Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 34: Horror Office
"What the hell is wrong with him?" Harry muttered in disbelief as he watched Snape walk away.

Merlin, he must have been half asleep to hear Snape agree to buy something for Siren, and it was contraband.

"I don't know." Ron rubbed his ears hard.

"It must be out of the professor's sense of responsibility." Hermione said.

Harry couldn't help but laugh. "I really hope that when he deliberately makes trouble for me, he can also remember the sense of responsibility of a professor."

Xi Lun did not speak. He suddenly realized that Snape did not seem to be... well, he was still quite annoying. But if you put aside his partiality, meanness, abuse of power, vanity, and preference for Potter, Snape could be considered a qualified professor.

That's how it is for Xi Lun anyway.

If he bought materials from Snape, he could save a lot of shipping costs. After all, as a professor, it would be inappropriate for him to ask students for errand fees.

Moreover, Snape was a famous potion master with a keen eye for potion materials. Nothing that passed through his hands would be defective or fake.

The only trouble is that there are restrictions and many things cannot be purchased.

But this is not a big problem for Xi Lun. He didn't intend to use any banned materials. If it is really necessary... let's talk about it later. The Weasley brothers should be able to help by then.

Xi Lun was just thinking about it when suddenly three heads appeared in front of him.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione came over at some point and stared at him together, as if trying to see something from his face.

"What are you doing!" Xilun subconsciously took a step back and distanced himself from them.

"Are you and Snape...relatives?" Harry managed to say this after a long time.

Apart from this reason, he really couldn't understand why Snape would help a Gryffindor. Snape didn't even confiscate those things, but kept them for inspection. If there was no problem, he would return them to him in the evening.

Harry racked his brains but couldn't understand why a few bloody red-capped hearts could be kept for inspection, but a copy of "Quidditch Through the Ages" was to be confiscated.

If you think about it carefully, the Ollivander family has a long history. As the head of Slytherin, who values ​​pure-blood the most, Snape might really have some relationship with Siren.

"Don't talk nonsense." Xi Lun glanced at him, "Professor Snape is a good professor, not that snobbish."

"Snape, good professor?" Ron shrieked, glaring at Siren. "I never thought you would betray me."

Harry's face was sullen too.

They are friends, shouldn't friends stand on the same side?
"I'm warning you, don't say anything bad about Professor Snape, otherwise I will report you." Xi Lun raised his eyebrows.

Now Snape, like Hagrid, is an important material supplier to him. In comparison, he is not familiar with people like Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, so they shouldn't try to get close to him.

Ron and Harry blushed.

Although they could tell that Xilun's words just now were a joke, they were still a bit irritating.

"Hermione, you are not allowed to lend him homework in the future." Ron wanted to pull Hermione to his side and teach Ciron a lesson.

He knew very well that Xiren's homework was the same as theirs, and he would ask Hermione for help when doing his homework.

Hermione just thought it was childish and didn't even look at him.

Later, when they returned to the auditorium for lunch, Ron was still chattering, trying to correct Xiren's wrong ideas.

But no one paid any attention to him. Siren pretended not to hear, Hermione was too lazy to say anything, and Harry was too nervous.

The Quidditch match was about to begin. Whenever he thought about it, his heart started beating faster and he couldn't even eat.

That night, the Gryffindor common room was bustling with activity, as everyone was looking forward to tomorrow's match.

When Xi Lun came out of the dormitory, a figure rushed over quickly. "Xi Lun, are you going to Snape's office now?" Harry asked.

"That's right." Xi Lun nodded. "Do you want to go with me? I remember that one of your books was confiscated as well."

"If possible, can you help me get it back?" Harry asked in a low voice.

He had originally thought of going by himself, but Snape had been bothering him almost every day these days, and he really didn't want to see that face.

It just so happened that Xi Lun was going to the Potions office, so he wondered if he could ask him for help.

"Let me try." Xi Lun said casually.

If it was someone else asking him, he wouldn't mind asking one more question, but Harry...

Snape's feelings towards Potter were different. It would not be easy to get back even a piece of parchment, let alone a book.

After leaving the common room, Ciarán went downstairs to Snape's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Snape's voice came from inside.

Xi Lun pushed the door open and walked in.

The office was chilly and dimly lit, with all sorts of strange potion materials hanging on the walls.

Snape was sitting behind a table of indeterminate color, waving his wand to place a glass jar, which could be considered a bucket, on the table.

Is that... blood in the glass jar?
Xi Lun was a little unsure, but he saw a piece of white bone exposed behind the table.

At night, in a gloomy underground classroom, unknown liquids were collected, bones were scattered on the ground, and a professor was wiping his hands.

Xi Lun suddenly didn't really want what he had, and he didn't know if it was too late to run away.

"Your things are on the table." Snape raised his eyelids. "Take them away quickly. If it were me, I would just throw away that low-quality garbage."

Xi Lun ignored Snape's sarcasm and stepped forward to take the bag.

Regardless of whether it is of inferior quality or not, he bought it with his own money and cannot waste it.

"Well, professor, I'm going back." Xi Lun said and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute." Snape suddenly shouted, "Go find Rubeus Hagrid and ask him to come to me. You know who Rubeus Hagrid is."

"Of course Professor, I know," Siren said, turning and walking out the door.

But then he noticed a familiar object behind the door, a wooden stick about four feet long.

The reason why it is familiar is that Xi Lun has seen it before, in the hands of a troll.

The scene of the troll running towards him dragging a stick was so shocking that Xilun still can't forget it, so he was very sure that it was the troll's weapon.

But after the troll fell, the stick fell on the corridor. How did it end up here...

"What are you dawdling about!"

Before Xi Lun could figure it out, Snape's impatient voice came from behind him.

"Sorry, professor, I'll go right away." Xi Lun didn't hesitate and walked out of the office quickly.

(End of this chapter)