Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 13 The Wand Chooses the Wizard
The wand chooses the wizard... A year ago, Ciron, like Hermione, thought that this sentence was an advertising slogan that Ollivander came up with to add a sense of mystery.

It wasn't until last year that he discovered that this was not the case.

And all this started because of a magic wand, a wand that failed and succeeded.

Xi Lun remembers it clearly.

[Maple, Moon-crazy Beast Neck Hair, 11 inches]

【Condition: Perfect】

[Features: Slow, the slower the spell is chanted, the higher the success rate of the spell.]

It is said to be a success because there is absolutely no problem with the entire wand, and its condition is exactly the same as the one made by Ollivander.

The failure is naturally the exaggerated slowness, which is exactly the opposite of a normal wand.

With a normal magic wand, if you chant the spell too slowly, the magic power will dissipate before it has time to condense.

But the one he made... Xi Lun tested it himself once, and once the chanting speed exceeded two notes per second, it would not be able to react and would shut down.

Two notes per second, and a levitation spell takes three and a half seconds?

Isn’t this nonsense!

Siren always thought that this wand would never be sold, and Ollivander thought so too, until that day, a special guest came to the store.

A decadent beater who, due to a curse, can only produce one note per second.

How should I put it, he and that slow wand were a match made in heaven, a pair made for each other.

He had already prepared himself mentally for not being able to continue being a wizard, but this possibility was completely reversed by a magic wand.

Of course, he couldn't be a striker, but he could continue to use magic and not become a different kind of squib.

In this way, Xi Lun successfully sold his first wand. That was also the first time he hesitated whether it was true that the wand chose the wizard.

There is a reason why this saying has been passed down for more than two thousand years.

And after accepting these, some things suddenly became smooth.

"A magic wand chooses its wizard. Since I can make it successfully, there must be someone who can use it. Even if it can't be used now, there will definitely be a wizard who can use it in ten or a hundred years."

It was with these words that Siren finally made Ollivander accept his unconventional wand core materials, and he reluctantly helped him find Hincklepunk's leg bones, the feathers of the ball-drifting bird, the brain and nose hair of the troll...

Think more.

Xi Lun shook his head hurriedly.

He now only wants to improve his abilities and perfect this unique wand system that belongs to him.

Xi Lun was well aware that his talent in magic was limited. Although it was not bad, it was definitely not comparable to geniuses like Dumbledore and Voldemort.

In order to protect himself and his grandfather Ollivander after Voldemort's return, he must find another way to increase his strength.

The magic wand... or rather the properties of the magic wand that only he can see, if used properly, may be able to open up a completely new path.

Moreover, wand makers do not have to worry about resistance and can use every wand they make at will, which is also his advantage.

Of course, it would be even better if a wand stronger than the Elder Wand could be created in the process.

While this is difficult, it doesn't have to be done right now.

Dumbledore is still alive, there's no rush.

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The Gryffindor common room was a little far away. Following the freshmen and prefects, Siren walked up and down the stairs, stopping and starting, twice passing through doors hidden behind sliding panels and curtains, and then walked up another long flight of stairs.

During this time, they also encountered a special ghost, a dwarf who looked like a ghost but could touch objects.

Everyone learned his name from the prefect Percy.

Peeves, a mischievous ghost, likes to throw canes and other objects at students' heads.

But he was afraid of the professor, and another ghost named the Bloody Baron. Percy just scared him with the name and he ran away.

Xi Lun turned his head and stared thoughtfully at the corner where Peeves disappeared.

Does Peeves have a physical body?
If so, can he pull his hair out?

It was too late and there were too many people around, so Xi Lun decided to find another opportunity to ask.

"You should be on guard against Peeves," Percy reminded, leading everyone forward.

"The Bloody Baron is the only one who can subdue him. He won't even listen to us prefects. Here we are."

He stopped at the end of the corridor in front of a portrait of a plump woman.

"Password."

"Dragon scum," Percy said.

The painting was seen moving unsteadily forward, revealing a circular hole in the wall.

This is the entrance to the Gryffindor common room.

To be honest, in Xi Lun's opinion, this place is really big. It can accommodate more than ten wand shops, and there is even a spiral staircase leading to the second floor.

The boys' dormitory is on the second floor.

A five-person room was not very good. To be honest, the moment he saw the dormitory, he felt even more resistance than when he was in the auditorium.

There are too many people, and it would be very inconvenient to do something in this situation. Can't Hogwarts have a few more dormitories?

The answer is yes!

When Xi Lun approached Professor McGonagall with a try-it-out attitude and asked to live in a dormitory alone, the vice-headmaster did not object immediately.

"Can you tell me the reason?" Professor McGonagall put down the quill in her hand.
In fact, most Gryffindors prefer to live in groups, so they are also the college with the largest number of dormitories.

Correspondingly, Ravenclaw has the least number of dormitories and is also the college with the most applications for single dormitories.

Maybe it’s because wise people like to walk alone.

Unexpectedly, on the first day of school, Xi Lun, who was assigned to Gryffindor, came to apply for a single dormitory.

"If I have to give a reason, would it be that I'm worried about disturbing others?" Xi Lun thought for a moment and said, "The noise I made while making the wand was a bit loud. Everyone is tired all day, and I'm afraid I might disturb their rest."

"Making wands..." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, remembering Xiren's other identity. Mainly because she didn't expect Xiren to take on this job at such a young age.

"Okay." Professor McGonagall agreed without much hesitation.

The reason was very good. Gryffindor just happened to have a vacant dormitory, so there was no need to hesitate.

"This is the key to your new dormitory." She took out an antique brass key and handed it to Xi Lun. "Don't lose it. There is an anti-unlocking spell on the door of the dormitory. It can only be opened with the key."

"Also, let me remind you, if you ever want to return to your original dormitory, you must obtain your roommate's consent in advance, otherwise I will not agree."

"Oh, I see." Xi Lun said casually, not caring.

What he meant was, if he wanted to live with other people, why would he bother applying for a single dormitory?

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(End of this chapter)