[{"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-17":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},2292269,4482,"Chapter 17: Professor Quirrell","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-17",17,"\u003Cp>That night until dawn, Silven kept pondering the reason his wand-making succeeded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He considered many different possibilities, and the most convincing one was that Ron’s intense desire for his own wand had influenced the final outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this possibility was very likely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the magical world, emotion is also a special kind of magic, and it is extremely important.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many spells rely on emotion to work—like the most famous Patronus Charm, which requires summoning feelings of happiness and memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Apparition—you must firmly believe in your ability to succeed, or the spell will fail… that is what is called determination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These are all powers of emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that’s true, it’s no surprise Ron could affect the spell’s result.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those two traits just didn’t seem suited to Ron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Curse spells, Fire-Sting, and Tarantallegra are all curses—they cause trouble but aren’t lethal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is Ron skilled in such spells?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Probably not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the Explosion Charm—that’s clearly Seamus’s signature… though it could also be the Red Cap’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thing loves to explode; even a fire lizard’s tail is more stable than it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At dawn, utterly exhausted, Silven rubbed his forehead, changed into his nightclothes, and lay down on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forget it—he succeeded, after all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And based on his past experience, after successfully making a wand this time, future attempts with the same core would see a dramatic increase in success rate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an unexpected gain—and a substantial one at that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, compared to unicorns and dragons, Red Caps are incredibly cheap; when he bought Red Cap hearts in Knockturn Alley, he paid by the pound—five hearts per pound, two sickles—and often got extra toad tongues or lizard tails thrown in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Roughly speaking, the cost of a Red Cap heart core was… less than twenty knuts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ollivander had always believed that wand cores made from dark creatures were unstable and couldn’t resonate with a wizard’s magic, thinking Silven was wasting his time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had actually made one!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No!” Silven sat bolt upright on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether to show off or for any other reason, he had to write Ollivander a letter…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still sleeping? Wake up and question your life!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven didn’t even wait until morning—he slipped out of the common room at dawn and went straight to the owlery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh, right—he’d run into the Weasley twins on the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to them, Mrs. Norris was still in the hospital wing, and Filch was overwhelmed; this was a once-in-a-lifetime chance to sneak out, and they couldn’t miss it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They also praised Silven’s actions, calling him a true Gryffindor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Talking is fine, but insulting people is wrong of you!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After parting with the twins, Silven hurried to the owlery, sent off the letter with the wand, then returned the same way to the Gryffindor common room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the twins said, today was perfect for sneaking out—he didn’t encounter Filch once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the consequence was that he was late the next day—during Professor McGonagall’s Transfiguration class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry, Professor, I got lost,” Silven said awkwardly at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That excuse has already been used by Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley,” Professor McGonagall said, lips pressed thin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hope you can give me a different one. I don’t think a first-year needs three maps.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry, Professor, it won’t happen again,” Silven sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hope you remember that promise,” said Professor McGonagall. “Two points from Gryffindor. Now, hurry and find a seat—we’re starting class.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven strode quickly to the back row and sat down, feeling annoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of his late-night outing, he’d predictably overslept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was their first Transfiguration lesson—in other words, he’d missed Professor McGonagall’s famous Animagus transformation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall always appeared in class as a tabby cat on the first Transfiguration lesson, then transformed back into a human before everyone’s eyes, to give students a small shock of wonder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven arrived far too late, and with two other latecomers blocking his view, he missed the whole thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was all Harry and Ron’s fault!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven silently decided to add another Galleon to Ron’s wand price.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t ask why—ask and you’ll find he has no honor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lesson’s content was simple: basic Transfiguration—turning a matchstick into a needle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, “simple” here is relative to the rest of the textbook—but for today’s first-years, even basic Transfiguration was enough to make them scratch their heads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the end of class, only two students had made any change to their matchsticks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was Hermione; the other was Silven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Silven had completed it first, earning back the two points he’d lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Hermione was clearly annoyed, convinced Silven had practiced ahead of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, that was true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most wizards don’t receive their own wands until age eleven—right before Hogwarts opens—but Silven had his own wand at nine, and not just one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d worked hard to make wands precisely so he could experience magic early.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he didn’t do something with it, wouldn’t the wand be wasted?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Transfiguration came Defense Against the Dark Arts—but Professor Quirrell turned the lesson into a farce; his thick, long scarf always emitted a strong smell of garlic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Smells worse than your wand-soaking potion,” Seamus remarked after class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, that’s herbal and tree resin,” Silven retorted. “A pint costs five Galleons.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That expensive?!” Seamus’s voice cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His entire year’s allowance was only five Galleons!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What did you expect? Wand-making is a money-burning trade,” Silven said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Five Galleons for one wand?” Harry exclaimed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, that’s enough to soak about a hundred.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still more expensive than garlic, though.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“True enough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they chatted, they headed toward the Great Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way,” Harry suddenly remembered, “Silven, why were you staring at Professor Quirrell during Defense Against the Dark Arts?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I stared at Professor Quirrell? Really?” Silven blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, we all saw it,” Neville spoke up quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Was it that obvious?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone else in class was doing something—only Silven stared at Quirrell’s head the whole time. How could it not be obvious?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, I was just curious what was under his scarf—whether he really had a string of garlic hidden there,” Silven said. “Aren’t you curious?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm… curious,” they all nodded honestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But we wouldn’t stare,” Harry continued. “Didn’t you notice? Professor Quirrell spent the second half of class avoiding you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really? I’ll be more careful next time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1051,"2026-06-20T04:03:11.805Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ba9744b289b1f98c9560fdf69b01996c043d479c9c9ff2cc73dfd2329e0fcbbb","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-18","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-16",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-cover.jpg"]