Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 8 A Completely Unsuitable Wand
Hermione sat there confused, not knowing why Xi Lun cared so much about this title.

But seeing Xi Lun's serious look, she didn't say anything, just nodded and said, "Okay, no problem."

She's just a little stubborn and self-righteous, but she doesn't really have no emotional intelligence at all... although not much, but still some.

Since the other party doesn't like it, just don't say it. Besides, it's just a change of name, it's not that complicated, it's too simple.

"You're a wandmaker, too, then?" Hermione asked again.

Xi Lun thought about it and said, "It can only be considered half now."

Since Hermione was one of the three members, Xi Lun didn't mind chatting with her for a while. Also, the train was too shaking, and it was very uncomfortable to read a book.

Even Tom, who was never picky about the environment, couldn't stand it. He crawled out from between the two suitcases and lay on the table in a daze.

Xi Lun picked it up and smoothed its fur, then continued, "Strictly speaking, I'm an apprentice now. Only after I officially sell ten wands can I change my title to Wand Maker."

"How many have you sold now?" Hermione asked, but her eyes kept looking at the cat in Xiren's arms.

No wonder he used the cat as an example just now.

And she didn't expect that Xilun's pet was actually an ordinary mixed-hair cat.

It's so common that you can even call it a stray cat.

Hermione rarely saw people keeping wild cats like this. Most of the people she knew preferred more beautiful purebred cats.

For example, shorthair cats or Persian cats.

The Xilun family makes magic wands, so I guess they must be very rich.

So it's a personal preference?
Of course, she couldn't ask these questions, otherwise it would be too rude.

"If it's officially sold, just one." Xi Lun didn't know what she was thinking. He scratched Tom's chin and said casually.

"Oh, that's not much," Hermione blurted out.

"Hmm?" Xi Lun stared at the person in front of him, wondering for a moment whether she was smart or stupid. "Have you ever considered that I'm only eleven years old?"

At the age of eleven, without even attending magic school, she was able to successfully make a complete wand and sell it. Doesn't she know how valuable these words are?
…Well, it seems like she really doesn’t know.

Looking at Hermione's confused eyes, Xiren rubbed his forehead.

I almost forgot, Hermione's parents are both Muggles. She had never been exposed to the magical world before, so it's normal that she didn't understand.

As for Neville next to him... he doesn't count, just pass.

It was really…Merlin’s pants, it was a rare opportunity for him to pretend, and he hadn’t done it yet.

Xiren no longer wanted to chat with them, but Hermione obviously didn't want to let Xiren go.

It was rare to meet a wizard who was willing to talk to her, and she had many questions to ask.

What, Neville?

He doesn't count if he knows nothing about anything.

Neville: ...

To spice things up, Hermione even took out her wand.

That beautiful grapevine wood wand.

Although Neville didn't understand what was going on, when he saw Hermione suddenly mention the wand, he took it out as well.

Xi Lun took a look.

Cherry wood, unicorn tail hair, 11 inches

[Status: Damaged]

[Features: Resist: Spell Effect -50%, Spell Success Rate -50%, High Chance of Backfire.] Xi Lun raised his eyes and asked cautiously, "This wand of yours...wasn't sold to you by Ollivander?"

Although he thought it was unlikely, Siren still felt that he needed to confirm it. In case Ollivander was really blinded by greed and sold something like this to Neville, he could remedy the situation in time.

"No, it's not."

Neville suddenly became nervous when he saw Xiren talking to him.

"This... this is my... my father's wand." He lowered his head and stammered.

His voice was very low and his face turned red.

Both Xi Lun and Hermione could see that he was resisting this topic in his heart.

So Xi Lun didn't mention it again.

It’s okay as long as it’s not sold by them.

However, out of his sense of responsibility as a wand maker, he still reminded the other party.

"I suggest you get a wand of your own. This wand doesn't suit you at all and it will be difficult for you to use."

Taking this kind of magic wand to school... thinking that the content taught in school is too simple, so you increase your own strength?

"But this is my father's wand." Neville raised his head and said without stuttering this time.

"A wand is not a piece of clothing or a pair of shoes, nor is it a piece of gold Galleon. It has nothing to do with who it belongs to. It belongs to only one person. At least that's the case with most wands." Xi Lun shook his head and explained patiently.

This is not nonsense.

Fred and George are very similar, their appearance and personality are very similar, they can even be said to be identical twins. In a sense, their relationship is closer than that of father and son.

But their wands were just different.

Fred is dogwood, thirteen and three-quarter inches.

George is beech, thirteen and a half.

Except for the standard unicorn tail hair core, everything else is different.

Neville lowered his head, wanting to refute Xiren's words, but didn't know how to say it.

His grandmother said that he wanted to be the pride of the Longbottom family, just like his father, so he had to start by using his father's wand.

Besides, he also wanted to use this wand. Only when he held this wand could he have a little illusion that his parents were always by his side.

Neville lowered his head lower and lower, and his face, which no one else could see, turned red and white.

"Don't say that..." Hermione, overflowing with sympathy, couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to defend Neville.

"It's just a wand. I've never heard of a weapon that becomes unusable if someone else changes their weapon. I think the most important thing is to learn spells."

"I've read 'Analysis and Explanation of Spells' and 'The Most Popular Spells of the 20th Century,'" Hermione said to Neville seriously, looking up. "The emphasis is on spells and wrist movements, and wands are not mentioned at all."

"That's because the person who wrote the book never thought that someone would use a wand that is obviously not suitable for them..." Xi Lun complained in his heart.

Choosing a wand that suits you is common sense in the wizarding world and there is no need to mention it specifically.

Just like Muggle books never tell you on the front page that a nearsighted person cannot wear reading glasses to read the content.

However...looking at the expressions of the two, Xi Lun still held back and didn't say anything.

A freshman from a Muggle family, whose emotions outweigh his rationality, it's useless to say anything, it will only make him appear unkind.

After experiencing magic themselves at school, they will understand how important a suitable wand is to a wizard.

(End of this chapter)