As Hermione found herself standing outside of the next shop on her list she couldn't help but be disappointed, Ollivanders wand shop looked completely normal, the outside wasn't impressive in any way which considering this was what she was most excited to get was a shame. Opening the door revealed a disorganised mess of shelves that stretched up to the roof of the shop, each one was filled with boxes, a little bell sat on a wooden counter which bore many scorch marks and chucks of the brown wood were missing, clearly like everything in this shop it was very old and very well used. Hermione stood there for a few seconds, taking the mess in before walking forward and ringing the bell, the sound cut through the dusty stillness and with seconds a small old man walked out from behind the rows of shelves, he had wide pale eyes that seemed to shine in the poorly lit light of the shop, she guessed that this was Mister Ollivander, swallowing the nervousness she decide to speak first "Hello Sir, I am Hermione Granger, I was hoping you could help me purchase my wand."