Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 299 Tickets
If anyone ever says that house-elves aren't smart again, Siron will be the first to disagree.

House-elves are so clever; Kreacher even managed to leave Siron speechless.

Would Sirius care about the things it gave him?
Of course not. Even if Kreacher gave everything in the old house, including the deeds to the land, to Sirius, Sirius wouldn't feel a thing.

He might also thank Celen for helping him get rid of a big problem.

As for Kreacher's ideas... Siren noticed that what it brought out was basically all related to Regulus Black.

Candlesticks and tapestries were Regulus's favorite things, and gold medallions were honors he had received... In addition, there were gifts he gave to Kreacher.

Silen had no doubt that Kreacher genuinely wanted to thank him, but he certainly had his own ulterior motives as well.

For example, this method can be used to send things out and prevent them from falling into the hands of that spendthrift, Sirius.

To be honest, house-elves are really easy to read; their thoughts are practically written all over their faces.

Kreacher's expression was telling Sirius that it didn't want Sirius to have these things, because by then, the decision wouldn't be in Kreacher's hands.

House-elves cannot disobey their masters' orders, and Sirius Black is the sole heir of the Black family.

If Sirius tells him to throw these things away, even if Black is reluctant, he will have to do it.

As for whether Sirius would do that... Sirius thinks that if he were here, he definitely would.

Because among the things Kreacher brought were not only expensive handicrafts, but also items that were clearly imbued with dark magic.

For example, that pearl with its purple glow was a size larger than the Golden Snitch, and the black magic fluctuations on it almost exuded a chilling and evil magic power.

There was also a delicate coaster. As soon as Kreacher took it out, it split open a huge mouth full of sharp teeth and bit off a corner of the table and ate it.

It looks a bit like Joko's biting teacup, but they are two different things... Joko's joke prop can't bite through hard ebony wood, it can't even bite through skin, it just hurts.

But this one is different; you can actually crush bones with one bite.

In addition, there was a crystal skull that didn't look like anything good.

Since just now, the silver mane of the wand in Siron's pocket has been trembling incessantly, as if urging him to destroy all those things quickly.

If Sirius Black comes back and sees these, he'll definitely throw them away without a doubt.

If Kreacher wanted to keep them, the only way was to secretly retrieve them later and hide them in a place where Sirius would never find them.

But if we give them to Xilun now, we won't have these problems.

However, Xilun did not accept them... not for any other reason than that he was worried that if he kept these dark magic items at home, one day the unicorn in Silvermane would lose control and carry him and all the junk away.

Forget it, he didn't want to fall out with his wand over something like this.

So in the end, Siron only symbolically took the pair of silver candlesticks, leaving the rest to Kreacher, and incidentally teaching him some tips on hiding things.

As for how Sirius will deal with those things afterward, that depends on how well Kreacher learns.

In the afternoon, Siron left Grimmauld Place 12.

The moment he completely left the house and stepped outside, the houses on both sides began to move closer together.

Number twelve was squeezed and deformed, shrinking continuously.

First the window disappeared, then the walls and door vanished, and with a soft bang, number 11 and number 13 were stuck together again.

The house that was originally in the middle had miraculously disappeared. "The Spell of Unwavering Loyalty...it works really well..." Xilun murmured.

As the strongest and safest known concealment magic, the power of the Loyal Heart Spell is beyond doubt.

A thought suddenly popped into Siren's head: if all the wizards in Britain learned this magic and hid their homes, wouldn't they no longer have to worry about Voldemort and the Death Eaters coming after them?

In Voldemort's eyes, will the entire British wizarding world then become a vast blank canvas?

Xilun thought it was possible, but unfortunately he had no way to verify it.

The Fidelity Spell is too difficult; there are very few wizards who know it, let alone widespread use of it.

Silen shook his head and took the nearby subway back to Charing Cross Road.

Actually, there's an even faster way: take the Knight Bus, which should get him back in about five minutes.

But Celion said he wasn't in a hurry, and besides, the Muggle subway was pretty good, at least it wouldn't suddenly brake and throw him against the windshield of the car in front.

……

The Leaky Cauldron was as lively as ever; even though it was only early afternoon, there were already quite a few people drinking and chatting.

Siren didn't linger; he went through the backyard entrance back to the wand shop.

Just as he entered, two people came out, both of whom were adult wizards and had no children with them.

“Sirlen, you’re back just in time.” At that moment, Garrick from the shop noticed him and said with a smile, “They just delivered the goods.”

"them?"

“Those are the two people who just left.” Garrick pointed in the direction of the main road. “They’re from the Ministry of Magic. They came specifically to deliver something to me.”

"Sent something?" Xiren paused for a moment, then asked, "Did they make up for the Gallon they owed?"

The Ministry of Magic has a partnership with Ollivanders Wand Shop, where they pay Galleons to offset the original price of the wand. This is why Hogwarts freshmen are able to purchase wands costing seven Galleons.

This is an attractive price that no other country has.

However, the Galleons issued by the Ministry of Magic are not immediately delivered to Ollivander; they usually take about a year.

“No…” Garrick stammered.

“But they gave me this.” Garrick took out an envelope and poured out two things that looked like tickets.

"This is……"

“Tickets to the Quidditch World Cup,” Garrick said. “They invited me a long time ago, and I declined once, but they still sent me the tickets.”

"But I thought you would like it, so I didn't refuse."

He handed the envelope to Xilun.

"Wait, you gave me two," Xiren said. "Do you want me to hold them for you?"

“No, they’re all for you,” Garrick said with a smile. “You know, the Quidditch World Cup starts right when there are the most new students. I can’t close the wand shop to watch any games at that time, but you can invite your friends to come with you.”

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(End of this chapter)