[{"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-41":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},2292293,4482,"Chapter 41: Are You Planning to Play Baseball?","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-41",41,"\u003Cp>Harry was getting restless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that wand isn’t in Silven’s hands, what will Ron’s Christmas gift be? There’s no time to prepare anything else now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can you make another one?” Harry asked cautiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I could, and the materials are all ready,” Silven said. “But are you sure? A wand isn’t parchment—another one won’t necessarily suit Ron.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what do we do…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t rush. We can try. It’s the day after tomorrow—Christmas. My grandfather won’t have gone far.” Silven glanced out the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If everything goes well, we’ll make it in time.” He stood up. “Come on, let’s first head to the owlery and see if there’s a stronger messenger.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Use Hedwig,” Harry said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My owl. Hedwig.” Harry said. “She’s a snowy owl!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, perfect.” Silven slapped his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry had an owl—he’d forgotten that. And snowy owls cost twenty Galleons; they’re the most expensive pets in the shop, with far superior flight speed and endurance over ordinary owls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven wrote a letter, then went with Harry to the owlery to find the beautiful snowy owl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>True to its twenty-Galleon status, it stood out in the owlery like a spotlight—impossible to miss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment it saw Harry, Hedwig flew straight over and nipped his fingers affectionately, making Silven envious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought of his own owl, always wandering off, never around, obsessed with eating his colleague Tom’s pets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn, he shouldn’t have been cheap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven and Harry arrived at the Great Hall only ten minutes after dinner had started. It was late, but at least they wouldn’t go hungry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron found it strange: Harry had said he had something to do—why was he back with Silven?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During dinner, he kept probing indirectly, trying to find out what Harry had been up to, but got no answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry refused to engage, pretending not to understand; when pressed, he scrambled to invent an excuse about homework and brushed it off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron still looked skeptical, but he stopped pressing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterward, the two joined Hermione, whispering about something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven sat nearby. Even though he wasn’t eavesdropping, he caught the gist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, Hermione wanted Ron and Harry to go to the library during the holidays to look for someone named Nicolas Flamel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But asking Harry and Ron to go to the library during the holidays… well, Hermione’s idea was admirable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To celebrate the upcoming holidays, Gryffindor students held a small gathering in the common room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Food came from the school kitchen, brought by the Weasley twins: pies, whole roasted chickens, juicy steaks, pumpkin juice, pea cookies… far more lavish than dinner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was also butterbeer from Hogsmeade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But only a few had it—more accurately, Fred and George had brought only one bottle for Silven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, this wasn’t because they were closer to Silven; they wanted to know his secret to using multiple wands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wizard can use only one wand—that’s universally accepted in the magical world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, some had tried buying a second wand. Many had. But they soon discovered the so-called second wand was nearly useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wand that worked perfectly in the shop became sluggish when held—spells formed slowly, their power drastically weakened. Not useful in battle, not even a simple cleaning charm could fully erase the grime; bits always remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after they abandoned their first wand did this change. Otherwise, they’d just waste over a dozen Galleons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew why. Even asking at Ollivander’s Wand Shop yielded only the vague reply: “The wand chooses the wizard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven’s remarks that afternoon had opened a whole new door of magic for Fred and George.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were desperate to learn. Even if they couldn’t use three at once, just one wand per hand was tempting enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven wasn’t stingy. Since he’d drunk their butterbeer, he’d help answer their questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he told Fred and George: it’s simple—just learn to make wands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, they actually went straight to the library to find books on wandmaking… though no one knew how long they’d stick with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Early the next morning, students going home for the holidays left the castle for the station, and the once-bustling Gryffindor common room grew suddenly empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven rose early and now sat in an armchair by the fireplace, fiddling with a baseball bat split down the middle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Harry and Ron arrived, Silven was drawing on it with a crimson feather quill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good morning, Silven,” Harry greeted, sitting beside Ron in another armchair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These usually coveted seats were free for the taking today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron found leftover bread and buns from last night, skewered them on a toasting fork, and held them over the fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry frowned, scanning the room for something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s wrong?” Ron handed him a charred lump of bread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have you smelled anything?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, seems a bit burnt,” Ron said sheepishly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, not that.” Harry shook his head, hesitated, then said, “I think I smell blood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now that you mention it… I think I do too,” Ron said, looking around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need to look—it’s this.” Silven held up the red feather quill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re using blood as ink?” Ron stared, voice thick with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not ink. It’s… well, think of it as some kind of medium,” Silven explained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I wanted to ask this earlier,” Harry said, looking at Silven. “Are you planning to play baseball?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s baseball?” Ron asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A Muggle sport,” Harry explained. “They use a wooden bat to hit a ball.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Batter?” Ron immediately thought of his two brothers, who swung bats in Quidditch to knock Bludgers away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sort of,” Harry thought. “But the bat’s much longer, and they’re not hitting Bludgers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know,” Harry said. “My cousin Dudley bought a baseball bat, but he never played baseball—not once. I think he just liked the stick.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve never played baseball either,” Silven said. “Actually, this is the wand I’m about to make.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",974,"2026-06-20T04:03:11.805Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ed95b6bb2873ec5732f17278106767cd27db48cad86ecd2f13a8b705cd70465a","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-42","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-40",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-cover.jpg"]