[{"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-60":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},2292312,4482,"Chapter 60: Two Wand Cores?","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-60",60,"\u003Cp>In the Forbidden Forest, the Centaur continued urging Harry to leave quickly, speaking at length about the purpose of drinking unicorn blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Unicorn blood can prolong life, but the cost is terrible—those who sustain themselves this way become half-dead creatures, cursed lives…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Centaur nervously stamped his hooves, unable to explain why, since earlier, he had felt something was off about the surroundings—yet he couldn’t say exactly what.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Centaur trusted this feeling was no illusion or coincidence; his tone grew more urgent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Unless you’re using it merely to stall for time, so you can drink something else—something that fully restores your vigor and vitality, something that grants immortality…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Harry Potter, do you know what is hidden in the school?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Philosopher’s Stone!” Harry blurted out. “Of course—it’s the Elixir of Life! But I don’t understand who…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can you not imagine who has waited silently for years, desperate to rise again? Who clings to life, waiting for the right moment?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry’s pupils shrank as if an iron claw had seized his heart; even the air around him surged into a gale, leaves whipped into the sky, branches creaking under the wind…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No—danger!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Harry could even comprehend what was happening, a pair of strong arms seized him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Centaur stood before him, bow drawn and arrow nocked, eyes locked on the dead unicorn ahead—and Silven, whose back was turned to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you—” Harry leaned out from behind, then saw a sight that left him stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dead unicorn was dissolving like a clay sculpture submerged in water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This… what’s happening?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know!” The Centaur’s voice was cold and grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know a unicorn’s body merges with the earth shortly after death—but not this fast!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait—Silven’s still there!” Harry now saw Silven beside the unicorn and moved to rush forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took one step—and was pulled back again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t go!” The Centaur dragged him back a full step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His instinct told him the unicorn’s transformation was tied to the boy—he trusted his instinct absolutely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That single step backward was enough—the unicorn vanished completely, leaving nothing behind, not even its horn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, in the dim forest, a stream of silver-blue light appeared—like a severed brook, or colored wind… The Centaur had never seen anything so wondrous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So wondrous it bordered on eerie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver-blue light swirled around the boy, then sank into a twig in his right hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A ripple surged outward from the twig, spreading rapidly through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry noticed now that golden symbols had appeared on Silven’s exposed wrist, flickering faintly in the dark—like a golden bracelet with a unique pattern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the bracelet looked familiar—he thought he’d seen it before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh—he remembered. The last time Silven made a wand, his wrist had looked exactly like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to Silven’s explanation, these were auxiliary runes, used to stabilize the wrist during wand-core crafting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wand-making?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry was startled by this sudden thought and shook his head immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impossible—he was certain Silven hadn’t plucked a single unicorn hair, hadn’t even taken a core—how could he have made a wand?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Silven, wake up!” Blocked by the Centaur, Harry shouted as loudly as he could, trying to rouse Silven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his voice was swallowed by the growing storm—the wind drowned it out. Silven couldn’t hear, and even if he could, he had no time to respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Whomping Willow’s core was reacting violently—he could only do one thing: channel the unicorn’s soul into the core with all his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The process went smoothly—or too smoothly. Even easier than using a single hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he noticed something strange: the unicorn’s body vanished as he worked. Had the soul entered the core—or had the entire unicorn been absorbed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it no longer mattered. Either way, it was unprecedented in wand history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven’s heart pounded with excitement—he never imagined the unicorn would bring him such a surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As each rune ignited, the unicorn fully merged into the Whomping Willow. Silven began pressing the two split wand shafts together—once fused into a complete core, the wand would be finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this final step refused to succeed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the feedback from the Whomping Willow, Silven frowned deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Missing a core?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was going on? What had the unicorn been?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No time to think.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing a fine crack on the Whomping Willow’s shaft, Silven immediately rummaged through his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t brought anything with him—his only possible core material was two teeth, each about five inches long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The teeth of a three-headed dog. Silven had kept them, never wanting to use them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still didn’t want to use them now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he could choose, he’d rather find another unicorn, pluck a hair—though not from the same creature, at least it would be the same kind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, he had no choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Awooo!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if a beast had roared, half the creatures of the Forbidden Forest stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More Centaurs appeared around them, whispering to one another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagrid returned at once, shielding Harry behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved to grab Silven—but as he reached out, a silver-white creature slammed into him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unseen until now, three more unicorns had appeared. The one that struck Hagrid was one of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They encircled Silven, barring anyone from approaching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How strange,” murmured the Centaur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s strange?” Harry asked instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Before now, unicorns never appeared in groups,” said the Centaur, staring fixedly at the Whomping Willow branch in the center—the wizards called it a wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could clearly sense two utterly different energies clashing upon it: one, the pure magic unique to unicorns; the other, the opposite—wild, violent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this violent energy was far weaker, quickly pushed to the very end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The result: two tiny fangs sprouted from the wand’s tip, one on each side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, the already-formed shaft changed again—gaining a spiral of golden runes, identical to the unicorn’s horn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",974,"2026-06-20T04:03:11.805Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ce0188451e91d20367e3d2552142f46323ca56670ea6b7b24b1cde0336d3c17a","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-61","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-59",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-cover.jpg"]