[{"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-66":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},2292318,4482,"Chapter 66: The Unicorn","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-66",66,"\u003Cp>What’s going on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven stood there bewildered, not understanding what had just happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore wasn’t using the Elder Wand—and strictly speaking, it wasn’t even a proper wand at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Ollivander, what’s wrong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore’s voice brought Silven back to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry…” Silven said, glancing at Dumbledore again, unable to hold back: “Professor, your wand…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, I knew you’d notice,” Dumbledore said without turning around. “Yes, it broke—nearly snapped in two during a battle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore stepped through the flames. Just as Silven prepared to follow as before, the parted flames closed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems my magic has grown rusty. My apologies, Mr. Ollivander—could you wait here a moment?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Dumbledore pushed open the door behind the flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven tugged at his mouth…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you didn’t want me to see the final chamber, just say so. “My magic is rusty”? You think I’m a goblin you can fool?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So it’s Voldemort. Who cares? I came along this time only to see if I could finally live up to the boast I made earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one where I told the unicorn I’d find a chance for it to exact revenge itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’d planned to have Harry do it for me, but then Fluffy went berserk and ruined everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Dumbledore won’t even let me watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can’t be helped—I did my best,” Silven murmured to the silver mane in his hand. “You’ll have to wait. There might be another chance later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver mane gave no response, so Silven took that as agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, though barred outside, when Dumbledore opened the door, Silven caught a fleeting glimpse of what lay within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry seemed unconscious, yet still clutched tightly to Quirrell’s arm…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Probably Quirrell—because Silven couldn’t possibly link the grotesque creature before him—two faces, one arm, half its body like stone—to the timid Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quirrell screamed, his face twisted as if enduring unspeakable agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, his entire body withered and faded, crumbling like sand beneath a blazing sun into a pile of ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the door slammed shut completely, not a sound left behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bored, Silven wandered around the cramped space, picking up a small bottle on the floor and shaking it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This must be the potion that passes through the black flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven shook it… Tsk. Harry drank it all clean—now he couldn’t even sneak in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly with nothing to do, Silven walked over to the long table and studied the five potions there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There had been seven originally, but Harry drank the one to pass through the black flames, and Hermione took the one to return through the purple flames—only five remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Based on the gaps, Silven reconstructed the positions of the missing two potions, and with the clues beside them, quickly deduced what each bottle contained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second from the left and the second from the right were nettle wine—cheap junk, ignore them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest? Poison. Take them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Came all this way—can’t leave empty-handed. After all, these are Snape’s poisons. Might come in handy someday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only problem: are they even real poison? Snape and Dumbledore are allies—he knew Harry would come here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if Harry misread the clues and drank the wrong one…?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it were just about docking points or detention, Snape would’ve had no hesitation—but he’d never kill Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe all five are nettle wine, and three of them were just made to look like poison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, even if that were true, Silven took the potions. After all, they were Snape’s work, shaped like poison—sell them in Knockturn Alley and they’d fetch a good price.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Silven shoved the bottles into his robe pockets, his wand trembled violently again, and a chilling breath swept over him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven snapped his head up—the black flames tore open without warning, and a wraith-like mist surged out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stranger still, within the mist was a horrifying face, flying while screaming curses at Dumbledore and Harry Potter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon seeing that face, the wand shook even harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven knew clearly—it was the unicorn urging him on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine. Earlier there was no chance—but now that one’s here, he wouldn’t break his word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But whether it works? That’s up to you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, he raised his wand and aimed it at the oncoming mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Silver Mane, Star Fall!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Silven even finished the incantation, a blue glow blazed from the wand’s tip—a unicorn formed of smoke leapt into the air, its horn gleaming with icy light, and slammed full-force into the black mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven realized Voldemort in ghost form could scream so horribly—and he hadn’t expected the unicorn’s spirit could inflict real harm on Voldemort in this state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort’s screams were proof enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You—who are you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Filled with endless hatred, Voldemort snarled at Silven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven’s response was simple: he turned his head away, hiding his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please—he was Voldemort. He was not insane enough to draw his attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it wouldn’t work, what if Dumbledore was nearby? Voldemort wouldn’t dare linger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And given Voldemort’s arrogance, he’d likely never noticed this insignificant nobody before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Silven expected, though Voldemort longed to cast twenty Avada Kedavras on him, he dared not stop or waste time identifying Silven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides Dumbledore’s threat, the unicorn hadn’t ceased its attack—it spun around and charged again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under this dual threat, Voldemort could do nothing, dared nothing—only fled blindly outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The unicorn chased a short distance, but Voldemort ran faster this time, vanishing into thin air in the blink of an eye. With no target left, the unicorn could only return reluctantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silven noticed something hanging from its horn—gray and cloudlike, radiating a familiar chill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could examine it closely, Dumbledore emerged, sighed in relief upon seeing Silven unharmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor…” Silven spoke up. “Something strange just ran out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you for the warning, Mr. Ollivander. Most important is that you’re safe. Could you take Mr. Potter to the hospital wing? I must attend to more urgent matters.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",990,"2026-06-20T04:03:11.805Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c5ff56c9c5dc44a5b08f12756606f786ad9d3dacc5a55513aa21b15af8f11857","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-67","hogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-chapter-65",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-don-t-call-me-a-wandmaker-cover.jpg"]