Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 152 You're the Worst Grandson I've Ever Seen (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)
That day, the people of Diagon Alley discovered that Ollivander's Wand Shop had suddenly closed. Unlike usual, when there was only a "Closed" sign, this time all the windows and doors were covered with thick curtains, and no one could see inside the shop from the outside.

This was unusual, as Ollivander had never drawn the curtains before, but few wizards passing by noticed it, since normally no one would go out of their way to look at a wand shop.

Meanwhile, in the wand shop, Siron had already transformed into a lizard skin bag and placed it on the table. He reached inside and took out a light bulb, which looked like a citrine.

These are the basilisk's eyes. With one hand holding the basilisk's eye and the other hand holding his wand, he gently waved it, and a vixen clinging to the curtains was caught in his hand.

Fox-like creatures are a relatively common pest in the magical world. They have two pairs of wings and their bodies are covered with coarse, short black hairs. Their teeth are poisonous and they like to bite. If an antidote is not taken in time after being bitten, the affected skin will be both painful and itchy.

They usually appear in houses that haven't been inhabited by wizards for a long time.

Since Siren had previously attended Hogwarts and Garrick had gone to Norway, wand shops became their favorite place.

In previous years, Garrick would clean up these pests as soon as he returned, but this time he was in a hurry to pick up Siron at King's Cross Station and didn't have time to do so.

But that's just right.

Siren loosened his fingers slightly and passed the vixen to the basilisk's eyes.

The little bug, which had been jumping around just moments before, suddenly stopped moving.

Xilun pursed his lips... He hadn't expected that even though the basilisk was dead, the curse of the basilisk eyes still existed. Fortunately, he had kept it in the shapeshifting lizard skin bag ever since he got it and hadn't taken it out.

Then he grabbed two vixens from under the carpet, peeking them out from between his fingers in different places, and then handed them over.

One of them died immediately, just like the previous one, but the one closest to my palm was still lively and even tried to bite Xilun.

It seems that the curse will only be triggered when you are directly facing the snake's pupil.

This is good news, at least we don't have to keep wrapping it in our hands all the time.

Afterwards, Xiren took the basilisk's eye and walked around the room, waving it behind the curtains and under the carpet. Based on the reactions of the pests, he quickly determined the exact location of the pupil and carefully covered it with his palm.

Wherever the basilisk's eyes swept, the pests immediately died. The effect was excellent, even more effective than the cleansing spells of the house-elves.

Garrick Ollivander watched in disbelief as he did all this.

It has been almost seventy years since he made his first wand.

During this time, he encountered many different magical creatures, from gentle unicorns to ferocious Hungarian bees to mysterious Zouwu.

It's worth mentioning that he also has a close relationship with the renowned magizoologist Newt Scamander, which gives Garrick a much deeper understanding of magical creatures than most wizards.

That's why he seemed so surprised.

Those are the eyes of the basilisk, containing the most powerful curse known to date. Among dark wizards, this thing is a legendary artifact... the kind that can be ranked alongside the Elder Wand and the Resurrection Stone.

Since it's a legend, it means it's rare. So, Xilun just used it to sweep away pests?

Furthermore, is Dumbledore now so generous that he's willing to give away even the Basilisk's eyes so easily?

"Could this be used with snakewood?" Just as Ollivander was lost in thought, Siron's voice brought him back to his senses.

"what?"

"I mean, can the basilisk's eyes be paired with basilisk wood?" Siren asked again.

“It should be fine.” With the wand in mind, Garrick stopped thinking about those random things and stood there seriously pondering.

“Wait a moment.” He walked to the back of the shop and opened a small door hidden behind a shelf. Behind this inconspicuous door lay a space larger than the wand shop, containing the Ollivander family’s most precious treasures… rows of bookshelves reaching to the ceiling, filled with all sorts of old books and parchment books.

Garrick walked briskly between the bookshelves, occasionally stopping to pick up a book and browse for a moment before continuing on to pick up another.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

"You rude guy, close your book right now, I'm sleeping."

Cursing and swearing could be heard from all around, indicating that the books here were quite different from those in Flourish and Blotts.

Garrick seemed used to it, apologizing skillfully while continuing to flip through the contents.

"You idiot, you have to look up this in a book again for such simple content. You are truly my worst great-grandson."

“But great-grandfather, I am your only great-grandson,” Garrick said helplessly.

"Then you're the worst I've ever seen..."

With a snap, Garrick slammed the book shut, and the voice inside disappeared along with it.

Garrick instinctively glanced in the direction where Siron was standing.

Xilun quickly turned his head, pretending not to have heard anything, and squatted there, seemingly taking a keen interest in a wooden frame.

That's quite a show-off...

A dozen minutes later, Garrick came out with a book. He looked at Siron and said softly, "Actually, I don't recommend you use the basilisk. It's too dangerous."

“I’ll be careful,” Celen said.

“Of course, I don’t expect you to listen to me,” Garrick continued. “Just like when I didn’t listen to your great-grandmother and insisted on going to Austria… Oh well, there’s no point in talking about those things.”

Garrick shook his head and handed the book to Siron.

"Since you insist, take a look at this; it should be helpful."

The book wasn't thick, it looked to be only about an inch thick, the cover was faded, and the name on it was blurry.

“You want to use the basilisk’s eyes with basilisk wood, which is theoretically fine,” Garrick continued. “Serpent wood is only suitable for use with a core of pure magic, such as the horn of a longhorned water serpent. Gregovich prefers this kind of core, but I think it’s a bit too sensitive to magic. Or maybe a phoenix’s tail feathers… Oh, but now’s not the time to talk about these things.”

Garrick quickly steered the conversation back to the topic.

"The basilisk's eyes possess the most terrifying curse in the magical world, and curses are also a form of magic, so they should be very suitable for pairing with basilisk wood."

"That's good." Hearing Garrick say that, Celen felt relieved, picked up the books, and headed upstairs.

"Wait a minute," Garrick called out quickly, "Are you sure you don't need my help?"

Although he didn't object to using the basilisk's eyes as the core of the staff, he was really worried about leaving Siron alone upstairs handling such a dangerous thing.

"Don't worry, I'm fine even if I encounter a real serpent monster, let alone one with only one eye," Xiren said casually, quickly going upstairs.

Garrick was left standing there, looking completely bewildered...

What did Xilun mean by what he just said?
He was unharmed even when he encountered the real basilisk... Wait, the student in the newspaper who helped Rubeus Hagrid kill the basilisk, could that be Siron...?

(End of this chapter)