Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 394 The Gifted Wizard and the Wand
[Black walnut wood, with a fusiform shell, 11 inches]

【Condition: Perfect】

[Characteristic: Explosive; any spell can cause a powerful explosion. Use with caution.]

Xilun looked at the wand he had just finished in his hand and for a moment felt that it looked familiar, as if he saw a friend from the next dormitory.

Any spell can potentially cause an explosion... Is that what he meant?

If so, then he had already witnessed it several years ago when he was still a freshman.

Seamus Finigan, a wizard who became a legend before even graduating, not because of his immense power, but because he could cause even the simplest levitation charm, or even a polymorph charm, to explode.

Even the well-informed Dumbledore couldn't figure out how he did it, or what the underlying principles were. When Professor McGonagall asked, he could only offer a vague explanation... Magic is full of possibilities.

Whether people believe it or not is their business. However, over the years, everyone has become accustomed to Seamus's special talent.

Xiren never expected that such a talent could appear a second time, especially on a magic wand.

He suddenly wondered if giving the wand to Seamus would cause some strange changes between them.

Of course, this was after they graduated. After all, Seamus was in the same year as him, and also a Gryffindor, which meant they would take most of their classes together.

Xilun didn't want to have to guard against sudden explosions every time.

After carefully putting away the wand at the bottom of the shapeshifting lizard skin bag, Siron left the dormitory to go to the Great Hall for lunch.

This was his second time using the Blasted Tail wand core. It couldn't be considered a failure, but strictly speaking, it wasn't a success either, because very few people would be willing to use an uncontrolled wand, including himself.

Compared to combat, wands are more for everyday use. It would be interesting if an explosion was triggered while using a cleaning charm to clean clothes.

Xilun took out a small booklet and made a light scratch on the back of the black walnut wood.

This staff seems to amplify the explosive nature of the Blasttail, which is a good match in a sense, but it's not the effect he wanted most.

We need to try something else. Luckily, Hagrid brought over two more this morning, so we have plenty of materials.

But now, he needs to go to class first.

After lunch, Siron and everyone went to the Charms classroom.

The first period in the afternoon is a spell class, which covers the North Pole spell.

“This is a very useful spell,” Professor Flitwick said to everyone, standing on a thick stack of books at the front. “It helps you quickly find your way in forests, deserts, or other desolate places.”

"The spell is simple: just put the wand in your hand and shout... 'Guide me!'"

Professor Flitwick's wand suddenly flickered, and the tip of the wand abruptly changed direction.

Just as Professor Flitwick said, this spell is indeed simple, requiring no special wrist movements or tone of voice; you only need to remember one incantation. It's so simple that it almost doesn't seem like something a fourth-grader should be learning; it's more like a second-grader's, or even a first-grader's, lesson.

In just about half a class period, almost everyone was able to use it proficiently.

“Show me the way, show me the way…”

Ron chanted the spell, rapidly shifting his position by swinging his arm, then watched as the wand spun in his hand like a wound-up toy. "I feel like learning this spell is a bit redundant," Harry said, watching his movements. "Why don't we just bring a compass? That way we don't even need to chant."

“What is that…” Ron looked up, “is it the kind used for knitting sweaters?”

“No, it’s a Muggle gadget,” Harry said, explaining to him what a compass was and what it was used for.

Ron listened attentively; like Mr. Weasley, he was also very interested in Muggle things.

But Hermione quickly interrupted them.

"Please, haven't you read 'Hogwarts: A History of the School'?"

“No,” Ron said matter-of-factly. “Since you’ve already memorized it perfectly, why don’t we just ask you?”

Although it was a bit shameless to say such things, Xilun nodded subconsciously.

Speaking of "Hogwarts: A History of the School," that book was thicker and bigger than any other tome he had ever seen.

To put it simply, if you add four legs to that book, it becomes a table. Aside from Hermione, Sirius has never seen anyone who can memorize the entire book.

“In fact, compasses are useless in many places,” Hermione whispered as Professor Flitwick turned away. “For example, at Hogwarts, affected by the magic emanating from the air… well, you could say magical magnetic fields, compasses will malfunction as soon as they get close.”

"And it's not just compasses, but also electrical appliances, computers, radar and other things that can malfunction when they get close to Hogwarts."

“But aren’t we talking about a forest?” Ron said. “You can’t possibly get lost at Hogwarts.”

“Many forests possess magic,” Hermione glared at him, annoyed. “If you don’t believe me, you can take a compass to the Forbidden Forest and see if it can help you get out…”

Seeing Hermione's anger, Ron muttered a few words under his breath and then fell silent.

Because the content was simple, they had a relatively easy spell class, which was quite rare for them.

The next class is History of Magic. This class will remain unchanged, or rather, no matter what happens at Hogwarts, as long as classes can continue as normal, History of Magic will not change.

The professor for this class is a ghost; every time he teaches, he recites sentences from the book in a monotone, emotionless voice.

Even the most thrilling and exciting fairy rebellion sounds as boring as the daily life of a house-elves when he tells it.

Fortunately, this ghost professor doesn't care about his students. As long as they don't deliberately cause trouble or disturb his class, they can do whatever they want.

Therefore, most students choose to catch up on sleep during History of Magic class or do homework for other classes.

That's exactly what Harry and Ron are doing now.

In the last class, Professor Flitwick just assigned homework for the Easter holiday, which can only be described as setting a new record for the most homework ever. It took him five minutes just to finish explaining all the content.

And this is just the assignment for one course. If you add Transfiguration and Potions classes, their so-called two-week vacation will practically disappear.

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(End of this chapter)