Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 67 Voldemort Fragments

Before Dumbledore came out, the unicorn had already returned to the wand, so he didn't see what happened here.

The only thing that confused him was Voldemort's scream of pain, which was even more miserable than when Quirrell turned to ashes.

What on earth happened here... Dumbledore glanced at Siren who was stuffing a bottle into his pocket, hesitated for a moment, and didn't ask anything, but just asked him to take Harry to the school hospital later.

"Nettle wine tastes quite good, actually," Dumbledore added.

"It can't hold any more." Xi Lun said calmly, and subconsciously touched the pocket of his robe where his wand was placed.

At some point, a thin layer of frost had formed around his pockets.

Fortunately, the school robes were dark in color, and Dumbledore didn't seem to notice this subtle change.

However, Xi Lun understood another thing from his attitude. He was now certain that the three bottles did not contain poison, but pure false propaganda.

But it didn't matter. The only function of that thing now was to fill his pockets. Maybe it could be recycled later and sold in Knockturn Alley for some money. Even if it was discovered, it would only be Snape's own reputation that was destroyed.

"It's time to go back," said Dumbledore, pointing his wand hand backwards. A stretcher floated out steadily, with the unconscious Harry lying on it.

"Then I leave Harry to you," said Dumbledore.

Although Xi Lun wanted to find out what was on the unicorn's head, since Dumbledore said so, he felt embarrassed to refuse and could only nod and agree.

Then, Dumbledore sent the two back to the corridor on the fourth floor. This time, it was faster than when they came. Xi Lun didn't even move. He only felt a flash before his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already standing on the trapdoor.

Apparition? Or a Portkey? Siren glanced at the stretcher beside him.

But he quickly shook his head and denied both speculations.

Firstly, Dumbledore had never touched him before, so he did not meet the conditions for the follower to appear. Secondly, he did not feel the unique dragging sensation of using a portkey.

Could it be a phoenix?

Xi Lun subconsciously looked around for Fox, but accidentally discovered that the trapdoor under his feet had disappeared and turned into a complete floor.

How is this possible? He clearly saw some more just now...

A bold guess suddenly popped up in Xilun's mind. Could it be that he himself had not moved at all, but all the checkpoint rooms had disappeared?

"Hogwarts is a magical place, and even I can't claim to know all its secrets."

Dumbledore appeared on the other side and said softly, "I suggest you take some Dreamless Sleeping Potion. It will help you get a good night's sleep tonight."

He glanced at Xi Lun again, then quickly left the corridor.

Xi Lun looked at the floor for a while and found that there was no trace of the trap door before pushing Harry to the school hospital.

On the way, he also saw Professor Flitwick who was comforting the portrait, and Professor McGonagall who had just restored the stairs to their original state. Hermione and Ron were not there, probably because they were sent back to the dormitory by Professor McGonagall.

After seeing the unconscious Harry, Madam Pomfrey was very anxious. She quickly put him on a bed and checked him carefully with her wand. She soon determined that he was unconscious due to extreme weakness.

"I've never seen such a situation at school." Madam Pomfrey couldn't help but say, "He's physically and mentally exhausted to the extreme. Did he fight the Death Eaters for three days and three nights?"

Xi Lun shrugged and said nothing.

Although it wasn't as long as three days and three nights, he did fight with the Death Eaters, and with their leader.

Fortunately, Madam Pomfrey had no intention of investigating further. She immediately fed Harry two bottles of different potions, and then hurriedly prepared the third one.

"Xi Lun, Xi Lun..."

As soon as Madam Pomfrey left, Fred and George, who were also in the ward, immediately asked, "What happened to Harry?"

"And Ron, he was also sent here just now, but Professor McGonagall didn't tell us anything."

"Ron?" Xi Lun then noticed that there was another bed in the room with a curtain drawn on it, and faint intermittent snoring sounds could be heard from inside.

It must be Ron.

"He didn't tell you?" Siren asked doubtfully. Ron should have been sent here when the news was reported, while he and Dumbledore were still in the hallway.

He couldn't believe that Fred and George hadn't asked any questions in all that time.

"Don't mention it." Fred said unhappily, "Madam Pomfrey was always there, we could only pretend to be asleep."

"She finally left for a while, but that idiot Ron fell asleep!" George said gritting his teeth. Even his bandaged body was trembling slightly. It seemed that he was really angry.

"Well, actually they went to the fourth floor to break through." Xi Lun said casually.

"What's the challenge?"

"I told you there must be a surprise there!"

The Weasley brothers' eyes lit up.

But before Siren could say anything else, Madam Pomfrey returned.

"Don't talk loudly, it will disturb others' rest." She glared at Xilun.

"So, do you have anything else to do?"

"No, not anymore, Madam Pomfrey," Siren said, then turned around and left immediately, ignoring Fred and George's attempts to keep him.

The Weasley brothers were stunned.

Their curiosity has just been piqued, and this is the end?

You can’t be like this as a human being, and you can’t be like this as a wizard!
Even if you say half, or even one third...

Unfortunately, Xi Lun could not hear the cries in their hearts and resolutely left the school hospital. It was not that he was targeting the Weasley brothers intentionally, but Xi Lun really had other things to do.

And it's very important.

"You two...if you don't go to sleep...I'll draw the curtains...and no friends will come in anymore..."

Madam Pomfrey's scolding faded away until soon nothing could be heard.

Xilun returned to the castle again. This time he did not stop and returned to the eighth floor as quickly as possible.

The lights in the common room were on, and when he entered, Hermione was apologizing to Neville for using the Petrification Charm on him.

Poor Neville, lying on the ground for so long.

After seeing Xi Lun, Hermione stood up from her chair and asked rapidly:

"Cialen, are you with Professor Dumbledore? How's Harry? Where's the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Harry is fine. He's already in the school hospital." Siren said, "I'm sorry, Hermione, I'm really too sleepy. Can we talk about it tomorrow?"

Before Hermione could answer, Xi Lun had already gone upstairs to his dormitory and immediately turned around to lock the door.

After doing all this, he threw away the potion bottle in his pocket and carefully took out the silver mane wand from it.

Unlike before, there was a thin layer of gray mist on the surface of the wand, and it was icy cold when held in the hand.

"Silver Mane Starfall."

The unicorn appeared again, and as soon as it took shape, it began to shake its head vigorously in disgust, trying to get rid of the "dirt" hanging on the horn in front of its forehead.

"Wait, don't move..." Xilun tried to calm the restless unicorn, but his eyes never left the gray fog, and his heartbeat became more and more rapid.

There was a reason why Voldemort screamed so miserably. This thing was actually ripped off his body by a unicorn...

Is this considered explosive equipment?
Fragments of Voldemort?
……

(End of this chapter)