[{"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-120":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},2292372,4482,"Chapter 120: Yes, I Did It All","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-120",120,"\u003Cp>On Christmas Day, snow had been falling since midnight, exhausting the owls, who had to deliver gifts through the storm all night before finally getting a brief rest at dawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Silven woke up, he found a delivery owl fast asleep in his dormitory, its talons still clutching a long package.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven glanced at the address on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a Christmas gift from his grandfather, sent from Romania.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given the distance and the heavy snow, it was no wonder the owl was so exhausted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven found an empty box, poured in some of Tom’s snacks and water, and placed it beside the owl—perfect for when it woke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Silven took down the package and opened it… inside were several dragonwood branches of varying lengths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, a package from Romania— he should’ve guessed it would be this. Silven happily put it away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These dragonwood branches arrived just in time; Hagrid had given him a large bag of wand-core materials, which he could now use.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Speaking of Hagrid, his gift was a large packet of homemade toffee syrup—tasty enough, but far too sweet and sticky on the teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Silven entered the common room, he saw Hermione and Harry and Ron unwrapping their own gifts by the fireplace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Merry Christmas,” Hermione said, handing Silven a beautifully wrapped box—inside was a copy of *Transfiguration: Risks and Responses*.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve been reading books on Transfiguration, and the people at Flourish and Blotts recommended this one to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron’s gift was a Quidditch photo album, with all the figures moving. Silven flipped to the first page and saw a man diving on his broom, then pulling up sharply just before hitting the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside it appeared a line of golden text… 【The Lopsided Loop, used to deceive the opposing Seeker by creating a false impression to gain advantage.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed to be a highlights reel of Quidditch maneuvers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry gave him a set of tools, including carving knives and drills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you,” Silven said, and pulled out his own gift—identical for Harry, Hermione, and Ron: wand stickers made from their photos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A set of seven, and more importantly, specially made—they wouldn’t peel off even after two months on a wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is amazing!” Hermione immediately stuck hers onto her wand, right beside the original Gilderoy Lockhart gold sticker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a devoted fan of Lockhart, she had bought *The Magical Me*—the hidden edition with the gold sticker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry and Ron loved theirs too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These stickers were now popular at school, but everyone else had ones of professors or magical creatures; owning a sticker of yourself felt truly special.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like finding your own card in a Chocolate Frog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Silven’s sticker wasn’t nearly as famous as a Chocolate Frog card—but the meaning was the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was also a matter of pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you’re willing to sign it, Ginny and Colin might pay a fortune for it,” Silven said with a smile to Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No way,” Harry shook his head, looking at the sticker of himself holding his wand. “Was this taken at the Dueling Club?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, all of them were,” Silven said. “When Lockhart was carried off, I borrowed the camera and took a few random pictures.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I promised Colin Creevey one of your signed stickers, but he never came to ask for it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because Colin’s not interested in me anymore,” Harry said, his tone light. “I haven’t seen him on the way to class in ages. Looks like he realized I’m not the real Chosen One and got disappointed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How could you not be?” Ron said. “Everyone knows you defeated the Dark Lord—there’s no doubt about it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone knows,” Harry smiled, “but I don’t. I have no idea how I defeated Voldemort…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please, don’t say that name,” Ron shuddered violently, nearly dropping his wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry,” Harry said. He’d spoken without thinking, not realizing Ron’s reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you knew what he did, you’d feel the same,” Ron told Hermione, who was watching him. “It’s terrifying. Most people won’t even say his name—only call him the Dark Lord.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione frowned, said nothing, but didn’t argue with Ron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she couldn’t understand why, refusing to say Voldemort’s name was indeed the norm among many wizards—including some professors. Only a very few were exceptions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like Harry, and Silven—he’d heard the name too, but reacted with calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, where are Fred and George?” Silven looked around the common room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They went out,” Ron said, pulling out a set of wizard chess. “Said they’re preparing a surprise for tonight’s Christmas dinner. I bet they’re up to no good. Want to play a game?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No thanks,” Silven declined, sitting in another armchair and beginning to work on the branches he’d collected these past days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time he’d finished shaping all the branches into rough wand shafts, it was already night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far fewer people chose to stay at school for the holiday this year; even with professors and students combined, they didn’t fill half a table. Yet the Christmas atmosphere remained unchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of Christmas trees, dusted with silver frost, lined the Great Hall; the ceiling hung with garlands of mistletoe and holly, and enchanted snow—warm and dry—drifted gently down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of the sparse crowd, Hagrid had even appeared in the hall—he sat among the professors, watching Silven with concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Dumbledore entered, Hagrid immediately stood. “Headmaster Dumbledore, the papers are full of lies. Silven is a Gryffindor—how could he possibly be the Heir of Slytherin?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Calm yourself, Hagrid. I trust Mr. Ollivander completely,” Dumbledore waved him back to his seat, glancing at Silven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Silven hadn’t noticed their exchange—he stared blankly at a copy of *The Daily Prophet* on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The front page showed a clear image of Lockhart as he’d first been found, along with the words written on his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Hogwarts Unearths Chamber of Secrets: What Is Dumbledore Hiding?!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Lately, strange events have plagued Hogwarts. Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Gilderoy Lockhart seemed to have uncovered the truth—only to be mysteriously attacked after contacting our paper.*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*According to insiders, the words on his body suggest the Chamber may be a secret weapon left by Salazar Slytherin, designed to purify the school by eliminating those unworthy of magic (Muggle-born students). Yet Hogwarts appears determined to conceal this shocking revelation.*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This newspaper had been brought by Hermione in the afternoon; the article was long, but she’d marked the key passages with her quill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*According to insiders, the attack is linked to a boy—a child from a wand-making family—who appears deeply entangled with the legendary Chamber.*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re too scared to return to school,” a young wizard wept. “He told us to shut up and threatened to make us never use a wand again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Does this mean he’s the one who opened the Chamber? Did he kill Gilderoy Lockhart? Will he kill again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dumbledore knows all this and does nothing. Even when students are hurt at school, he ignores it,” an angry parent declared. “He doesn’t deserve to be Headmaster of Hogwarts!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven glanced at the byline—Rita Skeeter. After Tom had driven her off last time, she’d vanished—yet here she was again, back in his life like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And somehow, she’d gotten the idea that he was the one who opened the Chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Silven, we… we’ll help you clear your name,” Hermione said. “You’re a Gryffindor—how could you possibly open Slytherin’s Chamber?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, and you were the first one attacked,” Harry added. “The paper didn’t mention it, but everyone knows—even the professors. You couldn’t have released a monster to attack yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All this nonsense about purging Muggle-borns? Absolute rubbish,” Ron bit hard into his Christmas pudding. “If Ollivander counts as unworthy of magic, then Hogwarts should just shut down!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone believed Silven couldn’t be the one who opened the Chamber—the paper was pure nonsense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven said nothing, only looked again at the top image—clear, perfectly angled to show every word on his body. Clearly the work of a Hogwarts student, sent to the paper during the holidays.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Silven, what if we write our own article to clear your name?” Hermione asked. “I’ll write to *The Daily Prophet* right now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, no need to clear it,” Silven stopped her, his finger lightly touching the photo on the paper. “What if I really can open Slytherin’s Chamber?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you talking about?” Hermione frowned. “This isn’t the time for jokes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A Gryffindor opening Slytherin’s Chamber?” Fred burst out laughing. “That’s the funniest thing I’ve ever heard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then why not let more people hear it?” Silven smiled. “Alright, I’ll admit it—I’m the Heir of Slytherin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Weasley twins laughed harder, doubling over, drawing everyone’s attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So do you know where the Chamber is?” George asked, feigning seriousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course I do,” Silven said. “I know the exact method to enter it—a special ability only Salazar Slytherin and his Heir possess.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What ability is that?” Fred asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It doesn’t matter,” Silven said. “Because Salazar was wrong. Every wizard has the right to learn magic—not just pure-bloods.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Therefore, I’ve decided that before term resumes, I will destroy the Chamber in the name of the Heir of Slytherin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As the Heir of Gryffindor…” Fred and George struggled to suppress their laughter, forcing solemn expressions,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re happy to help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you’re willing,” Silven waved a hand, “then just write down these words and send them to *The Daily Prophet*.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No problem.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leave it to us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred and George grinned, immediately fetched parchment and quills, and began writing letters amid the puddings and pies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait, wait…” Hermione finally realized. “You’re not serious, are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why not?” Silven blinked. “You’re the one who suggested I write a clarification letter to *The Daily Prophet*.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t mean that!” Hermione shouted. “This isn’t a joke! Have you thought about what happens if you can’t fulfill those promises…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Finding the Chamber and destroying it before term starts? That’s impossible—even the professors can’t do it. You’ll become a laughingstock.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So what?” Silven shrugged. “Only joke magazines would print Rita Skeeter’s ridiculous article on the front page. What’s wrong with me telling a joke in a joke magazine?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Joke magazine? Not *The Daily Prophet*?” Ron asked automatically, then after a moment realized… Silven was mocking *The Daily Prophet* as a joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly. Just a joke,” Fred and George were thrilled—they abandoned their Christmas pudding and ran straight out of the castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had to figure out how to be the perfect “anonymous source.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1741,"2026-06-20T04:03:11.805Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d71ebdb61d88d66972b3670690dff9e4f7fb17facbf8d44825896c96b226db04","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-121","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-119",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-cover.jpg"]