Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 211 Sirius's Wand

It took Sirius a whole day to gradually accept the fact that Sirius had returned to Diagon Alley with him.

After all, Sirius is already here, so we can't just kick him out again... The main thing is that the people of Xilun are nice and don't want to see Sirius really become a stray dog, which has nothing to do with the accommodation fee he promised.

"To be honest, I was quite startled when I first saw you..."

The next morning, Sirius took a big bite of his sandwich, which was the first time he had eaten a normal breakfast, instead of something like raw rabbit or live fish.

Sirius Black stuffed a sandwich into his mouth in just three bites, then gulped down a big mouthful of pumpkin juice before saying, "You're only in third grade, and you've already learned Animagus."

"Even James only learned it when he was sixteen."

“No, you’ve misunderstood.” Xiren shook his head. “I learned Animagus before the third grade even officially started, so to be precise, I learned it in the second grade.”

Sirius's lips twitched, and he couldn't even finish his sandwich.

"Do you have any tips?" he couldn't help but ask. "I feel like we've done our best, but it still took us two whole years to succeed."

“I guess so,” Siron said. “I contacted Professor McGonagall, and she provided me with detailed books on Transfiguration, arranged in order. I just need to read them one by one according to her list, which saves a lot of time.”

"In addition, ever since I started using mandrake leaves, she has been helping me find papers on Animagus, which has helped me accumulate a lot of experience."

Sirius listened with envy.

When he and James were learning about Animagus, they never told Professor McGonagall, and they even borrowed books secretly, for fear of being discovered.

Looking back now, it's likely that much of the book they read back then contained useless information.

"And this wand has also helped me a lot."

"What?" Sirius looked up at the wand in Sirius's hand.

"Isn't this just an ordinary magic wand?"

“Yes, but no,” Celen said. “The core of this wand is Professor McGonagall’s hair, which increases the success rate of Animagus transformations.”

Sirius suddenly fell silent.

"Is joking around popular at Christmas now?" He smirked. "But your joke is pretty bad. It's obviously fake. A wand is a wand. How could it possibly increase the success rate of Animagus transformation?"

“I’m not going to joke about wands, Sirius,” Sirius said. “Every wand is different, just like wizards. Some are passionate about fighting, some are inclined towards polymorphing… and some prefer dark magic.”

"Such as this..."

With a thought, Sirius summoned a book that appeared in front of him in an instant.

“You should still remember me, right?” Xilun asked.

Sirius looked at the book floating in mid-air.

He remembered it vividly; back on the eighth floor of Hogwarts, he had been tormented by this book that could cast spells.

“This is also a magic wand,” Siron said.

"Impossible!" Sirius exclaimed. "This must be some kind of special magical item... I'm Black, I've seen all sorts of magical items, you can't fool me!"

“Is that so?” Xiren said with a smile. “Believe me, you won’t say that for long.”

Sirius Black curled his lip, clearly not taking Sirius's words seriously.

“Oh, right, you also said you’d sell me a wand,” he said. “Now it’s the Christmas holidays, and I haven’t contacted that coward at all.”

"Ok."

That was indeed what Sirench had said, so he decided to keep his promise and took a light brown wand from the shapeshifting lizard skin pouch.

"I bet you'll choose this one, the core of which is Harry's hair."

Sirius's eyes widened, staring intently at the magic wand.

He reached out his hand, then quickly withdrew it, rubbed it vigorously on his clothes, and then tremblingly accepted the magic wand.

“Give it a try,” Sirius said expectantly, “if you haven’t forgotten how to use a wand.” “I certainly haven’t forgotten,” Sirius said, waving his wand excitedly.

"boom!"

In an instant, sparks flew from the tip of the wand. The entire wand began to tremble violently.

It only gradually calmed down after Sirius took the wand from Sirius's hand.

"What happened?" Sirius asked, bewildered.

“It’s resisting you,” Celen said. “And I’ve never seen such fierce resistance. If I had taken the wand from your hand any later, it might have exploded by now.”

"How...how could this be..."

“I think I know.” Siren held the wand, examining it from all angles. “Because the core of this wand is Harry’s hair, and he hates you the most right now, so that emotion is reflected in the core.”

"But it's just a magic wand, how could it know who I am?"

“That’s just your opinion,” Siron said. “Actually, when Harry resented you, some kind of magical reaction already occurred between you, like Voldemort’s name spell…”

"You should be familiar with this. He can sense it as soon as someone mentions the name Voldemort."

"I remember it vividly." Sirius's body shuddered instinctively, but he quickly returned to normal.

“That’s pretty much it,” Siron said. “The wizard can’t detect this magical reaction, but the wand can, which is why it resists you so much.”

"Try this one instead." Xiren took out another wand and handed it to him.

"Black walnut wood, boggart core, twelve inches long, perfect for casting polymorph spells."

"and many more……"

Sirius was still feeling down, but after hearing Sirius's words, he immediately raised his head.

"What did you just say its core was?"

“Boggart,” Siren said, “don’t you know this magical creature?”

“Of course I know,” Sirius Black said, his eyes wide. “That’s why I’m asking. How could something like a Boggart be made into a wand?”

“Then you don’t need to worry about it,” Siron said, casually shoving the wand into his hand.

"Hurry up, try it. If it doesn't work, we can get another one. I have plenty of wands here."

Sirius instinctively waved his hand.

This time it was much normal, with a pure white halo emanating from the tip of the staff.

“I was right after all,” Xilun nodded.

Sirius Black's ability to learn Animagus at the age of sixteen proves that he has a high talent for Transfiguration, which is a perfect match for this Boggart wand.

This is true.

“Then, seventy Galleons,” Siron said. “Don’t think it’s expensive; this wand wasn’t easy to make, so this price is quite reasonable.”

"It's really not expensive." Sirius waved his wand again, enjoying that familiar feeling.

“I will pay you,” he said. “I’m going out for a bit; I also need to prepare a Christmas present for Harry.”

“I think you’re too conspicuous right now,” Celen said. “You’ll have to make some appropriate changes if you want to get out.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll only go out in my Animagus form,” Sirius said. “This is Diagon Alley, the place with the most wizards. I’m not going to cause trouble for myself.”

“You’ve misunderstood. I was actually talking about your Animagus.” Xiren smiled and took out a bottle.

There was also a line of beautiful cursive text on the bottle: "Color-changing spray."

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(End of this chapter)