[{"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-58":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},2292310,4482,"Chapter 58: The Mars of Tonight","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-58",58,"\u003Cp>Hagrid strongly disliked Filch, especially his habit of threatening and intimidating students, let alone when those students were Harry and Silven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So as soon as Hagrid arrived, he waved his hand impatiently. “Your job is done. From now on, I’m in charge.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll come back at dawn to clean up their remains,” Filch spat out, then turned and walked back toward the castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he was gone, Malfoy began complaining, saying he didn’t want to enter the forest at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Hagrid ignored him completely—even mentioning his father, a school governor, made no difference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can go back right now,” Hagrid said. “If you think your father would rather see you expelled, then go pack your bags!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy didn’t move. He glared at Hagrid, then lowered his eyes, reluctantly following Hagrid and the black hound into the forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A unicorn has been attacked,” Hagrid said heavily. “This is the second time. I found one dead last Wednesday—we must find it quickly…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, I don’t want to go!” Malfoy started backing out again, his voice trembling with uncontrollable fear. “What if the thing that hurt the unicorn is still out there?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As long as you stay with me or Fang, no creature in the Forbidden Forest will harm you,” Hagrid said, then went on to instruct them on what to do next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy stared at the dark path behind him, then gave up on turning back, muttering under his breath as he followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Relax. Think of it as camping,” Silven thought for a moment, then offered him some reassurance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no need to fear—even in the Forbidden Forest, Dumbledore wouldn’t let students die, especially not with Harry here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe the headmaster was even watching from his office right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven turned his head, his gaze piercing through the swaying tree shadows toward the distant castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where were the headmaster’s windows again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Silven couldn’t find them—but he was certain that several windows near the castle’s highest point still glowed with light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Silven, were you even listening to me just now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagrid’s voice snapped Silven back to attention. He nodded. “Of course. Stay safe. Don’t go off alone. Don’t stray beyond me or Fang. If you’re in danger, shoot a red spark into the sky immediately.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagrid fell silent for a moment… Had he really just said all that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, that’s right,” he nodded. “We’ll split into two teams soon…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I want Fang!” Malfoy didn’t zone out this time—he blurted it out eagerly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression was resolute, as if he weren’t choosing a hound but a fire dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven stared at Malfoy, utterly baffled—what part of his brain had convinced him that staying beside a two-foot-tall hound was safer than beside an eleven-foot-tall half-giant?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, Hagrid didn’t refuse his request.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they reached the fork ahead, the group split into two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven, Harry, and Hagrid took one path; Malfoy, Neville, and Fang took the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Forbidden Forest was utterly silent at night—not even insects chirped. The only sound was the rustle of leaves beneath their feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strange scent hung in the air—like dew-drenched grass, or perhaps fallen leaves drifting in a deep pool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven didn’t know why he could distinguish the scent of dew from that of leaves, but that was his first instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These are all unicorn blood,” Hagrid said, staring at the silver-blue stains on the leaves, his face growing more anxious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could it have been a werewolf?” Harry asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not so quickly,” Hagrid said. “Unicorns have strong magic. Werewolves can’t easily harm them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagrid quickened his pace, forcing Harry to break into a run just to keep up. Neither of them noticed that one member of their group was missing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven had been following Hagrid, but when he passed a patch of silver-blue blood, he suddenly stopped and pulled out the Beater’s wand core from his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The core had long been finished, its split surfaces carved with intricate magical runes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, one of those runes was flickering with a silver-blue glow, mirroring the blood on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wand-core rune—Contract and Protection,” Silven murmured. “The unicorn is calling for help…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an ancient rune, the only one designed to protect the wand core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to legend, this rune records every wand core it has ever “seen,” and under specific conditions, it resonates magically with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Garrick Ollivander explained, those conditions occur when a wand is broken, destroyed, or its core is on the verge of dying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why most broken wands can still function for a while if wrapped in magical tape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this core had no wand core inside it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only one possibility remained: the unicorn that left this silver-blue blood had once had its tail hair made into a wand core, and that core had been recorded by the rune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, as Silven passed, the rune on the core detected the same magical essence in the unicorn’s blood and triggered a resonance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing this, Silven immediately laid the core flat in his palm and brought it close to the blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the rune glowed brighter—and under a subtle magical pull, the core slowly rotated to face a new direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Silven stood and ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes later, he caught up with Hagrid and Harry, who were speaking with two centaurs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ronan, have you seen a student? He’s lost—I have to go back and find him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The centaur tilted his head, staring fixedly at the sky. “The Mars tonight…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Silven!” Harry shouted, cutting off their conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Silven?” Hagrid turned, relief flooding his face. “Thank heavens, where did you go? I’ve been searching…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know where the wounded unicorn is,” Silven gasped, sprinting to his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No time to explain…” Silven glanced at the dimming silver-blue glow on the core, took a deep breath, and sprinted in the direction the rune pointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s dying—we have to hurry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished speaking, Silven was already far ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop, Silven! Don’t run so fast in the Forbidden Forest—it’s dangerous!” Without thinking, Hagrid bolted after him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry, catching on a moment later, followed close behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye, only the two centaurs remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ronan, the russet-colored centaur, stood frozen, staring blankly in the direction they had vanished. Long moments passed before he slowly opened his mouth, his voice firm and unyielding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...very bright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1059,"2026-06-20T04:03:11.805Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","94449914a4390c9e22428821ea2f2b53b3a6011136779313435e380dda368c21","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-59","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-57",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-cover.jpg"]