Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 353 Wand Expert
The professors' special treatment made Siron feel flattered, but fortunately, Snape helped him regain his previous feeling in Potions class not long after.

As the head of Slytherin, Snape wouldn't make an exception for Siron just because he became a champion.

On the contrary, Sirius's status as a warrior also allowed him to share some of the firepower with Harry.

"Ah, is this what a warrior is like? He can even mess up a simple Fire Condensation Potion." Snape looked at the orange-yellow potion in Siron's cauldron and gave a mocking sneer.

Under normal circumstances, the liquid in the crucible should have turned golden yellow at this point, so Xilun clearly made a mistake.

"Ten points deducted from Gryffindor," Snape said mercilessly. "Hopefully this will remind you that nine stirs after adding the lionfish bone powder is enough."

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"He must have done it on purpose!"

After class, as everyone left the underground classroom, Harry said indignantly, "Potion of Fire is a fifth-year course; we should be learning about broad-spectrum antidotes in this class."

This was a new task, and Snape asked them to prepare their own formula based on the principles of the antidote.

Simply put, it involves combining different herbs according to their properties to create a special antidote, and it must be effective.

But Snape skipped that lesson and chose the Fire Condensation Potion lesson, which was more than fifty pages later.

His reason was that he didn't want them to turn the broad-spectrum antidote into a broad-spectrum poison...

"With the amazing Longbottom around, I wouldn't be surprised if you made something really terrible."

The Amazing Longbottom was the nickname he gave Neville, much like Hermione's Know-It-All.

The reason I say this is because Neville always manages to create some unexpected surprises for him.

“He’s deliberately targeting you!” Harry continued.

"Maybe." Xiren narrowed his eyes, neither confirming nor denying.

When the topic of the Fire-Gathering Potion came up, he suddenly remembered a similar spell.

The Fire-Condensing Charm is a spell that can extinguish the heat of flames... In the Middle Ages, many witches liked to deliberately get captured, then use this spell to pretend to howl in the flames, and then suddenly rush out to scare the Muggles who were celebrating.

He remembered that he had even done related assignments.

……

Siren and the others returned to the foyer.

At some point, a special kind of badge became popular in the castle, with red cursive lettering printed on it.

Support Sir Ren Ollivander, the champion of Hogwarts!

With just a slight tap, the words will turn into fireworks, making crackling sounds.

Many people wore them, and Fred and George were covered in them from head to toe, looking from a distance like they were wearing special armor.

If someone is interested in the badge, they will take it off and sell it to that person for two sieverts.

That's right, they created these badges and made a fortune from them.

“I think you should pay me a licensing fee,” Xilun couldn’t help but say during a meal.

“You can’t say that. We’re not doing this to make money; we’re helping you gain support,” Fred said seriously.

“That’s right.” George nodded vigorously. “This year’s Triwizard Tournament is our home game. The Hogwarts Warriors can’t have fewer supporters than Durmstrang, can they?” “That’s because Krum is a famous Quidditch player,” Angelina said. “If it were just the Triwizard Tournament, he wouldn’t have nearly as many supporters.”

“Oh, who are you…” Fred jumped up and looked at Angelina in horror.

“Angelina is a staunch supporter of Krum; she would never say something like that!” George also stood up.

“That is, he doesn’t become a warrior.” Angelina glared at the two of them, annoyed.

"Give me one of the badges you're wearing too."

Fred immediately picked one and handed it to him.

“Here’s the money…” Angelina took out two silver scissors.

“No, you don’t need that.” Fred placed his hands on his chest solemnly and bowed slightly, “to show my respect to you…”

Many people were amused by their actions, including Angelina herself.

She did like Viktor Krum a lot before, and even supported the Bulgarian team during the Quidditch World Cup.

But strangely enough, ever since the Warriors announced the end of the ceremony, she seemed to have suddenly grown less fond of Krum. Yesterday, she even considered whether she should find an opportunity to pour the "life-or-death potion" into Krum's milk glass when the first project started, so that he could sleep soundly for a whole day.

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In the following days, Xiren truly experienced what it meant to be the center of attention. What he found even more unbelievable was that someone actually came to ask him for an autograph.

Then Siren signed Harry's name on Harry's backpack.

...This is also for safety's sake. After all, name magic is quite common, and there are quite a few spells involving curses. In this situation, it's always good to be on the safe side.

This continued until Friday, when, during another Potions class, less than ten minutes into the lesson, Colin Crevy pushed open the door and walked in, saying that he wanted to have Siron test the wand.

"Then hurry on, our hero," Snape said, drawing out his words. "I hope you don't make a fool of yourself."

“No, Professor Snape,” Siron said.

Snape didn't say anything more, only let out a cold laugh that was hard to understand, and turned his head away from him.

Then, Celen and Colin Crevy left the underground classroom and went to a smaller classroom in the lobby.

Fleur and Krum had already arrived, and a portly man was taking pictures of them with a large, slightly smoking camera. A witch with long, wavy blonde hair stood nearby.

"Oh, he's here, the champion of Hogwarts." Upon seeing Siren, the man became exceptionally excited, immediately abandoning Krum and running over to pat Siren on the back.

Perhaps in his eyes, Hogwarts belonged to his own people, while Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were outsiders.

"Come in, Siron." Dumbledore was also in the room, waving to Siron at the door. "Don't worry, we just need to make sure your wand is fully functional and in good working order before the match begins."

"Although in my opinion you don't need to do this step at all, the other judges think it's better to have you come."

“Just in case, Dumbledore,” Barty Crouch said, “and also to avoid any unnecessary possibilities later on.”

“Of course, I completely agree with you, Barty,” Dumbledore said with a smile, winking at Sirius. “Well then, come in, the experts are already waiting for you in another room.”

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(End of this chapter)