Hogwarts: Don't call me the Staff Maker

Chapter 27 The Spells Lesson Before Halloween

In the days that followed, news of Harry's official joining of the Gryffindor Quidditch team spread like wildfire throughout Hogwarts.

Besides being the savior, he has another identity... the youngest Seeker at Hogwarts.

On Friday afternoon, Oliver Wood led him through his first practice session.

The training results were kept secret, but that night, a party that lasted until the early hours of the morning took place in the Gryffindor common room.

As a member of Gryffindor, Siron naturally participated as well, and he even took the time to watch a Gryffindor practice match, while also stuffing a broken broom into the back of the broomstick room.

It's not exactly broken; it's just that the broom handle was replaced. It doesn't affect normal flight... well, I guess.

Using the century-old fir wood that had been replaced and the only remaining strand of Professor McGonagall's hair, Celen quickly created a second wand.

[Fir wood, wizard's hair, thirteen inches]

[Status: Perfect]

【Trait: Polymorph +17 (55)%】

Just as Siron had expected, the wand no longer had the [Disguise] ability, but in return, the base bonus and maximum value of the Transfiguration spell were increased.

It's hard to say which is better, since once this kind of bonus reaches a certain level, it's difficult to increase it further. 55% is the highest I've seen in Xilun.

He tried waving it, turning the ink bottle on the table into a beautiful teapot.

It feels as easy as turning a match into a needle, but a teapot is much more complex than a needle, and some even have intricate patterns and designs on them.

"It feels pretty good."

Celen decided to give it to Professor McGonagall as a Christmas present.

The price of the wand itself, plus the cost of a custom-made one, might even get you a nice thank-you gift.

Of course, he wasn't looking for a return gift; wasn't this just a perfect opportunity?

Siren pulled a piece of gold cardboard from his suitcase, folded it into a long, narrow box, lined it with a piece of black velvet cloth, and placed the wand on top.

This is a handmade, ancient-style wand case. Although it only costs two knaps to make, it's expensive on the market. You'd have to pay five shicos to buy it in a store.

It's all from the heart.

After doing all this, Xilun focused on preparing his plan.

On Halloween Eve, the castle was filled with a festive atmosphere, and even the most secluded corridors were filled with the sweet and tempting aroma of roasted pumpkin.

The first period in the morning was Charms class. Classes before a grand banquet are usually the most difficult, but Professor Flitwick seemed to know this as well.

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To pique the students' interest, he finally refrained from teaching those boring, commonly used spells in this lesson and instead chose the levitation spell that most of them had been eagerly anticipating.

In particular, Professor Flitwick's act of wielding his wand and making Neville's toad fly around the classroom almost completely satisfied the Muggle freshmen's imagination of wizards, naturally making them highly motivated to learn.

However, despite the motivation, the Levitation Spell is much more difficult than commonly used magic. The difference is roughly equivalent to going from addition and subtraction within ten to multiplication and division of two-digit numbers.

After Professor Flitwick repeated the incantation and wrist movements several times, he divided the class into pairs to begin training.

Because of the seating arrangement, Harry was paired with Seamus, while Ron, who was next to him, had to team up with Neville. He didn't seem very happy, and even a little scared, as if Neville might make his head fly off the plane.

Next up is Sheren, and he had no choice. He was the second to last in this row, with Hermione being the last.

To be honest, Siron was a little hesitant. In his memory, Ron and Hermione's argument in Charms class was a key premise for the formation of the trio. Now that Ron's teammate has become Neville, it's hard to say whether the Savior can still find his true "brain".

"Silen, what are you thinking about?"

Hermione's voice brought Celen back to his senses.

"Oh, it's nothing," he said casually, not dwelling on it any further.

Never mind, we have Dumbledore.

Thinking of this, Xiren casually took out his wand, flicked his wrist, and with a swift motion... "Yugadimur Leviosa!"

Compared to the flawed levitation spell performed on the train, this time the incantation and movements were much more precise.

The feather in front of me also rose smoothly and hovered five feet above my head.

"Oh, well done!" Professor Flitwick clapped his hands and shouted, "Look everyone, Mr. Ollivander has succeeded! Gryffindor gets two points!"

Hermione's expression wasn't good. She also knew the Levitation Charm, but she was a step slower than Siren, otherwise those two points would have been awarded to her.

But it doesn't matter, they're all Gryffindor anyway.

Hermione quickly forgot about it, because she had a new problem.

Both of them in the same group learned the Levitation Charm, but the Charms class had only been going on for ten minutes, and figuring out how to fill the remaining time became the primary problem.

Hermione decides to lend a hand to the others.

Her first target naturally fell to Neville.

He was too nervous when he waved his hand just now, and used too much force, almost hitting Ron in the face with his wand.

Now they are at least three people apart, making it impossible for them to practice together.

"Keep your wrists light, don't use so much force, this isn't hammering nails... Make sure the pauses are clear, it's Yu Jia—Dim, the middle part should be long and clear..."

Hermione taught Neville for half a lesson, which made her very anxious, but Neville didn't make any progress at all, and the feather in front of him didn't budge.

"I told you long ago, the key is that his wand is wrong; the pronunciation and movements are minor issues..."

"Since you're so capable, then you try it." Hermione turned her head away in annoyance.

"Alright, seven Galleons." Siren held out a hand. "I can't guarantee the effect will be immediate, but it will definitely be better than it is now."

"You're still trying to sell wands at a time like this?" Hermione said, her eyes wide.

Neville... kept his head down, pretending not to see.

In fact, he never wanted to change his wand, and if he had such thoughts, he wouldn't have waited until today.

Mrs. Longbottom is perhaps the one who most wants Neville to inherit Frank Longbottom's wand, but if Neville insists on buying a new one, she will likely compromise.

After all, although the Longbottom family had fallen on hard times, they weren't so poor that they couldn't even afford a new wand.

Xilun smiled but didn't say anything.

This matter has little to do with him. Considering they were roommates, he has already reminded him twice, which is more than enough. Besides, saying it too much would annoy him.

Ultimately, it depends on Neville's own decision; otherwise, even if he gave him a wand for free, Neville wouldn't use it.

Of course, this is just one possibility; the reality is that he certainly wouldn't give it away for free.

Seven Galleons was already a losing proposition for him; he didn't even receive subsidies from the Ministry of Magic. It would be too much to ask for them to be given away for free.

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