[{"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-128":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},2292380,4482,"Chapter 128: The Weasley Brothers","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-128",128,"\u003Cp>For many days afterward, Silven struggled to adapt to the feeling of a leaf in his mouth—far harder than he’d imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daily speech was manageable, but eating was difficult; Silven had to concentrate intensely, lest he accidentally chew up the leaf along with his food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to incomplete estimates, he’d swallowed at least a dozen leaves in half a month… though not mandrake leaves—those were too extravagant for practice; Silven had deliberately chosen mint leaves of similar size instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then there was sleep—eating at least could be controlled, slowed down, or replaced with soup and porridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But sleep was impossible to control; sometimes, when slightly uncomfortable, he’d unconsciously spit out the leaf, or dream he was eating it like a biscuit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Silven had no better solution, for Professor McGonagall had told him this process could not rely on any external aid—he must treat the leaf as part of his own body, as an extra tongue, an extra set of teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he used magic or sought another’s help, the leaf would instantly lose its effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mandrake is a plant of great magical power,” Silven recalled Professor McGonagall’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Its leaves can record a wizard’s magic and physical traits; when combined with a spell, they form a channel linking the wizard’s body to his future Animagus form.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This leaf is a channel—paired with a fixed incantation, it connects you to your Animagus animal form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And this process must be done alone; if anyone else participates, the channel collapses instantly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t try to cheat,” Professor McGonagall had warned him. “Every method you can think of has already been tried—and failed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she said this, her expression was strange—as if she knew that person well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This dispelled any other thoughts Silven might have had, and he focused on adapting to the leaf in his mouth… progress was decent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he could keep the leaf in his mouth for three days straight, and eating and attending classes had become increasingly natural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One day after class, Silven returned to the common room and, as he entered the corridor, saw Fred and George surrounded by a crowd, with a Beater’s ball floating above their shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You succeeded?” Silven asked in surprise, nearly spitting out his leaf, then quickly clamped his mouth shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew Fred and George wanted to create a magical object similar to the Horcrux Codex—one that could float and follow them—and they’d come to him often these past days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Silven couldn’t help them much; the Horcrux Codex differed from ordinary wands—it required rare materials, and even he couldn’t make a second one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he’d only offered Fred and George some ideas—suggesting they draw inspiration from the Levitation Charm and the Corpse Float Spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he hadn’t expected them to actually succeed—and in less than a month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But one thing puzzled him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know you’re Beaters,” Silven couldn’t help saying, “but you don’t need to carry a Beater’s ball everywhere—even if you turned it into a broomstick, it’d look better than this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somehow, Fred and George’s smiles vanished instantly. They looked at Silven, then at the floating object beside them, and after a long pause, said: “You’re mistaken—it’s actually a Golden Snitch…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Silven could respond, Ron couldn’t take it anymore. “That joke’s terrible. This doesn’t look anything like a Golden Snitch—you might as well say it’s a Quaffle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry nodded beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Seeker, he could swear the Golden Snitch didn’t look like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It really is a Golden Snitch,” George said. “Look—it has wings.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did the others notice: the object truly had wings, though they were so small they were easily overlooked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s a first-generation prototype—we’re still inexperienced,” Fred shrugged. “Later, we’ll shrink it to the exact size of a real Golden Snitch.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s its use?” Harry asked instinctively. “Can it block spells?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, listen to what you just said,” Fred stared at him in disbelief. “This is a one-Galleon Follow-Magic Ball, not a hundred-Galleon magical cloak.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry,” Harry mumbled, embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven stood there, sighing softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d known Harry couldn’t keep a secret—this had only been half a month, and he’d already blurted it out. Fortunately, no one had drawn other conclusions, and Silven had already thought of a better plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What special abilities do these things have?” Silven asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Special abilities? Of course!” George said. “It follows you wherever you go—isn’t that fun?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fun, but not enough,” Silven mused. “Puffskeins can do that too—and they’re cuter than your Beater’s ball, and cheaper: fifteen Sick in Diagon Alley’s pet shop.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But this is already our limit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred said, “We tried other approaches, but we couldn’t make the Corpse Float Spell more flexible, let alone replicate the movement and page-turning of your previous book.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We could collaborate,” Silven said thoughtfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How?” George asked. “Are you willing to let us study that book?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, that’s out of the question—not because I don’t trust you, but you truly wouldn’t understand it,” Silven said, placing his hand on the “Beater’s ball,” examining it briefly before asking: “Did you use oak?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Plus rubber and cowhide, or it would crack right away,” George replied, sounding slightly offended, as if he’d been underestimated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just a flying book—why did Silven think they couldn’t figure it out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If that’s the case,” Silven suddenly said, “I might be able to give it a wand core.” His words stunned Fred and George, instantly erasing their earlier annoyance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Like a wand core? What do you think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really?” Both lit up. “Can this thing be turned into a wand?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Like the pet wands you sold before?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait, let me finish,” Silven continued. “Even with a core, it won’t cast spells like a wand—I’d guess it might only glow or produce wind—some minor magical reactions.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perfect!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No problem!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Silven had even finished speaking, Fred and George eagerly agreed to the collaboration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A glowing Follow-Magic Ball with a wand core? At least three Galleons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if they split profits equally, they’d each earn an extra half-Galleon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This deal was clearly profitable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven also felt it was worthwhile—but his reasoning differed from the Weasley brothers’. He saw this as a good practice opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since crafting the Horcrux Codex, he’d developed a new idea: could he make wands that weren’t sticks?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like the Horcrux Codex—a book, not a rod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he’d previously made circular or curved wands, those were merely modifications based on core properties—they were still curved rods at heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Horcrux Codex was the first true wand to break free from the rod form—more accurately, a magical book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was unavoidable: Merlin had systematized and simplified ancient magic, so his wooden wand became the natural choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was evident from the Horcrux Codex—it conferred no spell enhancement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven wanted to change that: within the bounds of current magic, create something different—magical books, magical swords, magical balls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lack of wand-body materials could be compensated by the core—he alone could turn any magically infused object into a core, something no other wandmaker could do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The process might be difficult, but Silven never expected to achieve perfection immediately; he was only in second year—he could start small… this little device the Weasley brothers made was perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could practice, earn some pocket money, and if sales grew, introducing his own magical books later wouldn’t seem odd—three benefits in one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1223,"2026-06-20T04:03:11.805Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d53c70203e974ec1f2aa29ee0e57812ef133af7b078226b60b5ff1e475a31c37","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-129","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-127",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-cover.jpg"]