Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 279 Bill's Help

"The Resurrection Stone?" Xiren truly hadn't expected that this matter was related to the Deathly Hallows.

"really?"

“It’s just a legend,” Lupin said. “I also read it in one of those random magic books.”

"Besides, even Mr. Newt Scamander isn't sure if such a magical creature as the Bennu really exists, so how would I know?"

Lupin is referring to the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them," which records all the fantastic beasts Newt has seen so far.

Despite this, there is a common understanding in the magical world... that book records all magical creatures, and if you can't find them, they don't exist.

This has been the case for the past few decades.

Until last year, a basilisk appeared in the Chamber of Secrets at Hogwarts.

This magical creature had not been seen for nearly a thousand years, and Newt had never seen it, so naturally he didn't record it in the book.

The same goes for the Bennu bird. This magical creature is very similar to the phoenix, but no one has ever seen it. It appears more often in the fairy tales of Egyptian wizards when they were children.

Actually, if it weren't for Dumbledore, the phoenix might not have appeared in the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them".

So, Xiren turned his attention to Bill.

“Ah… I’ve never seen it either,” Bill said with a shrug.

"Never seen it before? But aren't you the one who breaks the curse?" Siren asked.

“Yes, but I’m only responsible for dealing with the dangerous spells inside the pyramids,” Bill explained. “As for what’s inside, the stingy goblins won’t let the other wizards know.”

“He’s right,” Lupin said. “Fairies don’t trust wizards, but for some reason they have to cooperate with them. It’s quite normal for this to happen.”

“Mr. Lupin knows a lot about this,” Bill said, looking up in surprise.

“Because I also worked at Gringotts here for a while.” Lupin’s face showed a look of reminiscence, then he shook his head with a wry smile.

Judging from his expression, it wasn't hard to guess that the experience wasn't very smooth.

“Let’s not talk about that,” Lupin changed the subject. “Mr. Weasley, do you know when we can leave?”

“Just call me Bill,” Bill said. “A two-day lockdown is the limit. Any longer and it could cause international disputes, so you can leave tomorrow.”

“That’s good…” Lupin said.

He also wants to attend Sirius's hearing; it would be troublesome if it kept dragging on.

"Is there a way to leave earlier?" Xilun asked at this moment.

Having finished studying the wand, he naturally didn't want to stay here any longer, even though the conditions here were quite good.

Moreover, he felt that Bill's words made sense. Garrick had sent him here not because of the outdated wand technology, but for something else that he hadn't noticed.

If that's the case, then Xilun would be even less willing to stay here.

“If Mr. Lupin were still a professor, that would be fine,” Bill said, “but he has resigned now, and you’re just a student…”

"What if I have this?" Xilun took out the foreign travel permit.

Bill raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"wait for me!"

He then took the parchment, turned, and left the room.

About half an hour later, Bill returned, followed by Cassel, the golden-robed wizard who had arranged for them to be there with the bronze scales. "Thank you, Cassel," Bill said with a smile. "I assure you they'll be fine. In fact, he and my brother were classmates."

“It’s alright, Bill,” Cassel said, “but there’s one thing we need to do: we need to conduct the necessary checks, you know.”

"of course."

Bill translated Cassel's words to Siron.

Xilun, however, said he didn't care.

The so-called inspection was not complicated. Cassel took out a golden speculum and placed it in the room. The speculum immediately began to rotate, emitting a faint sound.

“This kind of spyglass can detect anything extra on you. To put it simply, it’s like an alarm system for the magic market. It’s placed at the entrance to prevent theft and people skipping out on their bills,” Bill explained with a smile. “Looks like you didn’t buy anything here.”

“Yes, that’s all I bought.” Xiren took out the wand.

The sound from the peephole became quieter, but it didn't disappear completely.

Cassel frowned.

They said they only bought a magic wand, but the voice from the spyglass didn't disappear... which means they're hiding something.

In the current situation, concealing information is not a good thing.

He was about to say something when he saw Bill walk quickly to a table to the side and pick up a pyramid-shaped object.

"Don't be nervous, Cassel, I'm here."

"Oh!" Siron suddenly remembered. "The wand shop owner gave it to me as a souvenir."

“How stingy. This thing is only worth one Sickle,” Bill said dismissively. “But his wand isn’t worth fifteen Galleons… He makes so much money, yet he can’t even afford to give away a decent gift. No wonder his shop is always empty.”

When Bill brought over the pyramid model, the viewing mirror immediately stopped turning.

Seeing this, Cassel didn't say anything more. If it was a free gift, it was normal to forget about it.

He then spoke a few more words to Bill before leaving.

Five minutes later, Bill, along with Celen and Lupin, who had finished packing their luggage, passed through the archway and arrived at the Muggle Market, which was filled with the aroma of spices.

“Thank you, Bill,” Celen said. “If it weren’t for you, we probably would have had to wait another day to leave.”

“Don’t say that. Actually, I didn’t help much.” Bill smiled. “Let me put it this way, even without me, as long as you take your travel permit to Cassel, he will agree to let you leave.”

"In fact, he might actually be thanking you."

"Thank us?"

"If you hadn't cooperated in the first two days and insisted on leaving, he would probably have been in big trouble."

"Based on my guess, those goblins definitely won't let you leave, at least not for the next two days. But they'll bring out Cassel afterward to shut you up... or rather, to shut up the British Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore."

“But you didn’t make things difficult for him, so he certainly won’t make things difficult for you either. It’s just half a day in advance, there’s no reason for him not to agree.”

"Oh, right, here you go." Bill tossed the pyramid model back to Siron. "Although it's a cheap one, it's quite heavy. It should be a real bronze product, not some junk made of stone. It'll be nice to take it back as a souvenir. At least it can help weigh down the parchment when you're doing your homework."

“That’s what I think too,” Celen said.

“And this too.” Bill handed over a pointed earring. “I have some things to do here, so I might not be able to leave with you. If you want to visit the pyramids now, just show this to the staff there; it will have the same effect.”

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(End of this chapter)