[{"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-148":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},2292400,4482,"Chapter 148: The Changes in the Horcrux Codex","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-148",148,"\u003Cp>“Expelliarmus!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sssss…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom!” A flash of red light struck him; Harry tumbled face-first onto the floor, his face meeting the ground with a thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fall was hard—he was dazed, and after several attempts, he finally staggered back to his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you alright, Harry?” Silven walked over from the other side, picked up his fallen glasses, and tapped them with his wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Reparo.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cracks on the glasses vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks.” Harry took the glasses and put them back on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t mention it,” Silven shook his head. “How are you? Really alright?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ow… yeah, fine.” Harry rubbed his thigh. “But I feel like the magic rebounding off that book got stronger.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stronger… are you sure?” Silven asked, slightly tense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Positive.” Harry paused, then nodded. “I was ready—I thought I could dodge the rebound. But suddenly, it moved much faster. I had no time to react.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And…” Harry glanced at where he’d been standing, then at the wall behind him. “Last time we practiced, I didn’t fly this far.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry felt that last time, the Disarming Charm had simply taken his wand from his hand—this time, it had ripped it away by brute force, then kicked him for good measure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It really hurt… He rubbed his thigh again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching him, Silven forced his lips into a straight line to keep from laughing outright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps because the fusion time was too short, Riddle hadn’t vanished with the Basilisk’s death—he still lingered, in part… as the misty substance around the Basilisk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, after merging with the Basilisk’s body, that substance was no longer Riddle’s soul—it had become something else, akin to a Horcrux.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven merely tried it—and easily absorbed it into the Horcrux Codex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing else changed, except the number of blank pages increased to fifteen—meaning Silven could now store or deflect fifteen spells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That alone was already a huge surprise, but now the spells’ power had increased too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d felt something off about his magic consumption earlier, thought it was imagination—but it was this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just didn’t know how much the change amounted to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven quickly calmed down, wondering whether the increased strength of spells cast through the Horcrux Codex depended on his own magic—or whether it simply returned the opponent’s spell unchanged… and if so, whether there was a limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven unconsciously glanced at Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Testing this wasn’t hard—if Harry was willing to help, he could just get thrown a few more times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But seeing Harry grimacing and rubbing his thigh, Silven couldn’t bring himself to ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks for your trouble, Harry.” Silven walked over and pulled out a delicate little box. “Consider this my thanks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, no, no!” Harry waved his hands. “You warned me—I fell because I didn’t take it seriously. And we’re friends. Helping out is nothing—I can’t take a gift.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry’s refusal was firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his sincere expression, Silven felt even more reluctant to ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be fair, though Harry was reckless, impulsive, gullible, dense, and stubborn, he was loyal to his friends—and he’d truly step up when it mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In comparison, Silven, who wanted Harry to get thrown again, felt less “Gryffindor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s not anything valuable—just a set of wand maintenance tools. I’ve wanted to give them to you all for a while.” Silven said, then pulled out two more boxes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just remembered—could you give these to Ron and Hermione?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the others were getting gifts too, Harry finally accepted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened it: a thick black velvet cloth, a special wand wax, and a bottle of golden, oil-like substance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Silven.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re welcome.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After giving away three gifts, Silven suddenly felt himself becoming more “Gryffindor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh, no—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven froze. Why did he want to become “Gryffindor”?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Harry limp out, Silven shook his head and closed the dormitory door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, the exams began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Officials from the Wizarding Examinations Authority arrived at the castle; their leader was an elderly witch who looked older than Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the morning, Silven sat in a stifling classroom, his exam paper and enchanted anti-cheating quills already laid out. A balding old wizard stood at the front, sternly watching every movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven thought it was unnecessary—this was just a second-year exam, not an O.W.L. or N.E.W.T. Who’d even bother cheating…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the thought finished, he saw the old wizard suddenly raise his wand and jab it sharply at a Ravenclaw girl on the left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her large butterfly hairpin came alive, fluttering into the wizard’s hand—then transformed into a scroll covered in writing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zero, Miss Saelwin,” the wizard said coldly. “You should be grateful this isn’t an N.E.W.T. exam—you’d have been expelled the day before graduation!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl named Saelwin covered her face and ran from the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone actually cheated—and a Ravenclaw, at that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it had been a student from another house, catching them cheating wouldn’t be surprising—but a Ravenclaw… among the smartest students, could there really be someone who couldn’t pass?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even stranger, after the exam, Harry told Silven in the Great Hall that their classroom had caught another cheater—Viola Thorne, also a Ravenclaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d turned the scroll into a super-sized Bubble-Blowing Gum and nearly got away with it—until a witch named Marchbanks spotted him during her patrol.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marchbanks was the witch older than Dumbledore—full name Grizelda Marchbanks, in full charge of this Hogwarts exam, including O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two cheaters were caught among second-years—both Ravenclaws. Professor Flitwick didn’t even show up for lunch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what did they hope to gain?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven couldn’t understand—no one would vote against a candidate for Minister of Magic because they’d failed second-year exams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks like you’ve pressured them too much,” Percy said, eating his roasted potato. “You were top of the year last year. The Ravenclaws were furious—they probably think the top spot must belong to them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t cheat,” Hermione said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course you didn’t,” Percy replied. “They always think they’re better than everyone else. Many Ravenclaws won’t even speak to me now—because I was top of the year too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, Percy, I had no idea!” Fred gasped. “You were top of the year?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And for six years straight,” George added quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So impressive!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They took turns praising Percy, but their expressions were exaggerated, each word drawn out with mock solemnity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You two—” Percy’s face flushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?” Fred raised an eyebrow, mimicking Percy’s tone. “Because you’re flattering the prefect? Five points from Gryffindor?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go ahead,” George shrugged, taking a sip of pumpkin fizz. “Silven gave us two hundred points.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Plus Harry, Ron, and Hermione’s hundred and fifty,” Fred added. “You could deduct points all day—it wouldn’t matter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Percy was speechless with rage. After a long pause, he muttered, “I’ll tell Mum.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Be my guest,” Fred thought about the morning’s exam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought he’d done fine—likely a decent grade. Mum wouldn’t be too angry. That was fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still, I’m curious—how do you know they stopped talking to you because of your grades?” George smiled, eyeing Percy’s badge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course—someone told me,” Percy’s face reddened further, especially his ears, which turned nearly the same color as his hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They probably just didn’t know how to talk to a ‘Dunce,’” Fred chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somehow, the word on Percy’s prefect badge had changed again—to “Dunce.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Percy acted as if he hadn’t noticed. After eating a few more rolls, he hurried out of the Great Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1218,"2026-06-20T04:03:11.805Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","3d1403f36b1cb8dcd8031cd8914941e5514258da8a0588238769a86ecf4fcce4","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-149","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-147",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-cover.jpg"]