Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

Due to such complaints, the Ministry of Magic abolished the tradition of using the thief-proof waterfall as security after Fudge came to power.

This time, Old Barty actually brought over a few small anti-theft waterfalls from the Ministry of Magic...

"You're really serious..."

Ryan muttered in his heart.

He was once again puzzled by old Barty's stance - the other party didn't look like a dark wizard at all!

But apparently, having a thief-proof waterfall as security is not a bad thing for Hogwarts.

So everyone stepped directly through the anti-thief waterfall.

During this process, Filch excitedly clenched the whistle in his hand - which was also given to him by old Barty Crouch.

"Whenever the thief-proof waterfall or the looking glass sounds, you blow the whistle... I will have a hard time catching those dark wizards."

And obviously.

Filch now really hoped that one of these young wizards would be found out to be a dark wizard, especially the two Weasleys - they should have been punished long ago.

certainly...

"If it was Mr. Elias, I certainly wouldn't have whistled."

Filch thought so.

But as expected, no one showed any abnormality.

But at this moment, Ryan seemed to have thought of something.

"If I'm guessing correctly, given Mr. Crouch's character, he should have crossed the Thief-Proof Falls first?"

He confirmed.

"Yes, you are very prophetic, Mr. Elias!"

Filch nodded repeatedly after hearing this. "He crossed the Thief-Proof Falls... He said that if he wanted the young wizard to do this, then he should set an example himself."

"Sounds reasonable."

Ryan nodded, then asked, "So, there's nothing unusual about him, right?"

"of course not."

Filch said decisively, "The only unusual thing is that Professor Barty was very gentle towards a Squib like me. He even refused my offer to carry his suitcase and instead had his elf store it in the dormitory."

"What a kind person..."

He was obviously very moved.

Chapter 164 Tamh's message! Ravenclaw's magic!

When Ryan and others arrived at the auditorium, the senior wizards had already gathered.

At the guest of honor table, almost all the professors had already taken their seats.

Ryan saw old Barty Crouch, who was sitting solemnly next to Professor Flitwick, his back straight.

Winky the house-elf was not with him - which was consistent with what Filch had said.

He chatted with Professor Flitwick in a disjointed manner, his hawk-like eyes scanning everyone below.

When he saw Ryan, his gaze paused, and then he nodded slightly.

Ryan nodded in response.

After seeing the Thief-Proof Falls, he thought that the probability of Barty Crouch Sr. being on Voldemort's side was indeed smaller.

And except for Barty Crouch Sr.

Gilderoy Lockhart, of course, sat in the professorial chair.

Many little witches below were calling out his name.

But at this moment, this famous writer who should have been enjoying the attention was far less confident and gorgeous than he was before in Diagon Alley.

He looked a little tired, and even the smile he showed to the little witches seemed a little bitter.

After seeing Ryan nodding at him, he showed an extremely complicated expression.

"Professor Lockhart has been having a tough time lately—I heard that several publishing houses have stopped cooperating with him...all from pure-blood families..."

And Cedric's words pointed out the reason for his current expression.

"Professor Lockhart is such a good man—a true adventurer!"

Ron was sighing at this moment.

Afterwards, everyone took their seats in the auditorium.

However, this year Ryan did not choose to sit in the Gryffindor seat, but went to the Hufflepuff table with Cedric.

The reason is very simple.

"I used the hair that Mr. Ollivander gave me to try to make a wand... well, to be exact, it's a 'half wand'. Would you like to see it?"

Cedric's words obviously caught Ryan's attention.

Because he knew very well that the hair that Cedric was talking about was actually the hair of the white cat Friday after his transformation!

During this summer vacation, Ryan had a rough idea of ​​the special situation of his cat.

He was even more certain that Friday's hair was the 'core' of his wand.

But according to Newt, Friday's specialness comes from its bloodline and the "special transformation magic" that comes with its bloodline.

This means that it may take nearly a thousand years for Friday to truly mature.

This matter has always been on Ryan's mind.

Now that he heard that Cedric had actually made a wand out of Friday's hair, he naturally wanted to see what was going on.

So, he and Cedric came to the Hufflepuff table.

"Hey! Ryan!"

"Hey, Cedric!"

The Hufflepuff badgers greeted Ryan warmly and friendly.

After Ryan and Cedric responded to everyone's greetings, they found two empty seats and sat down.

Ryan then saw Cedric take out a wand box from the small bag he carried with him.

When he opened the box, Ryan saw a wand full of holes.

That’s right—full of holes. This was Ryan’s first impression of the wand.

It appears to be made of 'Adamantium Wood', a pale golden colour, the hardest and strongest of all the trees used to make wands.

But at this moment, there were countless dense cracks and holes on this wand.

Ryan could see the magic power raging in the void, which kept surging inside the wand like a chaotic and disordered wave.

"This thing...can it cast spells?"

Ryan was a little unsure.

"Of course not!"

Cedric said as a matter of course: "I can guarantee that any magic cast with the help of this wand will fail - that's why I said it's only 'half a wand'."

He said so.

"In fact, if a wand can't perform any magic, I usually call it 'junk'."

Ryan made a sharp comment.

"Oh, that's really hurtful—this is my most proud work yet!"

Cedric muttered.

Then, he pointed at the wand that looked like it would completely break into pieces at any moment.

"Can't you see how special it is?"

"What do you mean—especially ugly? Or especially worn out?"

Ryan continued his sharp comments.

"..."

After hearing this, Cedric rolled his eyes at him.

Afterwards, he stopped talking nonsense with Ryan and revealed the answer directly.

“It’s the conduction effect and type.”

"For a normal wand, its core and material will have the same conductive properties - they will have a strengthening effect on a certain aspect of magic and a certain type of magic."

"For example, the combination of beech and unicorn will enhance the effects of healing magic and life magic, but will actually suppress offensive spells. Naturally, the owner's magic power should also be relatively mild. And as you know, most of the time, a wizard's magic power is closely related to his personality."

"This means that the owner of this wand is destined to be a loving and relatively weak person - even if he doesn't appear to be so on the surface."

Cedric was very professional.

After gaining Mr. Ollivander's approval and officially becoming a wand maker, he did make great progress this summer.

"But this wand is different... you know, the core inside it is very special."

"This allows it to enhance almost every type of spell and magic, and the effect is extremely powerful... even if the wood I chose is diamond wood, which has the worst magic conductivity!"

Cedric was thrilled.

"This proves that Mr. Ollivander was right... The special material of your wand, combined with this special core - it will make every spell you cast with your wand incredibly powerful."

"That's exactly what the Elder Wand does!"

Cedric said excitedly.

But it was obvious that only wand makers could understand this excitement - at least at this moment Ryan had little interest in discussing the materials of wands.

"So the result of your research is... you confirmed Mr. Ollivander's suspicions and created a wand that can't cast spells?"

Ryan said he couldn't understand you stick makers.