Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 21 The round wand gave the professor a little shock
Half an hour later, Dumbledore left the hall from the teachers' table.

Xi Lun looked at him and subconsciously thought of the completely unreasonable repair spell. Unfortunately, he did not see any information about the wand on Dumbledore.

Maybe he didn't have it with him, or maybe the Elder Wand was special.

Snape also left the hall, followed by Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall...

At this point, Xilun suddenly stood up.

"Xiron, what's wrong with you?" Harry and Ron were startled.

"Nothing, I just remembered something." Xi Lun said casually, then turned and ran out of the auditorium.

"What's he doing?" Ron looked at Harry.

"How should I know?" said Harry.

"This is... inexplicable." Ron muttered, grabbing a chicken leg and stuffing it into his mouth.

He hasn't eaten enough yet.

the other side.

Xi Lun ran out of the hall and quickened his pace, catching up with Professor McGonagall before she went up the stairs.

"Mr. Ollivander?" Professor McGonagall looked at Siren in surprise. "What do you want to talk to me about? You don't want to change dormitories again, do you?"

"No." Siren shook his head. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall, this may be a bit rude, but could you give me a few strands of hair?"

"My hair?" Professor McGonagall frowned subconsciously.

This request actually goes beyond the scope of impoliteness and should be considered extremely excessive. Wizards with bad tempers may even draw their wands on the spot.

Because in the wizarding world, a strand of hair can do many things, the most common of which is Polyjuice Potion, followed by all sorts of messy curses and black magic.

"What do you want to do?" Perhaps because of Xi Lun's identity or his age, Professor McGonagall did not refuse outright.

"The wand," said Siren.

"Wand?"

"Yes, to be precise, it's the core of the wand."

"..."

Professor McGonagall was silent for a long time.

How to say it, this was the first time she heard such an absurd request.

But at this point, she still didn't refuse.

"Come into my office, Mr. Ollivander, if you've had enough."

"Of course," said Xi Lun.

Professor McGonagall turned and walked up the stairs, with Ciarán following closely behind.

The bottom flight of stairs began to rotate upwards, and soon they appeared in the corridor on the second floor. But it wasn't over yet, the stairs continued to rotate, rising floor by floor. Xi Lun didn't even have to walk much before he was sent to the eighth floor.

"Hurry up and follow me. What are you thinking about?" Professor McGonagall reminded him, bringing Xiren back to his senses.

"These stairs..." Xi Lun said, "Why do they run around everywhere after we go up? There have been many times when I was almost at the classroom, but I was sent back to the eighth floor without paying attention."

"That's how it was when I was at school," said Professor McGonagall. "Here we are."

She pushed open a door at the end of the corridor and walked in.

Professor McGonagall's office is very similar to her personality, simple, clean and without any unnecessary decorations.

There was a spacious desk inside, neatly laid out with students' homework, ink, and quills, and a bookshelf next to the fireplace was filled with various books and magazines related to Transfiguration.

"Well, Mr. Ollivander," Professor McGonagall said, walking behind the desk and looking up at Ciarán.

"I don't want to question your research and knowledge on wands, but I've never heard that wizards' hair can be used to make wand cores."

"It's just an idea of ​​mine," Siren explained. "The inspiration comes from the Delacour family in France."

"Delacour?" Professor McGonagall said, "Apolline Delacour?" "Yes, a wizard family with Veela blood." Siren said, "Three years ago, my grandfather made a special wand for the Delacour family, and the wand core was Veela hair.

"According to the description in Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, the bodies of untransformed Veela are almost identical to those of wizards.

"If Veela hair can be used to make wands, why not wizards'?"

Professor McGonagall looked at the high-spirited Siren. She was about to say something, but after hesitating for a moment, she changed to a tone that sounded less harsh.

"But as far as I know, no one can make a wand core from a wizard's hair, including your grandfather."

She wanted to persuade Xi Lun to give up this fantastic idea.

But Xi Lun didn't care.

"That's because I didn't have it before, but that doesn't mean I can't do it. I can show you the wand I made."

Professor McGonagall was about to say something when she saw Xi Lun take out a...bamboo ring?
Professor McGonagall wasn't sure what it was either.

Although Xi Lun said it was a magic wand, how could a magic wand be round?

"African arrow bamboo, the core is the brain of a five-legged monster, thirteen inches."

Professor McGonagall's eye twitched.

Is this bamboo ring really a magic wand?

But it doesn't even have a tip.

Seeing that Professor McGonagall still didn't believe it, Siren simply shook his wrist.

"Lumos!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of white light lit up at the bamboo joint directly above him.

Professor McGonagall's eyes widened, but she didn't expect this was just the beginning.

The next second, the bamboo joints on the left and the right also lit up.

Professor McGonagall couldn't sit still any longer and stood up suddenly. Because of her big movement, she knocked over the ink bottle on the table...

"Three magic spells..."

Professor McGonagall hadn't lost her composure like this in a long time, but using one wand to cast three spells at the same time was too incredible and even overturned her cognition.

"As you can see," Xi Lun said, "each section of the African arrow bamboo is independent of the others. It was not originally suitable for making a wand of standard length. Until one day, I discovered by chance that the brain of the pentapsid can connect them in another form, like this."

"Oh, by the way, it can be used this way." Xilun shook his wrist again.

"Restored as new."

The overturned ink bottle returned to the table, and the spilled ink floated back into the bottle.

Looking at the bamboo circle again, there were only two balls of white light shining on it.

"So, this wand can cast three different spells?" Professor McGonagall was even more surprised, and even ignored for a moment that what Xi Lun had just said was the brain of the five-legged monster, not the more reasonable brain nerves.

"In theory, yes," Xi Lun said.

"theory?"

"Because it requires extremely strong magical control." Xi Lun shrugged. "To be honest, I can only use the Illumination Spell and the Repair Spell at the same time now. I can't do anything more complicated."

After hearing what Xi Lun said, Professor McGonagall quickly calmed down.

Yes, how could it be so easy to use three different spells at the same time?

And if you think about it carefully, the sizes of the light balls from the three illumination spells just now were also abnormal.

When both sides light up, the light ball in the middle appears to have shrunk.

But even so, it is surprising enough. Xilun is only in the first grade now, and he will definitely grow up in the future.

Or, what if Dumbledore had held the wand...

(End of this chapter)