Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

“Okay.” Vizette nodded, instinctively reaching for his notebook.

He paused, seemingly lost in thought, and tentatively asked, "Mr. Ollivander, may I... record this process?"

“I’m afraid that won’t work…” Ollivander shook his head. “The method of making wands is protected by a magical contract, and it cannot be recorded in any form of writing.”

"The legacy of each generation of Ollivander staff makers is passed down orally over many years... but for that magical contract, the owner of the Eye of Magic is an exception."

“Very well! I’m so glad to have this honor of witnessing the wand-making process.” Vizet cast his Magic Eye and became completely absorbed.

“I am also honored to have met a wizard with the Eye of Magic.” Ollivander finished speaking, picked up a pair of pure gold tweezers, and took out the soaked magical wood…

Chapter 51 Snape's Wand

The moisture on the surfaces of the two magical pieces of wood disappeared quickly, as if it had been absorbed by the wood.

Vizette noticed that the two pieces of wood formed the shaft of a wand, and a groove could be seen in the core.

The carvings inside the grooves vary in depth and appear extremely delicate.

Ollivander took out a pipette, drew liquid from one of the crystal glasses, and poured it into the groove.

Vizette approached the crystal glass and leaned close to it.

He fanned some of the scent into his nose and found that it contained at least a mixture of herbs such as sage and rosemary.

Just then, the sound of bells echoed around, striking fourteen times.

Ollivander acted swiftly, quickly pulling out a dragon skin scroll, taking out the fire dragon heartstring inside, placing it into the groove, and then closing the two pieces of magical wood together.

Although the magical wood fits together perfectly, the seams are still visible.

"Kenaz!"

As the bells fell silent, he took out his wand, pressed it against the closing magical wood, and chanted a spell.

A reddish halo covered the magical wood, and with a rustling sound, the seam between the two pieces of magical wood gradually disappeared, turning into a single, seamless magic wand.

Ollivander yawned, his face showing the fatigue of someone who had stayed up all night.

He waved his wand to the side, "Potion, fly!"

In the blink of an eye, a small bottle of golden potion floated over and landed in his hand.

Upon closer inspection, Vizet noticed that this potion had this color and was consumed after exhaustion, suggesting it was likely a vitality tonic.

He has never personally prepared the vitality tonic; he mainly judges it based on its appearance.

After taking the golden potion, Ollivander immediately felt much better and continued waving his wand to proceed to the next step.

Vizet became even more convinced that this golden potion was a vitality tonic, which explained its remarkable effects.

Ollivander picked up his wand and tapped it on the workbench.

The once perfectly smooth workbench now has a series of crisscrossing dents.

He picked up another crystal glass and poured the reddish liquid onto the dent.

The liquid continued to spread along the dent, and the workbench emitted a bright red light, like a raging flame.

The light kept converging towards the wand, as if being absorbed by it, and the light gradually weakened.

……

With the help of his magic eye, Vizette discovered that the red light was actually a magic circuit, a dense and numerous magic circuit.

There were so many of these magic circuits that a quantitative change led to a qualitative change, causing the magic circuits to manifest in the form of light.

……

Ollivander waved his wand and struck it, seemingly playing a radical rhythm.

He was like a drummer, striking out unrestrained and passionate drumbeats.

Ollivander stopped moving only after the light was completely absorbed by the wand, wiping the fine sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

He looked at Vizette with an expectant gaze, "How are you feeling?"

“I’ve learned a lot!” Vizet said. “I’ve found the answers to many of my previous questions about wand making.”

"Oh? That's quite insightful?" Ollivander asked, somewhat surprised. "What did you glean from it?"

Vizette closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, organizing what he had just seen and heard, before speaking: "First, let's talk about the preliminary preparations."

"After selecting the magic wood, it should be split in two and the core should be carved to leave a groove for embedding into the staff core."

Ollivander smiled. "Vizet, you're really observant! This groove is no simple matter; it determines the minimum skill level of the staff maker."

"Determines the minimum skill level?" Vizette murmured. "Mr. Ollivander, is that how I should understand it?"

"The closer the groove fits the wand core's groove, the tighter the bond between the wand and the core will be? In that case..."

"If a phoenix feather is used as the core, this wand must be the most difficult to make, right?"

“Excellent!” Ollivander’s smile revealed surprise. “Absolutely correct! Unicorn tail hair is the easiest to make because it only requires one hair.”

"The Fire Dragon Heartstring is of medium difficulty to make; while the Phoenix Feather is too delicate, and to make it truly perfect, one often has to go through many failures."

“And the liquid in this glass.” Vizette picked up one of the crystal glasses. “I can smell sage, rosemary, verbena, and lady’s mantle…”

Upon hearing Vizette rattle off a string of names, Ollivander's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but interrupt, "Merlin's beard! You can actually smell so many different herbs?"

“I suspect there are more than just these herbs.” Vizette frowned slightly. “There’s also a liquid used to dissolve the herbs. I’m not sure if what’s in this cup is water from the River of Oblivion…”

"Because the water of the River of Oblivion is transparent, it could also be other liquids that dissolve herbs, such as dew, pure water, or... some potion ingredients that I haven't come into contact with."

"This is the water of the River of Oblivion!" Ollivander took a deep breath, his expression calming down somewhat. "It's already outstanding! You've only been enrolled for a year, right?"

"Based on your learning pace, you can only make forgetfulness potions with water from the River of Oblivion at most. Where did you learn about all those other herbs?"

“Forgetfulness potion…” Vizet couldn’t help but chuckle. He remembered that during the final exams, some Slytherins drank their fill of forgetfulness potions.

“Ahem…” He coughed twice to suppress his laughter. “Mr. Ollivander, Professor Snape taught me very well, which is why I was able to identify these potion ingredients by chance.”

Ollivander asked thoughtfully, "Professor Snape? Professor Snape of Hogwarts...is it Severus Snape?"

Vizette nodded and said, "Yes, he is a very good professor!"

“I remember this person, he was a very unique wizard…” Ollivander blinked his silvery-white eyes, “because he came to me to exchange his wand…”

“Unless the wand is damaged, wizards generally don’t replace it on their own initiative. He was one of the few wizards who took the initiative to come to me and asked me to replace his wand, so I remember him very well.”

He frowned slightly, trying to recall anything about Snape.

“I still remember that wand… ebony, dragon heartstring, a twelve-inch wand, perfect for offense, and the wand gave him a very good response at the time.”

"Until one day in 1980, he suddenly found me and told me that the ebony wand was not working properly and could not allow him to cast spells as he wished."

"The situation was very sensitive at the time, so I didn't say much, and I didn't even ask for more details because I didn't want to touch on certain taboos, which made the process of changing the wand extremely difficult."

"Severus Snape was truly unique... He wielded many wands, yet was never satisfied... He was a man who hid himself very well!"

"After trying again and again, he finally showed some of his true self... which inspired me to find the wand that is now most suitable for him."

Chapter 52 The Secret of the Wand

He let out a long breath and said slowly, "Hawthorn wood, phoenix feather, thirteen inches... You can tell from the wand that he must have been going through a lot of suffering back then."

“Oh, right! This is a secret among the rod-makers…” Ollivander looked at Vizet, “I think… you wouldn’t reveal it, would you?”

“Of course not!” Vizzet nodded. “Whether for Professor Snape’s sake or out of your trust, I will not reveal this to anyone else!”

"Well, let's get back to making wands!" Ollivander smiled slightly. "What else did you notice?"

"I think there's a specific timeframe for inserting the core..." Vizet continued, "like the fourteen chimes just now."

"2 PM is the hottest time of day, which is perfect for materials like the Fire Dragon Heartstring! Taking this as an example, different cores should be inserted at different times."

"For example, with unicorn tail hair, I guess it's best to wait until a night when you can see a bright moon to complete the 'insertion into the wand core' step!"

“That’s truly remarkable!” Ollivander clapped his hands repeatedly, his eyes full of admiration. “You’re right! The timing of inserting the core is very important.”

"Different types of cane cores need to be distinguished by day and night, and even the same type of cane cores need to be distinguished by specific time of day. This is all a science!"

He stretched out a hand and waved it gently. "Magic is everywhere, and it varies like the tides depending on the time of day."

"It's not just the difference in intensity; the magical properties they exhibit will also differ. Although this difference is extremely subtle, it will still have an impact on the surroundings."

“Magical properties?” Vizette’s words made her think of various potion ingredients. “Just like how moon dew and nectar are obtained at night to attract magical properties related to the night.”

"And grinding moonstone, in order to preserve its effects, needs to be done on a clear, full moon night so that the loss can be replenished in time... Mr. Ollivander, is that correct?"

"To replenish losses! That's precisely why we choose the right time to insert the core!" Ollivander nodded repeatedly. "That's why we choose the right moment to insert it!"

"During the process of fusing the magic wood with the wand core, the wand core will inevitably suffer damage and lose some of its magical properties."

"At this point, the maker needs to intervene. By understanding the core of the staff, they can choose the appropriate fusion time to replenish the damaged core."

To create an excellent wand, one often needs to accumulate a great deal of knowledge and experience, which is the foundation that the Ollivander family has maintained to this day.

Knowledge and experience may be directly reflected, but this glittering workshop, created specifically for making wands, speaks volumes.

Ollivander took the finished wand, humming a cheerful tune, and put it into the box.

He was very satisfied with Vizzet's performance, not only because of Vizzet's familiarity with wand materials, but also because of Vizzet's excellent observation skills.