Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 70 Overload
After getting rid of the Weasley brothers, Ciarán continued to walk outside.

At the door, he also met Snape. The professor seemed to be waiting for someone here.

It might be Harry. After all, Hogwarts is on vacation. After today, I will have to wait two months to see him again.

Because he was thinking about other things, Xiren didn't notice that Snape's eyes were on him when he walked past.

He even ignored Harry who was hurrying up from behind.

Snape's mouth moved, just as he was about to say something.

"Severus, I've been looking for you." Dumbledore came over from the other side. "I want to visit some old friends during the holidays. Can you join me?"

"Anyone can do this, why do you have to find me?" Snape narrowed his eyes.

"You must know what happened last night." He suddenly lowered his voice and grabbed his wrist tightly. "I would never mistake that face, but you clearly said that he had escaped from the basement!"

"Severus, I swear I am not lying," said Dumbledore.

"I believe it, of course I believe it..." Snape's eyes kept changing, "But Ollivander has also been to the dungeon. Maybe he knows something that we don't know!"

"He did not go into the last room," Dumbledore said after a moment's silence.

"But……"

"Severus, we can't just speculate and assume that what happened that day was related to Xi Lun." Dumbledore interrupted him.

The next second, Harry just walked to the door and looked curiously at the two people guarding the door.

It is really eye-opening that the headmaster of Hogwarts actually sends students off personally.

Harry smiled at Dumbledore, "Goodbye, sir."

"Goodbye, Harry." Dumbledore also smiled.

"Well, Severus, I think the most important thing right now is to find a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." He turned and said, "Will you help me?"

"Of course, Headmaster, don't you think it would be easier to find a new Potions professor?" Snape said expressionlessly.

"I think I would be hard pressed to find a better Potions professor than you," said Dumbledore.

"Really? I hope you're right." Snape sneered, turned around and walked back to the castle.

……

The return train was busier than the one coming, especially for the new students from Muggle families.

After living in Hogwarts for nearly a year, most of the freshmen are no longer as hesitant and nervous as when they first arrived. They truly understand and accept the so-called magic.

They are now looking forward to the train arriving so they can tell their families about the magical experiences they have had during this school year.

The only thing that made people less happy was probably the notice before the holiday - warning them that they were not allowed to use magic during the holiday.

What’s the difference between this and not being allowed to wear swimsuits at the beach!
Some people strongly opposed this rule, but it was useless. The reason why the notice was issued was because the Ministry of Magic had no intention of seeking students' opinions.

It's clearly written above: anyone who dares to use magic will be expelled.

The first graders could only accept the notice with curses. The students in the second grade and above had already known about this, and although they didn't like it, they accepted it calmly.

The Hogwarts Express passed through Muggle towns one after another, and people gathered in groups of three or four to discuss their holiday plans.

Perhaps because they all had friends they knew, the carriages were not as crowded as when they first arrived. Xi Lun even found an empty carriage and sat in it alone.

It’s not that he has no friends to chat with. Xilun actually has quite a few friends, but he’s just not in the mood right now.

The train passed through another forest.

At this moment, someone knocked on the carriage door and Neville walked in from outside. Xi Lun looked up at him and
"Actually, I saw it all." Neville said suddenly, then suddenly realized something and quickly turned around to close the carriage door.

"What?" Xiren looked at him.

"Unicorn." Neville walked over and sat down next to Xi Lun. "I couldn't sleep last night, and I saw it running out of your dormitory window. And, there was another one..."

As if he thought of some terrible scene, Neville became nervous again, his face turned pale, and his teeth chattered non-stop.

"Don't force yourself, that thing is really not very good." Neville's words also evoked Xiren's memories, and his thoughts involuntarily returned to last night.

Xi Lun never imagined that there was a "resident" in the fragment.

Voldemort may have wanted to hide himself and lower Siren's defenses, but he obviously didn't expect what Siren's true intentions were.

So when Xi Lun tried to roll the fragments into a wand core and embed it into the dragon blood wood, he inevitably forced Voldemort's consciousness out... and then the scene last night appeared.

The unicorn fought Voldemort, and half of the castle's windows were damaged.

As for the result... since he could still take the return train, there was no need to say more.

Unicorns are naturally resistant to all dark magic, and Voldemort's soul fragment is not even as big as the Golden Snitch, so he is definitely no match.

It’s really scary to think about it. Soul fragments with consciousness, isn’t this the prototype of a Horcrux?

But doesn't that thing rely on killing to split the soul?

Xi Lun couldn't understand.

But speaking of this, could it be said that he had accidentally discovered a way to destroy Horcruxes?
The unicorn in the soul state not only perfectly inherited its own talent to restrain all dark magic, but also made up for the shortcoming of not being able to attack the soul. This is completely aimed at Voldemort.

Could it be that because Voldemort drank the unicorn's blood, the curse took effect immediately?
Xi Lun turned his head to look out the window, and he was thankful for the umpteenth time that he had reacted quickly enough and summoned the unicorn immediately after seeing that familiar face.

It’s a pity that his dragon blood wood was directly blown into pieces.

As Xi Lun was thinking this, he didn't notice that Neville, who was trying to persuade him not to blow up the dormitory again, became discouraged again. He stood up with his head hung and prepared to go back to his own carriage.

"By the way, there's something in your hat." Neville, who had just walked out, suddenly said.

Xi Lun turned his head and didn't see it, but he didn't care.

He bought this hat from the Weasley brothers. He rarely wore it and it was always hanging behind his school robes.

"It must have fallen in last night." Neville took the initiative to walk over and took out two pieces of wood as long as fingers from the hat behind Xiren's robe.

"That's it...it's pretty nice."

How can dragon blood wood not look good?

After seeing the shattered dragon blood wood again, Xilun's heart began to bleed again, and he subconsciously reached out to take it.

However, just as Xilun's fingers touched the two pieces of broken wood, the magic symbol on his wrist, which only appeared when making the wand core, suddenly lit up without warning.

As if completing a most important step, the two pieces of wood quickly came together and became a complete...magic wand.

[Dragon Blood Wood (Snake Wood), Dark Wanderer, 2 1/2 inches]

[Status: Disorder, Critical]

[Features: Unique: Automatically triggers the Killing Curse after contact with magic power;
Overload: Instantly burns the wand core, drawing all the magic power to strengthen the Killing Spell. The excess magic power will be transferred to the next target.

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西伦
(End of this chapter)