novelhk Chapter 339 The Master of the Staff
Chapter 339 The Master of the Staff
Chapter 339 The Master of the Staff
"Good morning—oh?"
"Is this Miss Hamilton?"
As soon as Loila entered Ollivander's wand shop, she was recognized. Looking at the old man in front of her, she was quite surprised, despite wearing a mask.
"I don't recognize people by their faces, I recognize them by their wands." Ollivander smiled and pointed to the wand that Loila was holding: "Ebony body, Veela hair core."
"This is the most special wand I've ever made."
He shrugged as he spoke, "Is your wand broken?"
"No—no." Loila waved her hand, then lowered her voice and asked softly, "That—Olivendine—"
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"I want to know—is it possible—to engrave a magic circle on a wand?"
"A magic circle engraved on a wand?" Ollivander paused for a moment, then frowned. "Miss Hamilton—I haven't really thought about that before—"
"But honestly, I don't think it's very likely."
"Why—why?"
Loila couldn't wait to try out the magic circle she had created. Although her father said his magic circle was too complicated to be engraved, her own magic circle—it didn't seem too difficult.
Does that mean there's a possibility of success?
"Because—magic arrays are all very complex." Ollivander thought for a moment and replied, "Don't be surprised, Miss Hamilton."
"After your story became a trend, I also bought a newspaper to read it — but the magic circles published in it were indeed too complicated."
"It is very difficult to engrave it on the staff."
"What if—what if it's not complicated?" Loila perked up immediately after hearing that his reasoning was the same as her father's. She pursed her lips and asked, "Like this—this kind."
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Ollivander took the parchment from Loila, glanced at it, pondered for a few seconds, and then gently shook his head: "No, Miss Hamilton."
"Although it's very concise, there's still a problem."
"That means engraving such things on the wand could very well lead to bad consequences," he said, lowering his voice. "The wand itself is very important; it needs to allow spells to flow smoothly from the wand while also ensuring that they don't explode and injure the user."
"Therefore, it needs to maintain a streamlined shape—even the slightest scratch could render the wand unusable."
"And what about engravings related to magic?"
Ollivander looked at the dejected Loila and shook his head helplessly: "I'm sorry, Miss Hamilton, although I'm very interested in this—it's still a bit too difficult for me to try—"
"Hmm—" Loila pursed her lips and fell silent, beginning to ponder what Mr. Ollivander had just said.
If engravings on the wand will affect its use—affecting the release of spells—this is a problem that Dad didn't mention—then—what about inside?
Loila suddenly looked at Ollivander as if she had just thought of something: "Mr. Ollivander—then—then from the inside?"
"in?"
"It's about engraving the magic circle—into the wand," Loila said, pursing her lips. "For example—like the core or the inner side of the wand—where would that be?"
"Hmm—" Ollivander paused for a moment, then lowered his head and thought for a few seconds. As he thought, he tapped the table lightly. Under Loila's somewhat uneasy gaze, he thought for a long time, and finally his tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.
"It doesn't seem like that either—it won't work—" he muttered. "Although engraving on the core of the staff would be dangerous—perhaps the inside of the staff might be—feasible?"
"Miss Hamilton—this requires me to conduct an experiment," he said slowly. "I've never done anything like this before—it's a pity, if only my old friend were here—"
"An old friend?" Loila blinked.
"Ah—that is, Camus, Mr. Camus de Lavalo," Ollivander said with a hint of nostalgia. "He was a wand maker who was on par with me and Gregorovich."
"I even heard that he modified a wand decades ago, putting a magic circle on it," Ollivander said, shaking his head. "But he's already gone."
"Ah—I see—" Loila had no recollection of the name. It was probably a wand maker from France—her first wand came from Mr. Gregorovich, a German wand maker.
"Alright, enough of the chit-chat." Ollivander shook his head, forgetting these old stories, and steered the conversation back to business: "Your idea is very interesting—so, shall I give it a try?"
"However, this may take some time —"
"And you also need to leave the magic circle here."
"Of course—of course you can." Loila nodded gently upon hearing this. She was very happy that Mr. Ollivander was willing to try, since she really knew nothing about making wands.
As she put the parchment down, she also took out a Galon from her bosom and placed it on the table.
"Miss Hamilton, what is this—"
"Making a wand — requires materials — materials 1. — this money is — a subsidy for Ollivander."
"A subsidy?" Ollivander quickly smiled and shook her head, declining, "That's unnecessary, Miss Hamilton."
"Making such a wand is also my dream, and I am very happy that Miss Hamilton is willing to trust me for this opportunity."
Ah—maybe it's because I'm not quite sure where Mr. Grigorovich is working now.
Loila bit her lip awkwardly, then slowly reached out and took Galon back.
"But Miss Hamilton, please don't be in a hurry; it may take quite a while," Ollivander said, shrugging. "This is the first time I've ever made a wand like this—"
"Furthermore, the staff shaft and core also need careful consideration."
"It will probably take several months."
A few months?
Loila did the math; it was already mid-April—about two months until Hogwarts' summer break—meaning she should be able to get it by the summer vacation?
That feeling...it seems pretty good...
You can't be too hasty, can you?
Moreover, with his father's method, he was able to create a new magic circle within those two months.
As for what it is, Loila has already decided —
"Okay—okay." Loila nodded obediently, then carefully stepped out of the shop.
Watching her leave, Ollivander nodded slightly, then carefully examined the magic circle.
"Engraved inside the staff—Miss Hamilton is a genius—but she's also posing a difficult question for me—"