Hogwarts: From Luna's family to god

"Okay." Vizet nodded and subconsciously wanted to take out his notebook.

He thought of something, stopped and asked tentatively: "Mr. Ollivander, can I record this process...?"

"I'm afraid not..." Ollivander shook his head, "The method of making the wand is protected by the magic contract, and it cannot be recorded in any way."

"The inheritance of each generation of Ollivander wand makers needs to be passed down orally for many years... and for that magic contract, the owner of the magic eye is a special case."

"Okay! I'm glad I have the honor to watch the process of making a wand." Vizet cast the magic eye and concentrated on it.

"I am also honored to meet a wizard with the magic eye." Ollivander finished speaking, picked up a pair of pure gold tweezers, and took out the soaked magic wood...

Chapter 51 Snape's Wand

The moisture on the surface of the two pieces of magic wood disappeared quickly, as if absorbed by the wood.

Vizet noticed that the two pieces of wood just formed the body of a magic wand, and a whole groove could be seen at the wood core.

The carvings in the groove were of different depths and looked extremely delicate.

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

Vizet came to the crystal cup and leaned in front of it.

He fanned some of the smell into his nose with his hand and found that it was mixed with at least sage, rosemary and other herbs.

At this moment, the sound of bells echoed around, and it rang fourteen times.

Ollivander acted quickly, quickly pulled out a dragon skin roll, took out the dragon heartstring wrapped in it, put it into the groove, and then closed the two pieces of magic wood.

Although the magic wood was close at this moment, the seam could be seen.

"Kenaz!"

The bell disappeared, he took out the magic wand, pressed it against the closed magic wood and chanted a spell.

The reddish halo covered the magic wood. With a rustling sound, the joint between the two pieces of magic wood gradually disappeared, becoming a seamless wand.

Ollivander yawned, and his face showed fatigue as if he had stayed up all night.

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

In the blink of an eye, a small bottle of golden potion floated over and fell into his hands.

Vizet looked closely and saw that it would show this color and be drunk after being tired. This potion is most likely a vitality tonic.

He had never brewed a vitality tonic himself, and mainly judged it based on the appearance characteristics.

After drinking the golden potion, Ollivander immediately became much more energetic and continued to wave his wand to proceed to the next step.

Vizet was even more determined that this golden potion was a vitality tonic, and the effect was so obvious.

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

The originally extremely flat workbench showed a series of crisscrossing depressions.

He picked up another crystal cup and poured the red liquid on the dent.

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

These lights continued to gather towards the wand, as if absorbed by the wand, and the light gradually weakened.

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With the help of the 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 they were enough to cause a qualitative change from a quantitative change, allowing the magic circuit to appear in the form of light.

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Olivander waved his wand and struck, as if playing a radical rhythm.

He was like a drummer, beating an unrestrained and passionate drumbeat.

Ollivander stopped until the light was completely absorbed by the wand and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

He looked at Vizet with an expectant look, "How do you feel?"

"I've gained a lot!" Vizet said, "I've found answers to many of my previous questions about wand making."

"Oh? So inspiring?" Ollivander was a little surprised and continued to ask, "What did you see from it?"

Vizet closed his eyes and thought for a while, sorting out what he had just seen and heard, and then he said: "First of all, it's about the preliminary preparations."

"After selecting the magic wood, it should be divided into two parts, and the wood core should be carved to leave a groove for embedding the wand core."

Olivander smiled, "Vizet, you are really careful! This groove is not simple, it determines the lower limit of the wand maker's craftsmanship."

"Determine the lower limit of craftsmanship?" Vizet murmured. "Mr. Ollivander, can I understand it this way?"

"The more the groove fits the pattern of the wand core, the tighter the wand and the core can be combined? In this way..."

"If the phoenix feather is used as the wand core, this kind of wand should be the most difficult to make, right?"

"Very good!" Ollivander's smile was full of surprise, "Absolutely right! Unicorn tail hair is the easiest to make because it only needs one tail hair;"

"Dragon heartstrings are of medium difficulty; and phoenix feathers are too delicate. If you want to make them exactly the same, you often have to go through many failures."

"And the liquid in this cup." Vizette picked up one of the crystal cups, "I smell sage, rosemary, verbena, and feather grass..."

Hearing Weizet say a series of names, Ollivander's eyes widened and he couldn't help but interrupt: "Merlin's beard! How can you smell so many herbs?"

"I think there should be more than just these herbs." Weizet frowned slightly, "There is also the liquid used to dissolve the herbs. I don't know if the water in this cup is the water of the Forgotten River..."

"Because the water of the Forgotten River is transparent, of course there are other liquids that dissolve herbs, such as dew, pure water or... some potion materials that I have not come into contact with."

"This is the water of the Lethe River!" Ollivander took a deep breath and looked calmer. "It's already outstanding! You've only been in school for one year, right?"

"According to your learning progress, the most you can do is use the water of the Forgotten River to make forgetfulness potion. Where did you know about so many other herbs?"

"Forgetting Potion..." Weizet couldn't help laughing. He remembered that during the final exam, several Slytherins drank the Forgetting Potion until they were full.

"Ahem..." He coughed twice and suppressed his smile, "Mr. Ollivander, Professor Snape taught me carefully, so I was lucky enough to identify these potion ingredients."

Ollivander asked thoughtfully: "Professor Snape? Professor Snape of Hogwarts...is he Severus Snape?"

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

"I remember this man, he is a very unique wizard..." Ollivander blinked his silver eyes, "Because he came to me to change his wand..."

"Unless the wand is damaged, wizards generally don't take the initiative to replace their wands. He was one of the few wizards who came to the door and needed to replace his wand, so I was very impressed."

He frowned slightly, trying to remember something about Snape.

"I still remember that wand... ebony, fire dragon heartstring, twelve-inch wand, very suitable for attack, and the feedback the wand gave him at the time was also very good."

"Until one day in 1980, he suddenly found me and told me that the ebony wand was no longer in control and could not let him release magic as he wished."

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

"Severus Snape is really unique... He waved many wands, but he was never satisfied... He was a man who hid himself deeply!"

"After trying again and again, he finally showed a bit of his true self... and that inspired me to find a wand that works best for him now."

Chapter 52 The Secret of the Magic Wand

He took a long breath and said slowly: "Hawthorn wood, phoenix feathers, thirteen inches... You can tell from the wand that he must have been in a lot of suffering at that time."

"By the way! This is a secret among staff makers..." Ollivander looked at Wizette, "I think... you won't reveal it, right?"

"Of course not!" Weizet nodded, "Whether it's for Professor Snape or for your trust, I won't reveal it to anyone else!"

"Well, let's go back to making the wand!" Ollivander smiled slightly, "What else do you see?"

"As for the timing of inserting the core of the wand, I think there should be some particularity..." Weizet continued, "It's like the fourteen bells just now."

"Fourteen o'clock is the hottest time of the day, which is very consistent with the material of Fire Dragon Heartstrings! Taking this as an example, different wand cores should have different insertion times."

"For example, unicorn tail hair, I guess it is best to wait until the night when you can see the bright moon to complete the step of 'inserting the core of the wand'!"

"It's really rare!" Ollivander clapped repeatedly, his eyes full of appreciation, "You are right! The time to put the core in is very important."

"Different types of wand cores need to distinguish between day and night, and wand cores of the same type also need to distinguish specific times. This is all a science!"

He stretched out a hand and waved it gently, "Magic power is everywhere, and depending on the time, the magic power will differ like the tide."

"Not only the difference in intensity, but also the magical properties displayed will be different. Even though this difference is extremely subtle, it will also have an impact on the surroundings."

"Magical properties?" Through these words, Weizet thought of various potion materials, "It's like moon dew nectar must be obtained at night to attract the magical properties related to the night."

"There is also grinding moonstone. In order to retain its effect, it needs to be done on a clear full moon night, so that the loss can be replenished in time... Mr. Ollivander, is that correct?"

"Replenish the loss! Just to replenish the loss!" Ollivander nodded repeatedly, "This is the reason why I chose the right time to put the core in the staff!"

"In the process of integrating the magic wood with the core of the wand, the core of the wand will inevitably wear out and lose some of its magical properties."

"At this time, the staff maker needs to intervene. Through understanding of the staff core, he can choose the appropriate fusion time to replenish the loss of the staff core."

To make an excellent wand often requires the accumulation of a lot of knowledge and experience, which is the legacy of the Ollivander family that continues to this day.

For example, knowledge and experience may be directly reflected, but this glittering workshop, created for making wands, is enough to explain a lot of things.

Ollivander took the finished wand, hummed a light tune, and put the wand into the box.

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