Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 40 Christmas Gift

Professor McGonagall's threat was effective immediately. The students moved much faster. In less than a minute, all the people who had come to join in the fun had run away from the corridor.

Xi Lun also saw the culprit of this incident.

Ron and Malfoy, each held in one hand by Hagrid, glared at each other.

Next to them were Harry, Crabbe, and Goyle. Their robes were all wrinkled. It was obvious that they had just been in a scuffle and were only separated by the presence of Professor McGonagall.

But was Harry so brave? Not only was he fighting one against two, but his opponents were Crabbe and Goyle - to be honest, they looked like two third-year students, at least two times stronger than their peers.

"I want an explanation!" said Professor McGonagall, her eyes blazing.

"It was Malfoy who spoke rudely to Ron first, Professor McGonagall." Hagrid put them both on the ground and said, "Malfoy just insulted his family."

"I, I was just telling the truth." Malfoy was dissatisfied and said angrily, "But Weasley actually hit me in the face. He was the first to hit me!"

"Ten points from Gryffindor!" said Professor McGonagall expressionlessly.

"No, Professor, he's lying!" Ron shouted, his face flushing.

Across from him, Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle were grinning smugly.

But before they could be happy for long...

"Ten points off Slytherin!"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the three of them looked like they had eaten a skewer of cockroaches while eating candy.

"Wait a minute, Professor, I think you're mistaken." Malfoy tried to defend himself. "Everyone can testify that he was the first to hit me."

"I think I fully understand what's going on, and I believe you do too," said Professor McGonagall, her expression grim. "If you think my handling of the matter is unfair, you can also go to Professor Snape."

Under Professor McGonagall's gaze, Malfoy was dissatisfied but chose to keep his mouth shut.
"Very good." Professor McGonagall nodded and said, "Hagrid, we have been waiting for you. The hall is now missing the last tree."

"Sorry, Professor McGonagall, I'll be right there." Hagrid picked up a nearby fir tree and followed it away.

The silver fir tree will later be placed in the auditorium as the centerpiece of Christmas decorations.

"Just wait and see, Weasley, I won't let you go!" Malfoy said gritting his teeth after Professor McGonagall and Hagrid left.

"Let's go!" He didn't continue to argue, and took Crabbe and Goyle and squeezed past Harry rudely.

"Look at him, as if I'm afraid of him." Ron looked at Malfoy's back and shook his fist vigorously. "If Hagrid hadn't stopped me just now, I would definitely have taught him a lesson."

Harry didn't say anything, just rubbed his arm by himself.

Crabbe and Goyle were so strong. If the other Gryffindor students hadn't acted quickly enough, he might have spent Christmas in the hospital wing.

"Are you okay?" Hermione ran over and asked.

"It's okay, Professor McGonagall arrived just in time." Harry said, his eyes suddenly looking across the corridor, towards the dungeon classroom.

"Luckily you called Professor McGonagall. If it was Snape, he would have only deducted our points and would not have punished Malfoy."

"Well, isn't that settled?" said Hermione. "You really should go to the Great Hall. It's truly magnificent. I don't know how to describe it!"

"You guys go first, I have something else to do." Harry said, winked at Hermione, and ran away in a flash.

To be honest, both Ron and Hermione were confused at the moment and had no idea what was going on.

"What's wrong with him?" Ron asked confusedly.

"I don't know." Hermione was equally confused. Harry seemed to wink at her, but she had no idea what he meant.

"Forget it, let's go to the auditorium first."

"it is good."

At the same time, Harry, who had run out, had already gone up the stairs, and then caught up with Siren, who was about to return to the common room, in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady on the eighth floor.

When Professor McGonagall came over just now, Xi Lun immediately put away his wand and left with the others.

The Weasley brothers ran even earlier, as if Professor McGonagall would cancel the Quidditch match if they were a second slower.

"Wait, Xi Lun."

"Harry?" Siren stopped in front of the passage. "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"I want to buy a wand," said Harry.

"Huh?" Xi Lun was stunned at first, then his eyes lit up.

"Classy, ​​come with me!" He pulled Harry through the passage into the common room, pushed him into an armchair, and turned around and rushed to the dormitory on the second floor.

"Please wait a moment, I'll be right there."

"No, I..." Harry wanted to say something, but in the blink of an eye, there was no one in front of him.

It wasn't until five minutes later that Xiren returned to the common room, holding a tray with more than a dozen different... wands neatly arranged on it?
Harry wasn't sure if the round, steering-wheel-looking thing was actually a wand.

There were also other wands with strange shapes, which he had never seen in Ollivander's Wand Shop.

"I recommend this one. Triple the magic, triple the happiness..." Xiren pointed to the round wand. "Or you can try them all out. If you don't like any of them, I have a two and a half foot long wand in my dormitory. It's not finished yet, but I can take pre-orders."

"How much?" Harry thought he had misheard.

The wand they were talking about just now wasn't a stick for playing with bludgers...feet?
Is this right?
"Wait a minute, I really like my current wand and have no plans to change it." Harry took a deep breath and interrupted the chattering Siren.

"I want to buy the wand with the Redcap nerve as the core."

Xi Lun paused and quickly thought of something.

"Ron?"

"Yes," said Harry, "I decided a long time ago that I was going to give him that wand for Christmas."

"If that's the case, why didn't you tell me in advance?" Xi Lun said, "So I could prepare in advance."

"Because I wanted to give Ron a surprise," said Harry.

"Haha." Xi Lun curled his lips, "I don't know if Ron is surprised or not, but you did give me a surprise."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Harry was confused. "If it's money, I'm ready."

He grabbed a handful of gold coins from his pocket, exactly seven Galleons, no more, no less. He must have prepared them in advance.

"No, it has nothing to do with Garlon. It's the wand..." Xiren spread his hands, "Well, I sent it back to the store two months ago."

"What?" Harry paused, his hand holding the gold coin in mid-air. "You mean to say, the wand is in Diagon Alley?"

"It could be somewhere else." Xiren sighed, "To be honest, I'm not sure where the wand is."

(End of this chapter)