Chapter 13: Cultural Person

Chapter 13: Cultural Person

Resisting the slight discomfort of mysophobia, Coven followed Ollivander all the way to the bar counter. However, Ollivander obviously had no intention of sitting down. Instead, just like he had been doing since he came out of the hospital, he introduced Coven's identity to the bar owner.

"Oh ---Welcome our lucky Mr. Quinn." After listening to Ollivander's introduction, the bar owner immediately stood on tiptoe from behind the bar counter. His upper body crossed the bar counter and reached his hand in front of Coven. He said very warmly, "My name is Tom. You can call me Old Tom at will."

"Hello, Mr. Tom." Coven did not obediently call him Old Tom. His main task now was to make himself the first person, such as being obedient, polite, timid, and so on. After all, in the face of this strange and familiar world, he had not made any preparations.

"What a polite little sir." Boss Tom was still smiling warmly and shook Coven's small hand. Updated chapters at novelhall.com sorry, Tom." Seeing that the two of them had already met each other, Ollivander interrupted, "I still have a lot of things to do today. Next time I'm free, I'll come and have a drink with you."

"Of course." Boss Tom nodded happily and smiled at Ollivander. "It just so happens that we have to add a new dish to our research in the next few days. I hope that we will be ready the next time you visit us."

"I am very happy to taste it." Ollivander smiled and replied, "I hope it's as delicious as the roast suckling pig in your store."

"I won't let you down." Boss Tom turned and walked to the entrance and exit of the bar counter. At the same time, he said, "I'll take you to the back alley."

"No, no, don't be so disrespectful to Tom." Ollivander waved his hand. "I can take him there myself."

"Well... okay then." Boss Tom pondered for a moment, smiled and said to Coven, "Then we welcome Mr. Juyin to visit next time."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Tom." Coven quickly straightened his upper body and responded with a reserved look.

"Let's go."

Ollivander reached out and patted Coven on the shoulder. His other finger pointed in the direction of the back door, but before he moved, he glanced at a newspaper on the bar from the corner of his eye...

Following Ollivander's guidance, the two of them passed through the back door of the bar and finally stood in front of a gray brick wall.

"Pay attention to this place." Ollivander took out his wand with his right hand and pointed at the bottom of the brick wall with his left hand. "Remember the location of this trash can."

Following Ollivander all the way, they stepped on the pebbles beneath their feet, squeezed through the alleys, and looked at the shops on both sides of the alley. Finally, the two stopped in front of a shop.

The shop looked small and broken. In the middle of the protruding glass windows on both sides of the door, there was a black wooden window door. The color of the golden signboard on the door had been peeled off, and it said that Ollivander had made an excellent wand three hundred and eighty-two years ago.

Ollivander opened the door, and along with the crisp sound of the copper bell above the door frame, Coven followed Ollivander into the shop.

The shop was not big. The reception area was about five meters square. There was a long bench for guests to take a seat and rest. All the seats extended to the shop were filled with wooden cabinets. All the shelves were filled with narrow boxes. In the middle of the shelves on both sides, there was only a meter-wide corridor for people to walk.

"Alright, Coven. Sit down for a while," Ollivander said as he walked towards the counter.

"Yes, sir." Coven sat on the bench obediently.

Of course, this magic wand shop was obviously the same as the magic world. It looked dirty and sloppy. Coven could only endure this. After all, it was not the time for him to express any opinions.

On the other side, Ollivander rummaged under the checkout table for a moment. After stuffing a document into his pocket, he walked out and said at the same time, "There is no fireplace in the shop. I have to go to the magic department from the public fireplace and help you make up for some procedures."

Seeing Ollivander walk over, Coven quickly got up from the bench, but Ollivander pressed his shoulder and sat back down.

Ollivander patted Coven on the shoulder and said softly, "I will be back in about twenty minutes. Remember, if there are guests entering, please wait a moment or go to other shops to buy things. After all, it is the start of the semester. There are many new guests coming at this time every year."

"Okay." Coven immediately nodded. "I will remember it."

Ollivander smiled with satisfaction and walked to the door. As he walked, he said, "You just stay in the shop and don't move around. I..."

Before Ollivander could finish, Coven responded almost reflexively, "I'll just eat two. I... cough cough..."

"What?" Ollivander stopped blankly and turned to look at Coven.

Coven coughed until his little face was slightly red. After suppressing her cough, he quickly responded, "No, no, it's nothing. I was just a little distracted..."

"Oh, sorry, I overlooked it again." Ollivander smiled when he heard this. He took another step and disappeared from the door. The last words came into the store at the same time, "I will bring you something to eat when I come back..."