Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 39 Conflict
Overnight, Hogwarts Castle was covered with thick snow, as if reminding people that Christmas is coming soon.

Xi Lun's original plan was to return to Diagon Alley for Christmas because he received a letter from his parents a month ago stating that they would return to England for Christmas.

But now the plans have changed.

Xi Lun glanced at the long-necked glass bottle on the windowsill. In the middle of the light yellow resin inside, a "baseball bat" about two and a half feet long was floating quietly.

This is the staff body he has been making these days. Judging from its current state, it should soon meet the standards for making a staff body.

The other thing is the wand core. Hagrid still doesn't allow Siren to take that thing out of the cabin. If he goes home for Christmas, he can only find time to make this special wand after school starts.

Xi Lun didn't want to miss this rare holiday, so he signed his name on the list of students staying in school for the holiday.

"Ciarron Ollivander, come to my office." Snape said in a cold tone after the Potions class.

Harry and the other two, who were almost at the door, suddenly stopped and turned to look at Xiren.

The little emotions from a month ago had long been washed away by time. Harry and Ron had been looking for an opportunity to say something to Siren, and now was a good opportunity.

"What does he want from you?" Harry asked, sounding a little worried.

"Don't worry, I'm not incarcerated," Xi Lun said. "Maybe my application has been approved."

"Did you really buy something from him?" Ron asked in surprise.

"Not yet... I'm not buying anything, I'm applying. I'm looking for Professor McGonagall." Xi Lun said, "It's hard to explain in a few words. I'll go first. See you in the auditorium later."

After a few words, their relationship seemed to return to what it was before, as if the little friction a month ago had never existed.

"Okay, see you in the hall later," said Harry, feeling secretly relieved.

After leaving the classroom, Cielen followed Snape to his office.

Compared to the last time I came here, there was almost no change, except that the potion materials on the wall had been replaced with a new batch.

"This is what you want." Snape took out a thumb-sized bottle and placed it on the table. He stared at Xiren expressionlessly and asked:

"Tell me, how did you know there was troll blood in the school?"

"I heard it from Professor Quirrell." Xi Lun said calmly as he gave the reason he had prepared long ago.

All he had to do was put the blame on Quirrell; no matter how much he denied it, Snape wouldn't believe him.

Sure enough, when he heard Quirrell's name, Snape's face instantly turned gloomy and his brows furrowed, as if he had seen something disgusting.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"Making a wand," said Siren.

"You're lying!" Snape suddenly approached, his black cloak stirring up a cold breeze. "I've learned that the blood of magical beasts isn't needed to make wands. You'd better tell the truth!"

"I'm telling the truth." Siren looked into Snape's eyes calmly. "If you don't believe me, you can ask Professor McGonagall. She has confirmed it with my grandfather."

Xilun did not lie. This bottle of troll blood was prepared by Xilun for the wand core in advance just in case, and he followed the formal procedures.

First, he wrote a letter to his grandfather Garrick Ollivander, who then applied to Minerva McGonagall, the headmaster of Gryffindor, on behalf of Cielen. After Professor McGonagall agreed, she passed the application to Snape.

This was a bit cumbersome and took several days, but the advantage was that it was completely in line with school regulations.

Xi Lun was telling the truth, so he naturally didn't feel guilty at all.

Snape stared into Siren's eyes. Suddenly, his face turned pale, veins on his forehead bulged, and in less than a second, a layer of fine sweat beads appeared on his face.

This sudden change scared Xi Lun. Before he could say anything, he saw Snape waved his hand vigorously.

"Get out! Get out!" he roared, and the door slammed open.

Looking at Snape's expression, Xi Lun seemed to have guessed something. He didn't say anything, quickly picked up the bottle on the table, turned around and left.

As soon as he left the office, the door slammed shut again, sending up a cloud of dust.

Xi Lun stood in the corridor, thinking about Snape's strange behavior just now, and subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

Snape just...didn't use Legilimency on him.

Although he didn't feel anything, judging by Snape's expression just now, it was probably true. Magicians thousands of years ago were not as gentle as wizards today, and this was also reflected in the magic circles they created.

If Occlumency is a curtain, then the magic circle is a hornet's nest hanging on a tree. Don't even think about lying on it and looking inside without restraint. Even if you get a little closer, you will be stung on the head.

Snape must have been stung.

Using Legilimency on a student because of a bottle of troll blood that Professor McGonagall had agreed to use?
Hey, he really deserved to be stung.

Snape's image as a professor plummeted in Xi Lun's mind.

But it doesn't matter, as long as he is willing to help buy things, he is still a good professor.

Xi Lun left the underground classroom and found that the corridor leading to the entrance hall was extremely crowded. Not only were there students on both sides, but people were also coming in continuously, all of them were Gryffindors and Slytherins.

One side was on the left, the other on the right, with the green and red scarves clearly separated. They were arguing with each other so fiercely that some people even took out their wands.

As more and more people came, the road ahead was completely blocked. At this time, Xi Lun suddenly discovered that the entrance to the underground classroom where he was was on the Slytherin camp side.

When I looked up, I saw silver-green scarves all in front of me.

But because there was some distance between the underground classroom and the corridor, and the quarrel was too loud, no one noticed him at this moment.

Collective conflict?

A gang fight scene?

Xi Lun silently took out his wand from his pocket, hesitating whether to strike first.

After all, his position is quite good. If he attacks from behind, he can easily cause chaos within Slytherin.

However, before he could do anything, a cry of surprise suddenly came from behind him.

"Oh, what is this!"

Xi Lun turned around immediately, but breathed a sigh of relief after seeing who it was.

"Fred, George, why are you here?"

"To attack them from behind, of course," Fred blurted out.

"Before you ask any more questions, could you please tell us what you're holding?"

"The wand," said Siren.

"Of course we know wands." George rubbed his eyes vigorously, "But why did you take three wands!"

"Because I can only hold three in one hand." Xi Lun said.

"You got more?"

"Of course," said Cecil as a matter of course. "Besides, as a wandmaker, it's only reasonable for me to carry a few extra wands."

If possible, Xi Lun would like to take more, but he is only in the first grade, and three is already a stretch.

Fred and George were stunned for a moment, and for a moment they actually felt that this made a lot of sense...

No, they weren't talking about hand size!

"What are you doing? Everyone leave immediately!"

Just when Weasley and George wanted to continue talking, Professor McGonagall, who had received the news, came with Hermione.

She pursed her lips tightly, and everyone immediately scrambled to the sides, trying to stay away from the most conspicuous position.

However, because there were too many people, it was not easy to do this, and several people fell down.

"Pointing your wand at your classmates, do you know what you're doing?"

"Twenty points each for Gryffindor and Slytherin!"

She looked furious, her voice trembling, "Everyone leave here immediately. If this happens again, the next Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin will be cancelled!"

(End of this chapter)