Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 157 The Reborn Serpentwood Wand

Once he confirmed that the item was usable, Xiren immediately prepared to tear the gray mist off the unicorn's horn.

But just as he reached out his hand, he heard a loud bang from not far away, like the sound of a whip lashing the air.

No, it's Apparition...

Siron then realized that a considerable amount of time had passed since he summoned the unicorn's soul. Although the Ministry of Magic was slow, it wouldn't stand idly by and would definitely send someone to check on the situation.

Thankfully, it's all over now.

As he thought this, Xilun quickly retrieved the unicorn's soul into his wand, while simultaneously reaching into his pocket and taking out packages roughly the size of the Golden Snitch.

"Split into pieces!"

The outer layer of velvet and kraft paper on the package tore open instantly, and a golden button fell out, which Xilun grabbed tightly.

"Who's using magic? I've found you!" someone shouted, the voice rapidly approaching.

But at this moment, everything in front of Xiren had completely changed. The desolate stones and weeds had disappeared, and the surrounding scenery was flashing by rapidly before his eyes.

Because of the speed, he could no longer distinguish what he was seeing; his hand was still tightly gripping the button. Then, his feet suddenly landed on the ground.

Siren staggered for a moment, then quickly regained his balance. He used his wand to knock on the entrance to Diagon Alley, pretended nothing had happened, and walked in, blending into the crowded street.

There were many wizards coming and going in Diagon Alley, and no one noticed when someone had suddenly appeared next to them.

When Siren returned to Ollivander's wand shop, Garrick was sitting behind the counter, absentmindedly flipping through a book.

When he saw Xilun come in from outside, he was taken aback at first, and then blurted out, "Why are you back so soon? Did you forget something?"

“Of course not.” Xilun closed the door casually. “I got the stuff and came back. I can’t stay there overnight.”

"So fast?" Garrick didn't react for a moment.

He also frequently searches for suitable materials to make wands, but this usually takes a month or two, or even a year.

Last year, he and Grigorovich spent almost a year searching for the legendary Flower Grove. If it weren't for preparing wands for this year's freshmen, he might still be in the Enchanted Forest of Norway right now.

But how long was Xilun gone? Was it just one day?

Garrick glanced at the time; it was almost 2:00.

Xilun left home around 8 a.m.... so it took less than half a day.

“It’s mainly because the Knight Bus found a good spot, otherwise I might have really had to spend the night there,” Celen said, seemingly unaware of Garrick’s thoughts, echoing his earlier statement.

This was quite an unexpected surprise, considering how large Wales is. If Siren were to search for that forked mountain on his own, it would probably take him a long time.

Fortunately, the Knight Bus driver helped solve the problem, saving Xilun a lot of time.

To be honest, he didn't want to spend the night in such a desolate place as Wiltshire.

"But what about the ghost you went to find?" Coming to his senses, Garrick looked behind Siron, but there was nothing there.

“Here it is.” Siren took out his wand, Silvermane, and waved it. The unicorn’s spirit immediately appeared in the wand shop.

Garrick's lips twitched involuntarily. Although he had witnessed this special magic last year, seeing it again still left him feeling incredulous.

Xiren took out his wand and ripped a gray lump off the unicorn's head.

I don't know if it's because I've been in contact with the unicorn for too long, but this thing has shrunk a lot compared to before, and it looks even more...smoother.

If it was a flowing fog before, it is now a gray soap bubble.

Garrick considered himself to have seen quite a bit of the world, but after looking at it for a long time, he still couldn't recognize what Siren was holding.

"What is this?" he couldn't help but ask. "What does it have to do with that ghost called the Bloody Baron?"

"I suppose there's a connection." After thinking for a moment, Celen decided not to tell Garrick that what he had seen was the Blood Baron.

It's too complicated to explain, and just as I was speaking, Xilun noticed that it had shrunk even more.

No, does this thing have such a short shelf life?
Sure enough, that Blood Baron was far inferior to Voldemort. Back then, Voldemort's small fragment hung on the unicorn's head for hours without changing the slightest bit.

Unlike this, it lost half its weight in just a few minutes.

However, this discovery immediately put Xiren on edge... They had to hurry!

He walked behind the counter, took out the snakewood wand with his other hand, and whispered a spell.

The snakewood wand split in two, revealing the orange-yellow runes inside once more. At the same time, the unicorn came over and wrapped itself around the separated wand.

The incantation from Xilun's mouth continued without any sign of stopping, and his two hands began to move closer little by little.

Drawn by some mysterious force, the gray mist slowly drew out a wisp of spider silk-like mist, which stretched continuously in mid-air and finally wrapped around the orange magic runes.

In an instant, the color of the magic runes dimmed considerably.

After the gray mist completely disappeared, the snakewood wands reunited and began to shake violently.

At this moment, Siron and Garrick stood to the side, staring nervously at the Serpentwood Wand.

The wand vibrated faster and faster, emitting a buzzing sound.

“This doesn’t look good,” Ollivander muttered, frowning.

"Crack..." As soon as he finished speaking, an exaggerated crack appeared on the surface of the snakewood.

If it were a wand made by Garrick, you would already be able to see the unicorn tail hair inside.

It's almost the same now. Through the crack, Xilun can clearly see the slightly dim orange-yellow magic runes inside.

"Another failure?" Garrick sighed.

Moreover, this time the wand also developed a crack, about six or seven inches long, which took up two-thirds of the entire wand.

This can be considered completely scrapped.

Xiren picked up the snakewood wand from the table, a look of disappointment on his face, but soon he realized something was wrong.

The wand in my hand was softening, and it felt slippery to the touch, like a real snake.

This also happened yesterday, probably when the snakewood wand was first formed, but it disappeared quickly.
But this time it didn't disappear, or rather, it really did turn into a snake.

The tip of the staff twisted and turned into a snake's head, which swam rapidly in Xilun's hand.

“Oh, Merlin above!” Garrick stared wide-eyed at the snake that had been transformed from the wand.

He'd been making wands for so long and had never seen anything so bizarre... no, he'd never even heard of such a thing.

How could a magic wand come to life?

But it's not over yet.

The snake coiled around Xilun's index finger once, then suddenly opened its mouth and bit its own tail.

In the blink of an eye, the snakewood had eaten most of its own body, leaving it tightly wrapped around Xilun's index finger like a ring.

Now, only a crack remained on the staff, right where the snake's head was. A faint orange-yellow light emanated from the crack, making it look like a vertical pupil.

……

【Snake Eyes】

[Snakewood, Cursed Eye, 10 1/3 inches (2 1/3 inches)]

[Status: Conflict, Restraint]

【Trait: Bone Corrosion: Spells deal +3% damage to souls】

[Exclusive Magic: Basiliscī (Visus Basiliscī) - Infusing magic awakens the basilisk's eyes; making eye contact with it will petrify the user. If the basilisk's magic power is weaker than the user's, it will transform into an instant-death curse.]

Looking at the ring-like object, Xiren suddenly felt his fingers become much heavier... What's the difference between this and carrying around a serpent monster?

Coming to his senses, Siron's first thought was that he should go to Slytherin.

He originally claimed in the Daily Prophet that he was the heir to Slytherin just to provoke Tom Riddle, but now it seems he really has become the heir to Slytherin.

Ah, no, there is still a difference. Xilun noticed the last sentence again.

The basilisk was a monster that could kill anyone it glared at, but now that it has become a curse, its power is related to the user's own abilities.

For a wizard of average ability, it is merely a petrification ring; only in the hands of a powerful wizard does it become the true "Snake Eye."

But in Xilun's view, this point is not actually that important.

Just because a basilisk won't attack its petrified prey doesn't mean a wizard using [Serpent Eyes] won't either. At worst, they can just cast a Shattering Charm.

This is essentially the difference between directly using the Avada Kedavra curse and using the Petrify and Shatter curses, except for one extra step.

At that moment, Garrick suddenly ran away without looking back, and a few minutes later he came back carrying a stack of books.

Garrick stared at the ring-like thing on Siren's index finger, his fingers flying across the pages of the book, almost tearing it to shreds, but he couldn't find any similar record.

But he could sense that the wand had been successfully made; that feeling was all too familiar to him.

But is this really a magic wand?
Garrick sat there, muttering to himself.

“Could it be The Lord of the Rings?” Siron said, suddenly remembering the Hogwarts kitchen and the house-elf named Gollum, and chuckled inexplicably.

"Hmm?" Garrick looked up at him, puzzled.

"It's nothing, I just thought of something happy," Xiren said.

“Can I take a closer look at it? That… Ring…” Garrick said, after a brief hesitation, he still didn’t call it a wand.

“Of course, no problem.” Xilun nodded and immediately prepared to remove the [Snake Eyes], but to his surprise, he failed twice in a row.

Whenever he reached out, the snakewood staff would tighten on its own, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take it off.

"This...no way." Xiren's lips twitched involuntarily as he glanced again at the exaggeratedly designed magic ring on his finger.

He's not going to wear this to school, is he?

……

(I was suddenly called to work overtime, so there will only be one chapter today. Sorry.)

(End of this chapter)