[{"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-3":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},2292255,4482,"Chapter 3: The Giant and the Boy","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-3",3,"\u003Cp>In response to Mr. Weasley’s teasing, Ollivander merely smiled politely and said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he had not followed the standard procedure, he didn’t mind much—he’d said it so many times that one more wouldn’t matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So you’ve come this time to purchase a new wand for this Mr. Weasley, correct?” Ollivander looked at the smallest boy in the group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Weasley children were numerous; they visited his shop nearly every year, making them, in a sense, loyal customers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, not at all,” Mrs. Weasley shook her head. “Actually, we want to buy a new wand for Charlie—he’s about to start working at the Dragon Reserve.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ollivander paused, his gaze sweeping across everyone, finally settling on the smallest boy’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More precisely, on the wand in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wand was worn and battered, with patches of its surface peeled away, one end glowing faintly white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Merlin’s beard, that’s unicorn hair!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ollivander drew a deep breath—he had never seen a wizard’s wand so ruined right after graduation, worse than most wands used for twenty or thirty years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, it had never been maintained, and its owner had cared nothing for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ollivander’s expression darkened, his voice growing colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, I can see—dealing with dragons requires a proper new wand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He emphasized the words “new wand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. and Mrs. Weasley understood perfectly why Ollivander was angry; they both flushed, yet pretended not to notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Charlie to work with dragons, a high-quality Ollivander wand was essential.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Ollivander said nothing more, merely giving them a cool, indifferent glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I must remind you—this Mr. Weasley is not a new student, so there will be no discount on this wand purchase.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We know,” Mrs. Weasley nodded hastily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ollivander nodded, saying nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me handle this,” Silven spoke up, sensing Ollivander’s reluctance to serve Charlie. “I’ll select a new wand for this customer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under normal circumstances, Ollivander would never allow Silven to meddle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Put bluntly, Silven was only eleven—he had no right to choose wands for customers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, after a brief hesitation, Ollivander nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, dear,” Mrs. Weasley seemed to exhale in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew Silven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike most people who visited the wand shop only once every decade, the Weasleys were regulars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had met him when Percy bought his first wand, and again when the twins came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was their third meeting—neither familiar nor entirely strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven glanced at Charlie, then at Ron; a stream of data instantly appeared before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Willow, unicorn tail hair, fourteen inches]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Condition: Damaged]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Property: Magic Weakening (a damaged wand reduces spell potency; replacement recommended)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A standard wand, nothing special, no reference value.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard you’re going to the Dragon Reserve?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, I leave in a few days,” Charlie nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What about oak?” Silven mused aloud. “Oak holds strength—it favors resilient wizards. It suits dragons well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For the core, unicorn tail hair is perfect for the Weasleys—no need to consider alternatives.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Length around ten inches,” Silven glanced again at the fourteen-inch willow wand. “Shorter than comfort improves speed of drawing the wand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlie’s thoughts were unknown, but Ollivander’s eyes brightened rapidly; the moment Silven finished speaking, he had already found the matching wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oak, unicorn hair, ten and one-third inches—exactly as Silven described.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ollivander handed the wand to Charlie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He no longer cared about his anger—he only wanted to see the result. Seeing Charlie hesitate, he urged him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you waiting for? Try it…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh!” Charlie instinctively waved the wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cluster of blooming orchids burst from its tip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perfect!” Ollivander exclaimed involuntarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even by his most professional standards, he could find no flaw—this wand suited Charlie perfectly, even better than his old one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he had to say one thing: this wand had chosen Charlie, even though he was a brute who didn’t value wands at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wonderful—I love it,” Charlie was equally delighted with his new wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mrs. Weasley stood there, blinking in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait, already?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a longtime customer, yet this was the first time she’d seen a wand chosen so quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a few glances—no measuring arms or shoulders, no testing other combinations—and it was done?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Charlie himself was satisfied—he immediately slipped the wand into his coat pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Mrs. Weasley said nothing more, gritted her teeth, and paid seventeen Galleons for the wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the true price of a wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, selling a wand for seven Galleons to a new student was barely enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Take Charlie’s old wand, for instance—just the unicorn tail hair cost nine Galleons; the specially treated wood for the shaft added another Galleon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the Ministry of Magic gave each new student a five-Galleon wand subsidy, barely keeping them from losing money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ollivander’s Wand Shop had been crafting wands since 382 B.C., effectively monopolizing Britain’s wand industry, yet it rarely turned a profit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, most wizards never wasted Galleons buying a second wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the following days, Silven stayed at the shop to help, during which he met Hermione—Professor McGonagall brought her to buy a wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Vine, dragon heartstring, ten and three-quarters inches]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Condition: Perfect]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Property: None]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A standard wand—of course, ninety percent of new wands were like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over time, a wand would change subtly according to its user.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like Professor McGonagall’s wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Fir, dragon heartstring, nine and a half inches]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Condition: Good]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Property: Transfiguration Mastery: Magic cost for Transfiguration reduced by 50% (limited to Minerva McGonagall)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Transfiguration Master: Transfiguration casting speed increased by 30% (limited to Minerva McGonagall)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Insight: High probability of directly disrupting an opponent’s Transfiguration spell (limited to Minerva McGonagall)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three properties—all tied to Transfiguration, all unique to McGonagall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a case of the wizard shaping the wand—if another person used it, these properties would vanish or be drastically weakened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, it was the last day of July.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That morning, Silven arrived early at the shop, waiting for a special customer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the entire morning passed, and he still hadn’t seen the person—he waited patiently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only in the afternoon, shortly after lunch, the shop door was pushed open from outside once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a jingling bell, a thin, timid boy, looking like a frightened chick, stepped in—accompanied by a giant over eleven feet tall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1037,"2026-06-20T04:03:11.805Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","57243ac8b29148ee5ac42d03696d4e691b01c6e1b06c9f146c41c9cc53a004b8","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-4","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-2",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-cover.jpg"]