Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 223 Another Unicorn
As one of the most authoritative academic magazines in the magical world, "Transfiguration Today" may not have the same sales volume as "Wizarding Weekly," but its subscriber base is quite different.

It can be said that almost all the truly powerful wizards in the magical world, including Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and most Aurors, have subscribed to "Transfiguration Today".

Siren saw this as a great opportunity... an opportunity to increase his customer base and make his wand known to more people.

Therefore, he definitely had to write this paper, and it had to be very compelling, because powerful wizards often had an almost obsessive pursuit of magic, and Siron believed they would definitely be interested in this new type of wand.

Who wouldn't want to try making a magic wand from their own hair?

It would be even better if Professor McGonagall herself could stand up and say a few "fair words" in his defense.

This idea may be difficult, but it's not entirely without a chance... Of course, the prerequisite is that his paper can be published in the magazine "Transfiguration Today".

That requires Xilun's own ability; as long as he can fabricate... write that paper well and make it seem plausible.

Professor McGonagall didn't really understand Siron's decision. Although she had to admit that the wand was a crucial factor in Transfiguration, it was the same for other magic. What was there to write about?
However, out of respect for her student, she did not voice this idea, but decided to wait for Xilun to finish writing the paper first before making a decision.

Anyway, Xilun is only in his third year and has a long way to go before graduation, so even if it doesn't work out, we can switch.

……

After leaving the Transfiguration classroom, Celen found Fred and George in the Great Hall and asked them some questions.

"You want to increase sales of the Hair Wand?" Fred looked at Siron, frowning slightly.

“That’s right,” Siren said. “Do you have any ideas?”

"to be honest……"

“No, there really isn’t one,” George said. “You know, most wizards don’t have the habit of preparing a second wand. The wand market at Hogwarts is actually saturated.”

"Moreover, seven Galleons is not a small sum."

"Unless you're willing to lower the price."

“Lowering the price is impossible.” Xilun immediately shook his head.

Seven Galleons is the minimum price for a wand; it can't be lower than that, otherwise it will affect the future wand market.

Xilun wouldn't risk ruining his own livelihood.

Moreover, even if he gritted his teeth and disregarded all consequences to forcefully lower the price to the minimum, those who bought the wand would not cherish a "toy" bought at a low price.

What Xilun wants is the genuine approval of the wizards, not market expansion.

Besides, this is England, who doesn't know Ollivanders wands? As long as he has enough patience, he can take over Ollivanders wand shop sooner or later, and then everything will become much simpler.

Wait, Britain...

Could he possibly sell his wand to other countries?
Xilun considered a possibility, but then shook his head.

He didn't know any wizards from other countries. His grandfather, Garrick, did, but he wasn't sure if Garrick would help him with this.

Other countries also have their own wand shops, and if Garrick were to do that, he would probably immediately become the public enemy of all wand makers.

This is something only Xilun can do himself... No matter how unhappy those people are, they wouldn't bother arguing with a third-year student like him.

But now things are back to where they started: he doesn't know any wizards from other countries.

Lunch was over soon, and everyone returned to the common lounge.

Fred and George promised to try to sell more of Celen's wand, but that would have to wait until next week, and there was no guarantee it would be effective.

There's no way around it; seven Galleons is a considerable sum for a student. Most Hogwarts students probably only have about that much pocket money for the whole year... This isn't a problem that can be solved with some clever tricks.

The reason for the wait of a few days is that Quidditch matches are about to begin again. Although this match is unrelated to Gryffindor and is a duel between Ravenclaw and Slytherin, they need to know the score to make adjustments to their tactics.

Recently, the Gryffindor team members have been called in by Oliver every day to devise game strategies, and the Weasley brothers are also researching a skipping candy that can make their tongues grow bigger. They're really too busy.

Xilen expressed his understanding, saying he was quite busy himself.

In order to make the Dementors truly useful as soon as possible, Siron has been going to the Screaming Shack every day after dinner to practice the Patronus Charm.

A few days later, the poor Dementor was visibly smaller, which broke Siron's heart.

Fortunately, his guardian spell is almost fully formed.

In Sirius's words, his guardian spirit is like what a slightly nearsighted person sees after taking off their glasses. If the criteria were relaxed a bit, it could be considered a passable guardian spirit spell.

However, Xilun ignored him.

Every time Sirius comes here to practice his Patronus Charm, he finds all sorts of excuses to leave, saying he doesn't want to come into contact with Dementors.

He wasn't even there during practice, so what could he possibly see?
He probably doesn't even know what animal his guardian deity is.

Thinking this, Xiren opened the box that contained the Dementors again.

At first, the Dementor didn't want to come out, but when Siron started to recall those pleasant memories, it finally couldn't resist and floated out of the box, taking a deep breath in Siron's direction.

"Protect the Gods!" Siron shouted, extending his wand. A silver cat leaped from the tip of the wand.

After several days of practice, his guardian spirit became clearer, and this time it radiated a dazzling silver light.

Succeeded?
Xilun was overjoyed.

But the next second, something strange happened.

Another kind of magic appeared out of nowhere, and under its influence, the newly formed guardian deity vanished into a cloud of mist in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, this magic flowed along the guardian spirit and extended to the wand, causing the wand in Siron's hand to tremble violently.

One second later...

"boom!"

The wand burst open, scattering wood chips all over the ground.

Before Xilun could figure out what was going on, an even more troublesome thing happened... that Dementor.

Without their guardians, the Dementors were immediately freed and began heading straight for Siron.

They were getting closer; Siron could already see the Dementors' faces hidden under their hoods.

Fortunately, his hand also touched the silver mane.

A unicorn suddenly appeared in mid-air, circling the Dementor at high speed. The Dementor immediately retreated and shrank back into the box.

However, Xiren stood still, looking at the unicorn in mid-air with a puzzled expression.

He had only touched the silver mane; he hadn't cast any spells.

More importantly, this unicorn wasn't the familiar blue color, but rather... silver-white.

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(End of this chapter)