I woke up at 4 morning.
Don't ask me how do I know time.
I just know,
its an enchantment of the house ,
Anyone could tell time approximately.
Mom and dad were still sleeping.
I got out of the house.
as I looked in,
throught the window ,
I could see the hand with my face on the clock removed to "near by"in green light.
I got to the backside it was a beautifully sight.
In the dimlight I started jogging in the country side towards the forest. And when I reached the start of the forest
l turn around to the start.
It was good with the smooth breeze flowing through my hair.
I should get long hair.
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After 2 hours of running ,
push up,
sit up,
pull up (I did it on a branch.should do something about it. )
I got back to the house drenching.
Mom was in kitchen.
"Oww... you smell. Were were you "
"Just excersizing "
"Why??"
"Its good."
"..... aa whatever. Go take a shower"
"I will go to the river ."
"Mm.. be careful sweetie"
"Okay my love"
I got to room without waiting for her reply.
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The river had a killing cold.
But was pleasant.
As I returned home,
dad and mom was having breakfast before going to work.
"Good morning dad "
"Good morning ron"
"Come on sweetie.... eat your breakfast"
Mom said as she waved with the wand in the table and my breakfast was ready.
"Okay..my love"
Dad seemed surprised and mom seemed pleased
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"Ron... that's a good way to address mom"
We ate while talking and laughing.
I asked the question that bugged me since yesterday day.
"Dad... who owns the land around us???"
"We"
"I mean the land all the way to the muggle village and to the wizards village"
"Yes....us"
What ???then why are we poor???
Seeing the confusion in my face dad explained.
"Ron... in fact the muggle village and and wizards village also used to be our ancestors.
It was brought from them.
My great grand father stopped selling them.
He said that it will be chaotic near our houses and we can't have our space.
Which I agree.
Its good to be with ourselves. "
"Why don't try something like shops or something. ??"
" if you want anything you can just apparate to diegon alley."
"Then muggle side??"
"..... anyway am not interested in seelling these place"
The conversation turned rather serious.
He must really value our privacy.
"Its good.
It would be annoying if there is people poking around our home."
Dad was rather surprised when he heared what i said.
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After dad went to work,
mom told me :
"Your dad doesn't like give the land to others because this is where they lived for generation.
his father had told him to keep it without giving to anyone.
In fact your dad's uncles sold the magic village and muggle village . This is the land your grand father inherited."
Mmm quite stubborn....
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After sometime me and mom used floo powder to get to diagon alley. it was crowded with people.
There were all kind people.
We walked straight to Mr Olivander's.
Mom looked tensed.
Why is she tensed??
"Hi Mrs weasly how are you???
it's Dragon 11 inch right??"
" Its good and....No,last time I broke it and this is a new one.
And am here to buy a wand for my son,Ron."
Mr olivader turned to me and asked.
"What's your age??"
"12"
"Really???you look older.
Did your wand broke in the middle of the school term??"
"Kind of"
Mr Olivander looked at me for a moment.
Then a tap flyed through the air, and started to tap me.
"Mr weasley.... every wand of olivanders are great wants.
But you can't choose a wand, its the opposite.
The wand chooses the wizard it want to be with.
well probably .
Now to you..mmm...Aaa.. "
As the tap ended it's measuring,Mr olivander took a box from the shelf behind him.
From it he took a wand.
this one Was a clean black wand .
" I gets an attacking aura from you and your records say so too... try this.. hippogriff hair and centure tail complained an excellent wand for offence. 11 inch. Try it."
I took the wand from him with no idea what to do.
However, I didn't had to.
As the want itself shot out of my hand like a prey running from pradiator.
I looked at Mr olivander with a small smile.
"Ah.. that was great..now let's try another one"
We started trying.
One after another.
After an eternal amount of trying. I heard a bell.
Mr olivander who was looking for another wand to try... stopped.
With a small smile he said:
"Ahh sadly we have to end it here today."
Turning to my mom:
"Unfortunately Mrs weasley its time for me to close my shop.
sorry, I couldn't find a suitable wand for your son today.
why don't you come tomorrow.
We can try other wands..
no...! you should come tomorrow.
please.... its been a while since l have a tough job,
l am really curious to know which will choose him."
After a pause.
"Okay then we will come tomorrow then"
My mom answered.
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We exited olivanders.
"Ahhh... should I come tomorrow too??"
I asked mom.
"Yes offcourse don't you want get your wand??"
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Next day the same thing happened.
I tried one after one,
hour after hour.
Nothing worked.
I even broke something.
"Don't worry Mr weasley there are many wants to try we will find it"
' I'm not worried'
As time passed.
the bell rang and we stopped.
As we were returning,
we saw Mrs. Griffins. She lived in the nearby muggle village.
she and mom talked for some time.
at last she asked
"Molly... what's your boy's age again."
"12..."
Is there something I don't know??.
Wait a minute Now that I think about it I don't know what my full condition is, after the accident.
When we reached home.
I asked Mom about it.
" it's nothing really, you are perfectly okay"
mom was hesitant to say it.
" mom shouldn't I know my own condition to take care of myself"
mom didn't talk for a while.
" ron.. the healers couldn't find what spell you used, all they could say was that in your present condition you have a different mind, it is as if you have lived a different life.
you have different feelings, different ways of thinking, different values. And now you are 16 years old,
your mind had grown and your magic had grown"
'that makes sense.'
" do you think it has something to do with me don't getting a suitable wand?"
" your father says. it could be... because you know, by the age of 14 your magic starts to stabilise.
automatically, you start to do your magic on your own way which decreases the wands that will suit you well"
'that also makes sense.'
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The next day we tried wands till noon,
"this is the last want."
he give me without the description.
he had just stopped describing since yesterday.
he just gives me a wand and take it back.
This one just jumped out of my hand
'Can't you be a little polite'
"sadly Mr weasley there's no wand suitable for you in my possession.
It's not really... it's not really a problem.
You can select a wand.
It's not that important for the wand to select it's owner.
You can choose a wand "
it was fun to watch he say that after he gave that wand chooses wizard speech the day before yesterday.
" okay.... why don't you suggest something for me"
He looked thoughtful.
"Let me see...
wands that had a neutral reaction for you had one thing in common,
it had defence surplus, they were wands that had less offensive capabilities.
At the same time the wands which reacted wildly are the wands that focuses on its offence capabilities.
especially the last one it was specially made for offence.
Soo..why don't you try something that has good defence?...
oh yes...! why not.... no.... it's okay....not good....."
he was debating with himself.
"what is it ?" I asked.
" there is a wand that you hadn't tried. Which may suit you"
he said hesitantly
" let's try it"
I said.
"trying won't harm, right?"
he stood there for some time then got inside.
We waited for a bit and there was many sound of moving things from inside.
After some time he returned with a wandbox.
It wasn't the usual one, rather it was akin to a small plant with small leaves covering around it.
"This was made by my great great grandfather.
In his 120 years he only made one wand.
He was trying to imitate 'the great wand' inthe legends.
As it turned out it was really really really good in defence,
It had a great power in a team.
but when it comes to its offensive abilities it lacks.....
it really really lack.
Even some utility spells do do well with it.
you could try it,
but I don't suggest it.
11 inch flexible try it.
He opened the the box and gave me the wand inside.
It was just a wood peice.
Like a branch broken from a tree.
It gave off an ancient feel .
as I held it in my hand...
it felt just right.
the feeling you get when you wear the correct size of gloves.
"this is good.... I think??"
I asked.
Mr Oliver had a complicated look
"Are you sure about this Mr Wesley You can't attack with that.
I mean stupify made by that one can't even hurt someone"
"No it's okay I'm not planning on attacking anyone anyway.
and I think I can attack with my fists right??"
"Given you can reach a wizard" he answered.
" what do you think Mrs weasley.?"
" isn't good that he got a wand that is fit for him? And harming someone is not good"
'wow that exactly is my ideology. enjoy my life doing nothing.
Do my training ....eat....sleep....'