[{"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-144":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},2292396,4482,"Chapter 144: The Vanished Basilisk Fang","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-144",144,"\u003Cp>No one expected the phoenix to appear here, but after seeing it, everyone sighed in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the phoenix is an extremely rare magical creature, and in Britain there is only one—Fawkes, who belongs to Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This phoenix is Fawkes; its presence means Dumbledore already knows about the basilisk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, the phoenix’s tears are the best healing potion, effortlessly healing the burns on Hagrid’s skin from the basilisk’s blood… and also the wound on Lupin’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Silven thought even if the phoenix hadn’t come, Lupin would’ve been fine; the three-headed dog might lack the basilisk’s variety of attacks and can’t fly like a dragon, but in terms of thick hide and durability, both the basilisk and the dragon rank below it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In “Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them,” Newt Scamander described the three-headed dog as a moving hill—not only because of its size, but because its hide was so hard it felt like facing a mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even venom lethal to giants would only make the three-headed dog drowsy for a few days at most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In comparison, Lupin actually preferred the phoenix’s song; its sound was so beautiful it instantly swept away some shadow in Lupin’s heart, sending him into deep sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven studied Fawkes curiously, but the great bird still disliked him as before, landing directly on the goalpost, far away from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet at that moment, Silven suddenly noticed a tattered object on the ground beneath the phoenix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he drew closer, Silven’s eyebrows lifted slightly, and he immediately stepped forward to pick it up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could do anything, Professor Sprout’s voice came from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, isn’t that the Sorting Hat? Why is it here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re mistaken, Professor,” Silven blinked. “It’s my school cap—I turned it into an umbrella to block the basilisk’s blood, and now it’s ruined.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually, your hat is right here,” Professor Flitwick said, holding up a more shredded scrap of fabric, unrecognizable as anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I tried, but I can’t repair it at all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this… my hat?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course—or just take a look; you’d certainly recognize the Sorting Hat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reluctantly, Silven pulled his hand from behind and glanced at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh dear, it really is the Sorting Hat—I misjudged it just now.” He reluctantly handed the hat to Professor Sprout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But why is the Sorting Hat here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perhaps Fawkes brought it,” Professor Sprout said, not giving it much thought. “Mr. Ollivander, could you please return to the castle and inform Professor Snape of what happened here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Sprout merely wanted Silven to return to the castle; telling Snape was just an afterthought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shouldn’t have been here in the first place—only because the situation was urgent did the professors have no time to send him back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that the matter is resolved, they naturally wouldn’t let him stay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Silven didn’t refuse; he glanced once more at the Sorting Hat before leaving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he gone than a crack split open along the brim of the Sorting Hat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Pomona. I felt I was just about to die—only just barely escaped, had I been taken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Sprout, busy inspecting the basilisk, didn’t understand its meaning, only nodded. “You’re right—if Fawkes had dropped you beside the three-headed dog, it might have torn you apart.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll return you to the Headmaster’s office, but it might take a little while.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, Pomona,” the Sorting Hat paused, then added, “but please deliver me back yourself—not to any student.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I will.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Silven had already returned to the castle and told Snape, who stood at the entrance, everything that had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing that Fawkes the phoenix was also present, Snape didn’t hesitate—he ran out immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He actually ran, sprinting—Silven had never seen him act so undignified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Caradoc Bubbling, who taught Muggle Studies, was curious about what had happened outside; in good spirits, Silven stood in the entrance hall and described the scene to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It was so brutal…” Silven painted the scene vividly. “Hagrid held the basilisk’s head steady, giving the three-headed dog the chance to tear into its body…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, other professors gathered around; even Professor Sinistra, who taught Astronomy, came over and stood nearby, listening intently…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I say Hagrid and the three-headed dog worked perfectly together—basilisk blood everywhere, scales scattered on the ground, every breath reeking of thick, foul stench…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven was still speaking enthusiastically when a piercing shriek suddenly rang out from outside, cutting him off instantly…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where are the basilisk’s fangs?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The gall is gone too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And the eyes—the huge eyes, where did they go?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice sounded like Snape’s—how uncouth, shouting so loudly at night, disturbing others’ sleep?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s right—the basilisk was killed by Hagrid and the three-headed dog together,” Silven finished the rest, then made an excuse and hurried away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minutes later, Snape returned like an angry bat, pacing into the entrance hall and glancing left and right frantically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where is Silven Ollivander?” he asked in a low voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Back in his dormitory,” Professor Sinistra said. “After such a terrifying event, the boy must be frightened.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think so too,” Professor Bubbling said. “He was excited at first, but once the thrill faded, he probably felt afraid… his face turned quite pale afterward.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape’s face darkened, and he immediately turned to go upstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just then, Dumbledore walked in from outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excellent, Severus, you’re here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dumbledore?” Snape turned. “I thought you wouldn’t return until tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I realized halfway that if McLain had an emergency, he’d use the Two-way Mirror, not write a letter,” Dumbledore said. “So I immediately understood someone didn’t want me staying at the school.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You realized it just in time,” Snape said coolly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hope I haven’t missed too much,” Dumbledore said. “Come with me—Minerva has already taken Potter, Weasley, and Granger to my office. I believe they know exactly what happened tonight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These words carried a certain magic; Snape instantly forgot his original intent and followed Dumbledore to the Headmaster’s office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Silven hadn’t returned to the common room; when he reached the second floor, he met Professor McGonagall and was forcibly taken to the hospital wing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With him were Harry and Ron; Harry looked fine, but Ron was in bad shape—he was pale as death, stumbling as he walked, no one knew what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, he was still conscious; it didn’t seem like anything serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group arrived at the hospital wing; Madam Pomfrey, following Professor McGonagall’s instructions, first checked Harry’s condition, confirmed he was unharmed, and then McGonagall took him away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron didn’t go with them; his condition was worse than Harry’s, and Madam Pomfrey placed him on a bed against the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1109,"2026-06-20T04:03:11.805Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","312f7a45249eb2cb21e80f92c6de35c6ab6ede8b548e1e02fdfed1d4946aa873","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-145","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-143",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-cover.jpg"]