Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

Cedric wasn't angry, he just waved his hand: "You wouldn't understand even if I told you - take it."

He handed the wand to Ryan.

Then...

"Use it to cast a spell, any spell will do."

Cedric said.

"..."

So although Ryan was puzzled, he still tried to inject a little magic power as he said.

Then...

Ryan suddenly noticed it.

As his magic entered the wand, just as Cedric had said, his magic began to grow and rise, flowing and transforming.

but...

"!!!"

Ryan frowned.

Because he could sense that his magic power was out of control at this moment.

This was almost unbelievable—ever since he mastered meditation and was able to completely control his magic.

His magic almost never got out of control.

"It's the blood vessels in Friday's hair..."

Almost instantly, Ryan made an accurate judgment in his mind.

Within Friday's hair lie the blood circuits of many magical animals.

This is different from all known magical beasts.

These many blood circuits cause the flow of magic in its hair to be completely different from that of a normal wand core!

Each bloodline circuit will strengthen the magic power and enhance the power of a certain aspect of the spell, but at the same time... they will inevitably lead to the loss of control of the magic power!

"got it?"

And at this moment, Cedric said.

"understood."

Ryan nodded: "You mean to say that Mr. Ollivander's previous statement was wrong."

"No, to be exact... Mr. Ollivander's statement is correct, but it is incomplete."

Cedric nodded. "He's right. If you can successfully find the mature form of the magical animal that this hair corresponds to, then your wand will be complete... It will be the most powerful wand in history, a perfect wand."

He was also very excited when he said this, which made him look very similar to Mr. Ollivander.

"But at the same time, mastering this wand is unprecedentedly difficult—it's not a question of magic power, but... the strength of the soul!"

When Cedric said this, Ryan knew that he was right.

The core of the wand Cedric is using now is just Friday's hair that has not yet fully grown.

The blood circuit contained therein is not yet complete.

But even so, Ryan couldn't even grasp the magic of it.

Not to mention, if the hair of a fully grown Friday is used as the wand material, combined with Ryan's wand body made by the four giants themselves.

"I dare say that even Dumbledore might not be able to control it - it's not a question of magic strength, but the fact that a wizard's soul cannot control that level of magic without losing control!"

"So to be precise, the process of completing this wand actually has two parts: a mature core and an unprecedentedly powerful soul."

Cedric was both excited and regretful when he said this.

He was obviously very interested in this exploration in the field of magic wands.

But at the same time, in his opinion...his discovery obviously further declared the death sentence of Ryan's wand.

"The good news is... you at least still have your wand to use. If you really complete it, I'm afraid it won't be usable anymore."

Cedric clearly knew how to find joy in adversity.

At this time, Ryan also frowned.

"A soul strong enough..."

Obviously, the word 'soul' naturally made him think of Rowena Ravenclaw - soul magic was her domain.

And now, he knew the three characteristics of his wand.

"The wand is made up of the properties of countless magical plants—that came from the Hufflepuff teacher."

"Friday's hair for the wand core—that came from the Slytherin teacher."

"Add to that the incredibly powerful soul Cedric gained from his research to control the magic within the wand—that came from a Ravenclaw teacher."

This is obviously not a coincidence.

"So... what about the Gryffindor teacher? What did he leave on his wand? Um... he's not going to be lazy about this, is he?"

Ryan began to murmur.

And at this moment...

Ryan smelled a scent.

It was the smell of rust, very clear.

"The smell of blood!?"

Ryan then instantly came back to his senses from his thoughts.

He immediately became alert and looked in the direction where the smell of blood came from - he didn't even need to look, because he heard the little wizard screaming in fear.

Then...

"Ok?"

Ryan saw a figure.

At this moment, the translucent figure was passing through the wall.

His face was thin, his eyes were empty, and he was wearing a long robe - the robe looked extremely tattered and was stained with silver blood.

Ryan wasn't sure why the blood was silver in color, but he was sure it was blood... because the strong smell of blood came from there.

This made the other person's robe look no longer like a robe, but rather like a cruel torture instrument forgotten by time.

That's a ghost.

"The Bloody Baron."

And at this moment, Cedric whispered the name of the ghost.

That was the Bloody Baron, the ghost belonging to Slytherin that they had mentioned on the train.

"Very strange...Aside from Peeves, I never knew ghosts could smell?"

Ryan nodded and looked at the figure gradually drifting towards the Slytherin table.

As mentioned before, ghosts and the living are completely different concepts - they belong to the two sides of life and death, and they seem to be in the same place, but in fact they are clearly separated.

All ghosts are unable to affect living people in any way, and it is even more impossible for people to smell the blood on their bodies.

Of course, the only exception is Peeves - but Ryan has always doubted whether the other party is a ghost.

And now, he has discovered a second exception.

The Bloody Baron - the ghost of Slytherin, can actually make people smell the smell of blood on him.

And, don't know why.

Ryan disliked him from the first moment he saw him.

"Yeah, he's really special."

But Cedric obviously didn't think that much.

He just smiled and said, "I guess that's why he's the only one besides the professors and Headmaster Dumbledore who can scare Peeves."

His opinion is actually the opinion of most young wizards at Hogwarts.

The ghost of Bloody Baron looks mysterious and scary, and the smell of blood wherever he appears makes people feel evil.

But in fact, he rarely appears in front of everyone and has never hurt anyone.

On the contrary, he was able to control the naughty Peeves - this made many young wizards think that he was a good person.

"Look, Peeves didn't show up today. I bet he's hiding!"

"But... Mrs. Grey didn't come to the start-of-term dinner today? I remember she didn't show up last year."

Cedric was a little confused.

It's more than just not showing up at the opening ceremony dinner.

Ryan muttered in his heart - he hadn't seen the ghost named Lady Grey once in the whole year last year, and the same was true for the Bloody Baron.

Besides that, there's Peeves... Ever since he and the twins encountered the three-headed dog, this little ghost has been running away when he sees him for some reason.

And it was when the two were discussing about ghosts.

As the doors of the auditorium opened.

Ryan saw the first-year wizards who were enrolled this year walking into the hall under the leadership of Professor McGonagall as usual.

"Pop!" "Pap!" "Pap!"

The senior students all applauded, and Ryan naturally joined in the applause.

And after the usual haunted school song segment...

"And now, the person whose name I'm going to call forward to be sorted—Harper Oliver!"

The Sorting Ceremony began.

Different from last year.