every Seeker can bond with every titan, the two have to be compatible and their relative strengths are also a factor. A beginning Seeker will probably not be able to bond with a highly powerful titan. Seeking is like most other things, you get better with practice."
Again Dumbledore sensed that Dante was holding back but he decided to back off for now. He realized that he would have to earn the duo's trust before they would tell him what he wanted to know, which was everything there was to know about titans and seekers, however there were some questions he wanted answers to now
"Harry, where did you get your titan? I assume they aren't just lying around." Dumbledore said
"I don't remember" Harry said. That was not exactly a lie; Harry was too young to have any memory of when he and Perseus had met. Perseus however, did remember and Harry could access that memory if he wanted to but he was not going to tell Dumbledore that "Perseus has been with me, ever since I can remember."
Dumbledore's face remained blank but inwardly he was a bit disappointed "You said that titans come from another world so how did they get here?"
"No one really knows all we have are theories." Dante said
This time Dumbledore believed them, but just in case he tried legimency on Harry. Using mind arts (aside from oblivations) on children could be dangerous since their minds were still developing but Dumbledore knew what he was doing so he wasn't concerned. It turned out to be a moot point anyway, since Harry's mind was also protected the same as his mentor's and try though he might, Dumbledore could not penetrate that shield.
"May we please head toward this Diagon Alley place now?" harry asked, he wanted the question and answer session to end
"Very well" Dumbledore decided to relent for now and question them again later, hopefully they would trust him enough to tell him more lately "Follow me, I will lead you to the floo station and we'll go straight to Diagon Alley from there."
"Floo Station?" Harry asked
"Yes…I believe it will be easier to show you rather than try to explain." Mainly he didn't want to scare the boy into not going floo travel could sound rather scary. He had seen muggleborns get real nervous when told that they were going to be traveling by fire for the first time.
The two Seekers nodded and once again Dumbledore led them out of Dante's house. This time their trip was uninterrupted. The Floo Station turned out to be inside the local library. They walked in, went past all the mundane or muggles whichever term you prefer reading and stepped inside one of the elevators. Dumbledore pressed a button that said authorized personnel only and the elevator took them to the very bottom floor in the library which was the floo station.
There were not very many people traveling so there was only one person in line ahead of them. It was an older woman dressed in a red cloak. She grabbed a handful of powder and then turned to them.
"Hello" she greeted in Italian "I don't recall seeing you before, are you tourists?"
"No Madame" Dumbledore replied "we are here on business. These two have never traveled by Floo before, would you mind if they watched you to see how it is done?"
"Not at all." She said and then turned to Harry and Dante "Don't be nervous, the floo can look scary but it's perfectly safe. Just make sure you speak VERY clearly otherwise you could wind up at the wrong place."
She then walked into the grate. Turned to face them once again and shouted "The Rising Falcon" and then she released the powder she had been holding. Immediately massive green flames rose up and consumed her. Harry and Dante instinctively drew back.
"All right" Dumbledore began "You two go next, I'll be right behind you."
Harry wasn't sure if he wanted to, he was rather nervous about it. After a moment, Dante took the choice from him. He took Harry's hand and grabbed a fistful of powder with his other one. Harry somewhat numbly walked with him into the grate.
"Diagon Alley" Dante shouted and then the flames rose up and consumed them
Harry could see nothing but green fire and strange black shapes just wiping by at dizzying speeds. Mercifully it ended quickly and soon but not soon enough for Harry, the two of them stumbled out of the grate in England, just barely managing to avoid landing flat on their faces.
A minute or two later, Dumbledore stepped gracefully out of the grate "well, here we are" he said "Diagon Alley. Our first stop is Gringotts. It's the wizard world's only bank, run by goblins."
They stepped out into the crowded alley and Harry felt almost like he'd gone back in time. The buildings all had a rather medieval style to them, most of them appeared to be made of wood and the fact that most of the people were wearing cloaks further heightened the sense of antiquity. The only thing spoiling the illusion were the people in muggle clothes (presumably muggleborns) running around the place. It all reminded Harry rather strongly of the Renaissance Fair that Dante had taken him to while they were on a mission in the United States.
They walked down the alley to a large marble building. Harry paused briefly to read the poem on the doors
Enter Stranger but take heed
Of what awaits the sin of greed
If you seek beyond our doors
A treasure that was never yours
Thief, you have been warned beware
Of finding more than treasure there.
Dumbledore followed Harry's gaze and then said "the goblins take security very seriously and they hate thieves more than almost anything else. Gringotts is one of the safest places in country, the only place that beats it is Hogwarts and not by much."
Then headed inside and waited for a goblin teller to become available. It didn't take too long only about 5 minutes before they were walking up to the counter.
"May I help you?" the goblin asked
"Yes, I have Harry Potter here and he needs to go down to his fault. I myself also need to make a withdrawal from vault 713."
"Does Mister Harry Potter have his key?" the goblin asked leaning over the counter to look down at Harry
"Yes, I have it right here" Dumbledore said pulling a silver key out of his pocket
"Why do YOU have Harry's vault key?" Dante asked suspiciously
"Because I am his magical guardian." Dumbledore began
The suspicious look on Dante's face intensified
"Hogwarts staff members typically act as the magical guardians of muggleborn or raised students since muggles cannot come to many wizarding establishments including Hogwarts and Saint Mungos, the only magical hospital in Britain. This way every student has someone to turn to in the event of an emergency."
"And does the headmaster typically do this?" Dante asked
"It varies, I personally have always had a few students and so have some of my predecessors but others have decided not to act as magical guardians it is completely up to them."
"That still doesn't explain why you have his vault key." Dante pointed out
Harry couldn't help but notice that the goblin teller seemed rather amused by the exchange going on between the two human men.
Dumbledore resisted the urge to hex the obstinate Italian man. He couldn't remember the last time he had been grilled like this…he was beginning to really detest Dante Vale, the man kept making everything far more difficult than it should be.
"Lily and James knew that Voldemort was after them and they wanted to make sure that Harry was taken care of in the event that he survived the war and they did not. They also knew that Harry would not legally be allowed to assess the main family vault until he was an adult. So they set up a personal trust vault for him that he would be able to use until he came of age and then the vault would be closed and the funds transferred back into the main vault. This-"he pointed to the silver key that was still on the counter
"This is the key to Harry's trust vault. As his magical guardian, it was my responsibility to keep the key safe until Harry returned to the wizarding world, I have done so. Now that Harry is back I am handing the key over to him as I am duly bound to do."
"Why you, wasn't there anyone else, if Lily and James made preparations like you say they did, I am sure that they had a will." Dante said
"Yes, they did and in the will, they said that Harry should go to Alice and Frank Longbottom"
Dante opened his mouth to demand to know why Harry had not been sent to them when Dumbledore continued
"Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom were tortured into insanity and currently reside in Saint Mungos' long term care ward…they cannot even recognize their own son let alone raise someone else's. Their second choice was Sirius Black, James' best friend or so it was believed. It turned out that Sirius was a traitor and told Voldemort where the Potters were hiding, when Voldemort was defeated Black fled. He was cornered by Peter Pettigrew on a muggle city street in London. Black blasted and Peter and killed twelve other people with a single curse. He is now in Azkaban, the wizard prison, for his crimes."
Dante wasn't certain that he believed of all of this but right then he did not have any proof otherwise so for now he let the issue drop. Although he planned to fact check him as soon as he got the chance.
"Are you ready to go down to the vaults now then?" the goblin asked
"Yes, we are" Dumbledore answered
"Very well, Griphook will take you down. Griphook!" the teller said
Another goblin emerged and told them "come with me"
He led them down into a bunch of caverns filled with mine tracks and mine carts. It looked a lot like one of those mining themed roller coasters in muggle amusement parks. When they got in it rode a lot like one of those coasters too. Harry loved it, he loved speed.
They arrived at his vault too soon for his liking. Griphook then used the silver key to open the door. Inside there was a massive pile of gold, silver, and bronze coins. Harry picked up one of the gold ones and looked at it, trying to find something to tell him what it was worth but there was none
Dumbledore knowing that Harry would need it explained helpfully said "The most valuable ones are the gold galleons, next is the silver sickles and last are the bronze knuts. There are 17 sickles to a galleon and 29 knuts to a sickle."
Harry frowned in confusion, why such bizarre numbers? He shoved some coins into his bag and walked back out.
Then they took another short trip down to vault 713
"This is one of the high security vaults it doesn't use a key." Griphook said and then he ran his finger down the vault door "If anyone but a Gringotts goblin tried that, they would be sucked inside the vault and trapped there."
"How often do you check if someone is inside?" Dante asked
Griphook chuckled evilly and answered "about once every ten years"
The doors opened and to Harry's disappointment there was nothing in the vault except a small grubby looking package. He reminded himself not to be deceived by appearances, after all Perseus' amulet didn't look like anything special but he wouldn't trade it for anything else in the world.
Once they got back into the cart but before they set off Harry said "Mr. Griphook?"
Griphook nearly fell out of the cart, he was so shocked at being addresses politely by a wizard but he recovered himself just in time "Yes, Mr. Potter?"
"Can we take the long way back, please?" Harry asked hopefully, he still hadn't realized how strongly his simple politeness had affected Griphook
Griphook smiled, he was REALLY starting to like this kid. "Of course Mr. Potter"
Dumbledore opened his mouth to protest but Griphook pulled the lever before he managed to utter a single syllable. Eventually they came to a stop at the ground floor of Gringotts. Dumbledore could not get out of the cart fast enough. Dante and Griphook followed him but Harry lingered, he wanted to ride the carts more
"Come on, Harry" Dante called "we can come back and ride the carts some other time."
"Oh, okay" Harry replied and somewhat reluctantly climbed out of the cart.
They left the bank without doing anything else
Once they were outside Dumbledore began "Now our next destination is-"
"Actually I think we can take it from here" Dante said "I'm sure you have a very busy schedule, we don't want to waste your time."
"It's not a waste" Dumbledore countered "Are you sure you know where to go?"
"Yes" Dante said "the sign right there" he pointed at the sign on their left "says Madame Malkins' Robes for all occasions, so that is where we go for school robes. The building down there has a bunch of cauldrons outside so that is where we go for cauldrons and presumably other potions supplies especially since there are beakers and vials full of ingredients in the window. Over there is a sign with a large open book on it, that's most likely the bookshop where we can buy Harry's school books and over there is Ollivanders' makers of fine wands so that is where to go for his wand." As he spoke he pointed to each location "It's not exactly rocket science. We'll be fine."
"Besides, professor you don't look so good, you should probably go get some rest." Harry added. It was true Dumbledore did look rather green.
"Oh very well, but you will need this." He reached into his cloak pocket and handed Harry a piece of paper
"It's your train ticket for the Hogwarts Express, it leaves from King Cross Station at 11:00 see you at school." Then Dumbledore left to get some medicine for his stomach.
"Harry did you plan that?" Dante asked
"No, I didn't know that Dumbledore would get motion sick, it was just a convenient side effect." Harry replied
Then the pair headed into Madame Malkins' shop because it was the closest to them.
"Hello gentlemen" A woman, Harry assumed she was Madame Malkin greeted "Hogwarts too?" she looked at Harry when she added the last bit
Harry nodded
"Get the lot here" Madame Malkin said "have another young man being fitted up just now in fact." Then she turned to Dante asked "How about you do you need anything?"
"No thank you, I'm just here as a chaperone." Dante replied
Madame Malkin led him to the fitting area and had him stand next to a blonde boy that appeared to be the same age as him
"Hello, Hogwarts too?" he drawled
"Yeah, my name is Harry, Harry Potter and you are?" Harry replied politely
The boy's eyes widened but other than that he managed to keep cool which Harry appreciated, he didn't really want people to fawn all over him
"Draco, Draco Malfoy. I heard you were living with muggles, is that true, what are they like?" the blonde asked
"Yes, it is true" Harry answered "I lived with my aunt and uncle until I was 5 but I don't really remember them" actually he did remember them, he was just not willing to share those memories "but they didn't like me much so Dante adopted me, he's awesome!"
"Really, can you be more specific?" Draco asked "I've never met any muggles before."
"He's an archeologist"
"A what?" Draco asked
"An Archeologist, it means he studies past civilizations and he travels all over the world and I get to go with him. He's really smart too but don't take my word for it, you can meet him yourself when we're done here." It wasn't even a lie; Dante did have a doctorate degree in anthropology with an archeology option. So Dante often covered as an archeologist studying whatever civilization the mission they were on was about, he had even published some articles for archeological magazines.
"So do you know anything of the wizarding world?" Draco asked
"Not very much, Dumbledore told me some when he gave me my letter but that's all I know."
"That's a travesty, your magical guardian is SUPPOSED to teach you about your heritage particularly for an ancient and noble family like the Potters!" Draco exclaimed loudly
So loudly in fact that he startled Madame Malkin into accidently stabbing Harry with a needle. Harry winced but managed not to cry out instead he said
"Dumbledore claimed he was my magical guardian but the only thing he taught me about was the money system and that I have a trust vault"
"My father always says that Dumbledore is a meddling old fool who needs to learn to keep his freakishly long nose OUT of other people's business." Draco said darkly
"You're all done dears" Madame Malkin said
Draco and Harry returned to the main room where Dante was waiting for them
"Draco, this is my guardian, Dante Vale. Dante this is my new friend, Draco Malfoy." Harry greeted him
"Nice to meet you" Dante said politely
"And you as well sir, pardon my asking but are you foreign?" Draco said the reason Draco asked was because Dante's accent did not sound like it came from anywhere in Britain
"Yes, I'm Italian" Dante answered
Before either of them could speak again an elegant blonde woman approached them
"Mother" Draco said "I'd like you to meet my new friend Harry Potter and his Italian guardian Dante Vale."
"It's a pleasure to meet you." Mrs. Malfoy said "My name is Narcissa Malfoy. You're named after the author Dante Alighieri aren't you?"
"Yes, my grandmother swore up and down that he was one of my family's ancestors but she said that about virtually anybody who was anybody in Italian history, including virtually every Roman Emperor that ever lived, the Medici family and even Mussolini so I am bit skeptical."
"Wasn't Dante Alighieri a muggle?" Harry asked considering the content of Inferno
"Actually, he was a squib but he was also a gifted writer." Narcissa answered
"A what?" Harry asked automatically
"A squib, a child born of wizarding parents but not a witch or wizard themselves, I had heard you were living with muggles but your magical guardian should have visited you and taught you about our customs." Narcissa said
"Mother, can Harry and Dante come with us to buy school supplies?" Draco asked
"Of course" Narcissa answered "the more the merrier.
They started heading toward Flourish and Blots
"Shouldn't we be going to Ollivander's first since its right across the street?" Harry asked
"No Harry, wands are traditionally saved for last."Narcissa replied
That seemed rather pointless to Harry but he decided to just along with it.
They headed to the book store and got their books. Harry also grabbed several other books on wizarding history and culture.
"That's a good start but they will only get you so far, a lot of our culture isn't in the books. I'll help you there." Draco offered
"Thanks Draco and I will answer any questions you have about the muggle world" Harry agreed
After getting his books, Harry began heading to the counter when Narcissa stopped him
"Harry, you'll need quills and ink bottles too."
"Why would I need those?" Harry asked
"Well, how else do you intend to write your notes?" Narcissa asked
Harry shrugged and said "I figured I'd just bring a few pens."
"Pens?" Draco asked
Dante pulled a pen out of his pocket and said "He means like these. The ink is stored inside of the pen, so all you have to is push the bottom at the top and straight writing and then when you're done all you have to do is press the button again."
"Muggle devices don't work around Hogwarts" Narcissa said "there's too much magic in the air for all of those eclectic things to function."
Dante and Harry exchanged puzzled looks, Seekers could and frequently did integrate their magic with mundane technology, that's essentially what the holo-tome was, a computer that ran on magic. So they did not understand why wizards couldn't do the same with their magic.
"I think you mean electric and pens don't run on electricity so they should work fine." Harry said "but I suppose I better grab a few quills and ink bottles just in case."
"I didn't expect you to be just like a mudblood" Draco snarled
"Draco!" Narcissa scolded but Draco ignored her and continued
"You all come into our world with NO respect for our customs or our way of life and expecting us all to conform to your narrow-minded views. You are DESTORYING our world, thanks to your kind, Samhain has been turned into a laughing stock called Halloween, and Yule is a pale shadow of its former self. While magical beings are ostracized and shunned simply because they aren't human!"
By now the (thankfully) people who were in the bookstore were staring
"When is it going to be enough?! When?!"
Dante came forward and put a soothing hand on Draco's shoulder
"Draco, I don't pretend to fully understand what you're talking about but I want you to understand something, a culture is made of the people within it. As long as wizards exist, your culture will continue to exist but culture is not static it changes as the people change. Harry was simply suggesting that it might be better to use pens rather than quills because with pens you don't have to worry about spilled ink bottles or leaving blots on the page because the quill dripped, he wasn't trying to attack your culture, he was simply saying that the prefers pens-"
"Yeah, Draco. If you want to use a quill, that's fine, I have no problem with that."
Draco sighed; in spite of himself he could see the logic of Harry's preference
"I'm sorry I over reacted Harry, it's just so many of our traditions and magic has been lost already. I can't stand the idea of more being lost. You'll understand more once you've read the history books you bought. Can we still be friends?" Draco said
"Apology accepted Draco. Just next time try not to jump to conclusions so rapidly, okay?"
Draco nodded
Now that was over, they headed toward the apothecary. While on the way there, they passed by the Magical Menagerie.
"You don't have an owl do you?" Draco asked Harry
"No, I don't have any pets" Harry answered. His disappointment was apparent in his voice. Dante had never allowed him to get a pet. Pets needed to have their people around and they didn't like to travel. Dante and Harry traveled A LOT, during the summer they spend little if any time actually AT Dante's house in Venice. According to Dante, a pet wouldn't be happy in their house so they shouldn't get one.
Harry could see the logic in Dante's argument but the selfish part of him still wanted a pet.
"You really should get an owl. They're very useful; carry your mail and everything" Draco urged
"Doesn't the wizarding world have post offices?" Dante asked
"Yes, we do" Narcissa said "however, they charge a lot, it's cheaper to have your own owl."
Harry immediately turned to Dante "Can I get one, please Dante?"
"Harry…you know why that's a bad idea. We aren't home often; I doubt an owl would be happy in our house."
"Why not just take the owl with you?" Narcissa asked
"Owls are rare in the muggle world, it would draw attention." Dante said "Plus I don't think the owl would like traveling."
"Maybe in the muggle world but magical owls are different." Narcissa said "magical owls are trained to find people by their magical signature. So all you have to do is let your owl out to hunt and it will find you once you've arrived at where you are going. That's what we do with our owls when we go somewhere, they hate the floo."
'Me too' both Harry and Dante thought
Dante considered what Narcissa said and looked at the hopeful look on his adopted son's face. Although Harry had chosen to keep the Potter name, he was legally Dante's son in the muggle world, maybe not the magical one, but definitely in Dante's heart.
"All right" Dante relented "you can get an owl"
"YES!" Harry cheered
"BUT" Dante began loudly "it's your responsibility to take care of it. You have to feed it, keep the cage clean etc. If you don't, I'm bringing the owl back, understood?" Dante didn't actually think that would be an issue with Harry, but if he hadn't given the small speech, he would have been remiss in his duties as a parent and he couldn't do that.
"Of course, Dante. I'll take good care of it, you can count on me." Harry promised
Dante nodded and the quartet went into the menagerie. As soon as they walked in, a beautiful snowy owl flew over to Harry and settled herself on his right shoulder. Harry immediately reached over with his other arm and began petting her
"Remarkable" the man at the counter said "That owl has never taken a shine to anyone before…you don't happen to be looking for an owl do you?"
Dante quickly realized that the man wanted to get rid of the owl; he looked over at Harry who was still stroking the owl and suspected that the man would be getting his wish.
"Is that the one you want?" Dante asked even though he was certain that he knew the answer
"Yeah, she's perfect" Harry said
Dante turned to the man at the counter and said "we'll take her."
"Excellent, would you like one of our owl starter kits?" the store clerk asked
"Owl starter kits?" Harry repeated
"They're a special deal we run for first-time owl owners. Along with the owl, you get a cage, a perch, some owl treats, and a water dish. It's recommended that you let your owl out at night to hunt for herself in your bird's case but if you can't or don't want to, we do sell owl food as well."
"The starter kits sound good thanks." Harry said
After having bought the owl, they made a quick stop at the Apothecary; Harry was glad that they didn't linger, all the stuff floating in jars creped him out a little
Then they FINALLY went to Ollivander's wand shop, this was what Harry had been most looking forward to.
When Harry entered the shop he felt a strange tingly sensation. He knew what it was; he was feeling the magic in this place.
"I thought I would be seeing you soon Misters Malfoy and Potter. Ah, Mrs. Malfoy 10 ½ inches, unicorn hair and mahogany isn't it?
"Correct as always Mr. Ollivander" Narcissa said politely and then Ollivander turned to Dante and for the first time in a long while he was puzzled. Ollivander had been born with their rare ability to sense magic signatures; because of it he always knew who was in his shop even before he saw them. He could also sense the difference between wizards, werewolves etc. however Dante's signature felt unlike anything he had ever felt before. Ollivander believed he had encountered at least one of all the magical beings over his long life, goblins, house-elves, werewolves even vampires but Dante did not seem to be any of them and yet he had a magic signature and therefore he was not a muggle and his signature was too strong to be a squib, how very curious.
Harry's signature was also strange. His was a hybrid signature, that by itself wasn't all that strange hybrids were not unheard of, in ancient times mating with a magical creature was considered a high honor as a result the vast majority of the so-called purebloods were actually not even pure-human much less pure wizard. Harry's signature felt like part wizard and part….whatever Dante was. Anyway, he had a job to do, time to focus. While he had been musing, his enchanted measuring tape
"All right now boys, which is your wand arm?" he asked
"Left" Draco answered immediately
"I'm right handed" Harry said a split second later
"We'll start with Mr. Malfoy" Ollivander said as he walked over to Draco who obligingly held out his left arm so Ollivander could measure it. "Now let's see if we can find you the right wand"
"Huh?" Harry asked "why does it matter, won't any wand do?"
Ollivander nearly stumbled over "It matters a great deal Mister Potter. A wizard's wand becomes a part of themselves and more importantly, the wand chooses the wizard. If a wand and a wizard are not compatible it hinders the flow of magic that means you will never get as good results with another wizard's wand as with your own."
"Oh, I see" Harry said, realizing he had underestimated the importance of wands. Meanwhile Ollivander went over to a nearby shelf, pulled one wand off it and said
"Now Mister Malfoy, both your parents have Mahogany wands, so try this one." He handed the wand to him. "Eleven inches, Mahogany and Dragon Heartstring."
As soon as Draco raised the wand green sparks shot of it.
"Well, it seems we have a match." Ollivander said surprised, it was very rare that he matched a wizard with a wand on the first try. He was also a little disappointed, he loved watching wizards experiment with different wands until they find the right one, hopefully Harry would be more of a challenge.
"Now Mister Potter, you have your mother's eyes." Ollivander sighed "It seems like just yesterday she was here buying her first wand 10 and ¼ inches with a unicorn hair core, a very nice wand for charm work, your father on the other hand Mahogany wand eleven inches with dragon heartstring for a core, excellent for transfiguration. Now let's see what kind of wand we can get for you."
"Hmm, Willow with dragon heartstring, give it a try."
Harry took it and waved it toward the front window. The window shattered, Harry hastily dropped it and Ollivander said "Definitely not that one."
Harry tried another and another and another, working up a rather impressive pile of tired and failed wands until Ollivander fetched one from the back room and handed it to Harry
When Harry waved multi-colored sparks shot out of it, the sparks reminded Harry of fireworks. He'd only seen them once, they happened to be in the US on a mission during the fourth of July and Americans habitually celebrated their independence day with fireworks and they had decided that they might as well watch.
"Curious, very curious" Ollivander muttered
"Why, Mister Ollivander?" Harry asked
Ollivander sighed "I remember every wand that I ever sold Mister Potter, your wand which is eleven inches, made of Holly with a phoenix feather core has a brother-"
"How can I wand have a brother?" Harry asked
"It means that they have cores from the same animal, in this case a phoenix tail feather, this particular phoenix gave just two feathers. One now resides in your wand and the other in the wand that gave you that scar."
Everyone's eyes widened
"I am sorry to say that I sold the wand that did it" Ollivander continued "Yew 13 inches, a powerful wand and in the wrong hands…I think we can expect to see great things from you Mister Potter."
Harry wasn't sure he liked that
"Harry, you will want to get some polish too" Narcissa told him
"Why?" Harry asked
"Because polishing your wand regularly helps make sure it stays in good working order." Ollivander explained
"Okay, do you sell that here, Mister Ollivander?" Harry asked
"Of course, I'll go fetch some from the back." Ollivander said
Once they had paid for their things, it was time for the Malfoys to go home.
"I'll write you soon Harry" Draco promised
"I'll be waiting" Harry said
Once they were gone, Harry turned to Dante and asked "are we going back to Venice now?"
Dante shook his head "No, I think we should stay here and try to learn about this new world you're in; we also need to call the Foundation and tell them what's going on. We'll do that once we've found a place to stay."