[{"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-27":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},2292279,4482,"Chapter 27: The Charms Lesson Before Halloween","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-27",27,"\u003Cp>In the days that followed, the news that Harry had officially joined Gryffindor’s Quidditch team spread through Hogwarts like wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides the Boy Who Lived, he now had another identity… the youngest Seeker in Hogwarts history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Friday afternoon, Oliver Wood took him for his first practice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The training results were kept secret, but that night, the Gryffindor common room held a celebration that lasted until dawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a member of Gryffindor, Silven naturally attended—and he even slipped away to watch a Gryffindor practice match, quietly stashing a broken broom deep inside the broom cupboard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t exactly broken—just a simple replacement of the broom handle, no impact on normal flight… well, probably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using the discarded century-old fir wood and the last strand of Professor McGonagall’s hair, Silven quickly crafted his second wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Fir wood, wizard’s hair, thirteen inches】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Status: Perfect】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Trait: Transfiguration +17 (55%)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Silven had expected, this wand had no 【Disguise】 anymore, but in return, its base bonus and upper limit for Transfiguration had both increased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t clear which was better—after all, once such bonuses reached a certain level, further gains became extremely difficult; 55% was the highest Silven had ever seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waved it lightly, turning the ink bottle on his desk into an elegant teapot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt as effortless as turning a matchstick into a needle, yet the teapot was far more complex, even adorned with intricate patterns and engravings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not bad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven decided to give it to Professor McGonagall as a Christmas gift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between the wand’s cost and its custom craftsmanship, he might even get a decent return gift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he wasn’t after the gift—it just happened to coincide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven pulled out a sheet of golden hard leather paper from his trunk, folded it swiftly into a long box, lined the inside with black velvet, and placed the wand atop it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A handcrafted ancient-style wand case—though it cost only two Knuts, its market price was high; in a shop, it would cost five Sickles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s all about the thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing this, Silven turned his full attention to his plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the eve of Halloween, the castle was steeped in festive atmosphere; even the most remote corridors carried the sweet, tempting scent of roasted pumpkin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first class in the morning was Charms—lessons before a grand feast were usually the hardest to endure, but Professor Flitwick clearly understood this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To spark the students’ interest, he finally abandoned tedious basic spells and chose the Floating Charm, long anticipated by nearly everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially when Flitwick waved his wand and sent Neville’s toad flying wildly around the classroom, it perfectly fulfilled Muggle-borns’ fantasies of wizards, fueling their motivation to learn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet motivation aside, the Floating Charm was far harder than basic spells—comparable, perhaps, to moving from single-digit addition and subtraction to two-digit multiplication and division.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reiterating the incantation and wrist motion several times, Flitwick divided the class into pairs to begin practice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to seating arrangements, Harry was paired with Seamus; Ron, sitting beside him, could only team up with Neville next door, who looked far from pleased—almost afraid, as if Neville might make his head float away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Further back was Silven—he had no choice. He was second-to-last in the row, with Hermione last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest, Silven hesitated. In his memory, Ron and Hermione’s arguments in Charms class were the key catalyst for the trio’s formation; now that Ron’s partner was Neville, it was uncertain whether the Boy Who Lived could still find his true “brain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Silven, what are you thinking about?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione’s voice pulled Silven back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, nothing,” he said offhandedly, letting go of the thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever. Dumbledore’s here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, Silven casually drew his wand, flicked his wrist lightly—“Wingardium Leviosa!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the shaky Floating Charm on the train, this incantation and motion were far more precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The feather before him rose smoothly and hovered five feet above his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excellent!” Professor Flitwick clapped his hands. “Look everyone—Mr. Ollivander has succeeded! Two points for Gryffindor!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione’s expression darkened. She could cast the charm too—she’d just been a fraction slower; otherwise, those two points would’ve gone to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it didn’t matter—after all, it was still Gryffindor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione quickly forgot it, for she had a new problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both members of the same pair had mastered the Floating Charm, yet the class had only just begun ten minutes ago—how to fill the remaining boredom became the priority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione decided to help someone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her first target was naturally Neville.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, he’d been too tense, swinging too hard and nearly jabbing his wand into Ron’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now they were separated by at least three people—practicing together was impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lighten your wrist motion, don’t overdo it—it’s not hammering a nail… pause clearly: Wing—ar-dium, stretch the middle part long and distinct…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione tutored Neville for half the class, growing exasperated herself—but Neville made no progress; his feather remained utterly still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I told you before—his wand’s wrong. That’s the real issue; pronunciation and motion are minor problems…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you’re so skilled, then you try,” Hermione snapped, turning to glare at Silven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine. Seven Galleons,” Silven held out a hand. “I can’t guarantee instant results, but it’ll definitely be better than this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re selling wands right now?” Hermione stared at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neville… kept his head down, pretending not to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, he had no desire to replace his wand—if he’d ever seriously considered it, he’d have done so long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps Mrs. Longbottom most wanted Neville to inherit Frank Longbottom’s wand, but if Neville himself insisted on a new one, she would surely relent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the Longbottoms might be fallen, but they weren’t so destitute they couldn’t afford a new wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven smiled but said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t his concern. Out of courtesy for their former dorm-mate, he’d warned him twice—that was more than enough. He wouldn’t nag endlessly; too much advice would only annoy him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, it was up to Neville himself. Even if Silven gave him a wand for free, Neville wouldn’t use it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, that was one possibility—reality was, he’d never give it away for free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven Galleons was already a loss-making deal—he didn’t even get Ministry subsidies. To give it away for free would be absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1041,"2026-06-20T04:03:11.805Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","8c919f399aa708d677ef1d9e4f006cc3f71c581e606b2d911c48033e7d52a32f","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-28","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-26",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-cover.jpg"]