Two Worlds: I studied abroad at Hogwarts

Chapter 34 Return to Hogwarts
Ever since he saw the giant snake guarding the Yamanashi tree, Moon was certain that magical animals also existed in this world.

If you calculate it this way, the first person who told him the story of magical beasts was not his professor or classmate at Hogwarts.

It was his only friend in Xilin: Brad Foster from the Abbey.

As the oldest horse herder family in Xilin and even in Liuyun City, the Foster family is familiar with everything related to horses.

Because Brad's grandfather and father were responsible for herding cattle for the Baron of Xilin before the establishment of the Federation.

After the establishment of the Federation, they were afraid of being liquidated, so their entire family joined the monastery and became servants who raised horses for the monks.

As for Moon and Brad, they met because a horse ate lettuce grown on the farm. The two fought each other and later gradually became good friends.

When he was a child, Brad would often tell Moon about some strange things that happened to their ancestors when they raised horses. His favorite story was about a mysterious herd of wild horses at the foot of Snow Eagle Mountain.

The core material of the wand that Moon envisioned came from this legendary herd of wild horses, but of course they had to be magical animals.

But this time there was not enough time. It took six days to find the willow branch and bring it back.

After the tiring journey back and forth, Moon slept for another full day after returning to the cabin.

I have to return to Hogwarts tonight, so I have to wait seven days to find Brad.

Returning to the warm and familiar bed, listening to the gentle breathing sounds coming from his ears, Moon gradually fell asleep again.

Accompanied by the chirping of birds, Moon got up early and went to the greenhouse outside the castle.

Before returning to Xilin, of the three plants planted by Moon, only the holly tree had not changed, so he came early in the morning to observe the results.

Cedric was still fast asleep on the bench in the greenhouse, while Bowtruckle had climbed up the holly tree.

Perhaps his sweet dream was disturbed by the sound of footsteps. Seeing Moon picking up the Bowtruckle, Cedric rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked over.

"It's a pity you didn't see it last night. The holly has changed, too. It's not as good as the willows and the grapevines, but it's still a great sight."

Cedric's words did not make Moon feel sorry.

In his opinion, it is enough to learn how to identify magical trees.

"It's okay. I've got what I wanted now. By the way, Cedric, don't you want to go back and rest for a while?"

Looking at the other person's slightly haggard face, Moon kindly reminded him.

"I'm going back to catch up on some sleep. I'll leave this place to you. And you have to deal with those grapes as soon as possible."

Cedric walked towards the castle after he finished speaking, while Moon turned to look at the grapes in the greenhouse.

As a successful harvest of planting saplings, the grapevines grew five bunches of grapes after absorbing the growth potion for the first time, and the number increased each time.

Last night, there were more than twenty bunches of grapes. Moon and Cedric relied on these grapes to pass the time in the evening.

Picking up a basket and filling it up, Moon locked the greenhouse door and walked out of the castle.

He planned to send a basket to Hagrid and escort the Bowtruckle back after it completed its mission.

When Moon returned from Hagrid's hut, he had a few more branches in his hand, which he picked up from the edge of the Forbidden Forest to practice with.

Because there are not many woods with magical properties, he plans to try it with ordinary woods first.

I returned to the dormitory with ordinary branches cut into fifteen-inch pieces and the remaining grapes, and my roommates had just woken up one after another.

"Good morning, Moon. By the way, how are your saplings growing?"

Harry woke up and greeted the busy Moon.

"It was a great success, but I think you missed a great show."

As soon as Moon finished speaking, Ron, who was sleeping in the bed, jumped up with a start. "Wow! There are grapes to eat!" Ron got out of bed barefoot, picked up a grape and put it in his mouth.

"Moon, you really managed to grow the sapling. Wasn't it just a week ago?"

Moon didn't tell anyone about the plant growth potion, and Cedric was probably the only student who knew about it.

But everyone should have known about it in the herbal medicine class this afternoon. After all, three big trees suddenly appeared outside the greenhouse, and the vines covered the glass of the greenhouse. This definitely could not be concealed.

"Yes, it was a week, but there were some minor magical changes in the middle."

Moon said as he picked out a cut ordinary holly branch, which he planned to use for practice today.

"Are you really planning to make a wand?" Ron asked in disbelief as he took a sip of grape while watching Moon's actions.

In his opinion, Moon planted three saplings just out of interest, or he also wanted to join Professor Sprout's club.

Anyway, no matter what aspect, Ron never thought that Moon wanted to actually make a wand.

Not to mention that making a wand requires some professional magic skills, the complex production process alone is not something that a first-year student can master.

"of course."

Moon shook the small wooden stick in his hand lightly, then picked up the sleeping Bengbeng and prepared to take it to wash up first.

"I don't think this can be done." Simo also got up from the bed and joined the group eating grapes.

"Of course not. That's a magic wand. I doubt even the professors can make it." Ron said firmly.

In his opinion, there was no hope that Moon could create a wand, just as there was no hope that Harry could beat him at wizard chess.

"Maybe it will work. We should always give it a try, right?"

Harry has always had a mysterious confidence in Moon, a feeling of trust that had been established since they met in the zoo.

"I think Moon can do it!" This is what Neville said, but no one responded to him.

After putting the washed Bengbeng back into the tree house, Moon started the first step of making a magic wand in the common room while there was still time.

First use a knife to cut the wooden stick into the shape of a wand, then take out a piece of sandpaper to polish it.

Fortunately, Moon's wood carving toolbox is quite complete, otherwise he would have to buy another set of these tools.

After gathering the sawdust and dumping it into the fireplace, Hermione walked out of the dormitory before she had even finished polishing the prototype of her wand.

"I guessed long ago that you weren't reading that book to improve your understanding with the wand."

Looking at the prototype of the wand in Moon's hand, Hermione's expression was as proud as if she had discovered a deeply hidden secret.

"Don't get me wrong, I just feel the need to put what I've learned into practice."

Moon said as he pushed over a stack of books and a basket of grapes.

"Also, thank you for the Oxford Reading Tree. As for the grapes, they are for you to enjoy."

Moon didn't care whether Hermione's guess was correct or not. He couldn't hide what he was going to do next anyway.

Although he decided to make a magic wand, Moon did not neglect his studies.

He still listened attentively in History of Magic class, even though Professor Binns's lectures were very boring. He was diligently writing down the deeds of ancient wizards.

But Moon hoped that the next herbal medicine class would come soon.

Because he wanted to ask Professor Sprout what was going on with that magical big willow tree.

　Seeking follow-up reading, monthly tickets, and recommendation tickets from the little wizard
　　
　
(End of this chapter)