[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker":3,"chapter-hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-116":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Hogwarts: Don't Call Me a Wandmaker",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2292368,4482,"Chapter 116: Power and the Wand","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-116",116,"\u003Cp>The next morning, almost everyone knew that Lockhart had been attacked and lay barely alive in the entrance hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumors spread that he had been assaulted while drunk in Hogsmeade, upset over his mood; Madam Rosmerta, owner of the Three Broomsticks, could confirm this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lockhart had started drinking at the Three Broomsticks, then inexplicably went to the Hog’s Head, after which no one heard from him again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew where Lockhart had gone, what had happened to him, or why he had suddenly appeared in the castle’s entrance hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the blood-written words on his body quickly sparked panic among the students, and his status as a professor added a terrifying dimension to the incident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumors swirled through the school; everyone wanted to know what those words meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For several days straight, students debated who the Bringer of Power might be, who the Unforeseen Prophet was—whether one person or two—and whether they were even within Hogwarts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the Wielder of the Wand… was someone being attacked simply for holding a wand?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many younger students, terrified, stopped bringing wands to class; only after stern reprimands from professors did they reluctantly slip them into their pockets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until the final weekend before Christmas, a single theory spread through the school overnight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone had combined two pieces of information and uncovered a startling clue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bringer of Power… the Wielder of the Wand… could it refer to a wandmaker?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many knew the Ministry’s emblem was a wand and a capital “M,” with the wand symbolizing magical authority and the essence of power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isn’t the person who sells wands to every wizard the Bringer of Power?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what of the third phrase—does it mean those holding wands must be wary, or that one must be wary of those connected to wands?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This theory quickly gained many supporters—and conveniently, there was an Ollivander at the school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even more conveniently, Silven Ollivander was the first victim of the attacks, and combined with the phrase “The beginning and end of all calamity…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn’t the first victim precisely the beginning of the calamity?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It matched again!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, rumors exploded across the school, all eyes subtly turning toward Silven Ollivander of Gryffindor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Silven, don’t worry—we all believe in you!” In the Gryffindor common room, Fred and George walked over to Silven and clapped him firmly on the shoulders to show their support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We know you have nothing to do with that damn Chamber of Secrets.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Besides, Hogwarts probably doesn’t even have a Chamber of Secrets,” George muttered under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It has nothing to do with me anyway,” Silven said. “The only Chamber of Secrets in Hogwarts legends was left by Slytherin—do you think a Gryffindor like me could open it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But they say this attack was meant to drive you out of the castle,” Harry said quietly beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then it’s even less likely,” Silven set down his book. “If I’m the target, why attack Lockhart? Do we look alike?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, of course not,” Harry shook his head. “I mean, I fully believe you’re not involved—I’m just worried you’ll suffer under the gossip.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean?” Silven looked at him, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t know?” Harry was surprised by Silven’s reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What should I know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Many now say that if you leave school, the attacks will end—so…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry paused suddenly, then continued after two or three seconds: “So many are saying the school should expel you—expel you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You haven’t heard any of this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Honestly? Not a word,” Silven shook his head. “That was the first time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Impossible,” Ron exclaimed. “I’ve heard that kind of talk several times lately—hasn’t anyone come to you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No one has,” Silven spread his hands. “I have no reason to lie to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why not?” Ron didn’t understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Probably because they’re afraid,” Silven said calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Afraid?” Ron still didn’t get it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven wasn’t some famous, powerful wizard like Dumbledore—he was just a second-year student. What did others have to fear?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this were happening to Malfoy, he’d have no qualms about loudly voicing his opinion right to the man’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because no one can guarantee they’ll only ever use one wand,” Fred said—he immediately understood Silven’s meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In Britain, Ollivander’s wands are the best,” George also understood. “If Silven refuses to sell a wand to someone in the future, they’ll have to buy a Gregorovitch wand abroad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Including their children when they start school—they’ll have to go abroad for wands too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The ones most likely to target Silven are Slytherins—but they’re also the shrewdest, and won’t risk it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’re probably stirring up others right now—those rumors floating around school? Slytherins are behind them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron’s eyes widened further—he seemed to have just realized Silven’s hidden status.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t talk nonsense,” Hermione couldn’t help saying. “How could Silven possibly refuse to sell wands just because of a few words?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To my shame, I actually can,” Silven raised an eyebrow. “What you just described was my grandfather—he cared only for wandmaking, nothing else… but I’m not as generous as he was.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But you’ve reminded me of something,” Silven looked up at Fred and George. “Can you do me a favor?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ten would be fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not ten,” Silven said. “Just spread a message—to those fools who haven’t realized they’re being manipulated.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, we get it,” George winked at him. “We’ll deliver your message.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The great Silven Ollivander will one day take over his wand shop.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred placed a hand over his chest and raised the other high: “If anyone doesn’t want to be forever barred from Ollivander wands…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’d better learn to keep quiet…” George slapped his hand in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Something like that,” Silven nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But Silven, I must say this won’t work on everyone,” Fred sat across from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Some still don’t understand the importance of wands.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm…” Silven thought for a moment. “Then add this: if this noise grows louder, I might raise prices when I take over the shop.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Raise prices?” Everyone sat up straight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But wands have always been that price,” Dean Thomas nearby couldn’t help saying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know they’ve always been that price?” Silven’s temple twitched. “A unicorn tail hair costs nine Galleons—made into a wand, it sells for seven. Do you think that’s fair?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But the Ministry compensates you,” someone muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Five Galleons,” Silven’s tone dripped with contempt. “They calculate it perfectly—exactly the cost of one wand. And they drag their feet, making you wait a year to get it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d long wanted to say this—this was a perfect opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Or you could ask elsewhere—twelve Galleons for a wand was the price three centuries ago. Now, a Gregorovitch wand costs at least twenty-five Galleons—more if you’re not a first-year.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The same goes for France’s Arcueil.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twelve Galleons for first-years, seventeen for others—purely because past Ollivanders had been subsidizing with their time and experience… or working for free for the Ministry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fact that new students paid only seven Galleons for wands had nearly become a badge of honor for British wizarding society at the International Confederation of Wizards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other Ministers of Magic were fine with it—each time they mentioned it, they’d include Ollivander, gaining reputation even if they lost money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But shortly after Cornelius Fudge took office, he took credit for the “seven-Galleon wand,” boasting that the Ministry was paying for new students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under this, more and more people began to believe the seven-Galleon wand was natural—like Dean Thomas just now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Silven silenced him with a few words, and few around him supported Dean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Silven, I don’t oppose raising wand prices,” Fred licked his lips, his expression turning serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But think carefully—if you truly had the authority, this would cause a massive uproar.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And it wouldn’t be limited to Hogwarts—it would shake the entire wizarding world.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t be so serious,” Silven waved his hand. “I only said I’d decide to raise prices. I’m only in second year—decades away from taking over the shop.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the Weasley brothers exhaled in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they’d said, they didn’t oppose raising prices—but if it were to be done, it needed careful planning, not just a careless remark… or Silven would truly become everyone’s target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if it were ten or fifteen years from now? That would be fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry—we’ll make sure your message gets delivered!” Fred thumped his chest, his expression returning to its usual mischievous grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think we should write it down and post it in the most visible spot in every common room.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good idea—I’ll go find parchment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll find out the Slytherin common room password.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two rushed out through the passage, eager.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the common room, Hermione seemed about to say something—but before she could speak, Silven had already gone upstairs to his dormitory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1455,"2026-06-20T04:03:11.805Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","2b211add1358a5ccb6b2113d55c79a7ff9778d82ef4ef5afabcebb68f4f851fd","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-117","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-115",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-cover.jpg"]