Chapter 423 Twin Wands
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 423 Twin Wands
The full moon was like a huge silver disk covering the entire sky, occupying Fudge Dumbledore's entire line of sight.
A blood-colored dot appeared in the middle of this thing, and it was gradually expanding into a red circular spot, and there was a black circle in the middle of the spot, which made the whole full moon look like a strange eyeball.
Silver-yellow eye whites, blood-colored lenses, pitch-black pupils...
The 'eyeballs' stretched across the sky, pressing down little by little, so eerie that it made people breathless, and the chills began to unstoppable from the bottom of my heart.
What's more, when they looked up, they could still find the blood and black churning and surging in the full moon...
(Although it looks like a crater on an ordinary moon, if you look closely, you will feel that this thing is alive... It is wriggling, staring at you, and staring at you...)
Fu Guitar didn't even dare to look directly at this thing.
For some reason, as long as he saw this weird moon, he became extremely depressed, and Fudge's magic power stagnated...unable to drive it, and he couldn't even raise his wand to defend himself.
This made them panic even more.
Professor McGonagall asked anxiously,
"Albus, what the hell is this?"
"That wand... this little wizard... and this thing on it..." Fudge didn't know how to describe what he saw today, he just felt like he was dreaming, absurd and speechless.
After the voice fell, Dumbledore began to struggle, and slowly raised his wand full of knots, sending out a bright light towards the sky.
Then there was a crisp sound of glass breaking.
The full moon above...the extremely weird blood-colored eyes...began to break into pieces, peel off little by little, and disappeared in mid-air in an instant.
Everyone can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Fudge asked the question again, and Crouch was also sullenly wanting to listen to Dumbledore's answer.
Even the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Magic who only want to fight for power and profit can see that it was an extremely abnormal scene before—the feeling of oppressing magic power is absolutely abnormal!
Dumbledore came to the side of McGuffin Albert. He stared at the little wizard who had just stopped with interest, then lowered his head and said to several people, "That's the flashback curse!"
"--impossible!"
Almost all the people in front of them stared at Dumbledore, the old bee, without saying a word, with the look of 'you are lying to a fool'.
Dumbledore went on to explain, "Have you heard about the twin wands?"
Fudge answered with some uncertainty, "Is it a wand made of the same magical material as the core?"
"I've heard of this kind of thing. It is said that before the Middle Ages, when some wand makers made wands for the old wizarding families, each wand used the same material as the core to make two wands...in order to prevent the situation of the master of the wizarding family's wand being accidentally broken."
"It was only later discovered that when an accident happened, the nature of the wizard's magical power would gradually change along with his life experiences and ideas, and the twin wands made in the past could not adapt to the changed wizard at all..." Fudge recalled.
"And each wand will have different properties, and wands made of even the most similar materials will be very different."
"Is there anyone still making this kind of wand without much effort? Besides, Mr. Ollivander has declined the method of making this kind of wand since 13 years ago, and he even went to the [Ministry of Magic's Regular Magic Items Office] to make a special proposal..."
Crouch added, "Well, I've heard it said too... Indeed, the mutual triggering of twin wands made of the same core can have a weird effect...especially if the wand owner insists that the two wands fight each other...There is a very rare phenomenon where one wand wave forces the other to repeat the spell it has cast-in reverse order. The most recent spell will undoubtedly appear first...some kind of flashback to the previous spell..."
"But can this be called [Flashback Curse]?"
As soon as he changed the subject, he immediately pointed to the sky and questioned Dumbledore about the scene just now.
"Besides, we all know exactly what spell was cast by that monster-like little wizard just now. It's not what you said at all... Albus!"
"What's more, what proof do you have?"
He questioned Professor Dumbledore exactly.
Professor McGonagall and the others looked at the old bee suspiciously, especially Snape, who always felt that the old fox had been hiding what he was doing since before.
"This is indeed the effect of the twin wands!"
"It's just that this kind of reflection playback will appear in a certain type of wand and in a certain situation... It shows the essence of magic in a way that even our wizards can't feel..."
Snape looked at Dumbledore, and saw something deeply thoughtful on his face.
He murmured, "Thestral tail feathers."
"what?"
Taking a deep breath, Dumbledore said, "It's the Thestral tail feather wand. The little wizard's wand has the same core as the wand in my hand... To be honest, they are taken from the same Thestral, and it can even be said to be the ancestor of all Thestrals, or the legendary monster that straddles the two worlds of life and death... possesses profound magic power... and is called 'Nightmare' by us."
"That's impossible! That's just an absurd magical legend!"
Fudge and Crouch repeatedly shook their heads in denial.
"No," said Dumbledore, deliberately lowering his voice. "Three years ago, at the beginning of term, Mr. Ollivander wrote to tell me that two twin wands had been bought. Severus can testify to that!"
"Even if it is..." Fudge wanted to retort impatiently, but was interrupted by Crouch.
"Wait! You said two? Who else? Let's verify what you said is true, won't that be the case?" Sure enough, Crouch noticed what he just said, and he stared into Dumbledore's eyes and asked.
"It's the wands of Voldemort and Harry Potter..."
Dumbledore spoke slowly, the name made Fudge who was chattering in front of him speechless.
"That's impossible!" He jumped three feet high and shouted.
"It's true, and the cores of both of their wands are taken from the tail feathers of the same phoenix, that is..."
Dumbledore beckoned to the sky, a flame suddenly burst out in the air, and the phoenix suddenly appeared and landed on his arm with Xianle.
Dumbledore whispered to Phoenix, watching her flap her wings and fly to the side of the little wizard who fell from the sky and passed out, leaving behind big drops of crystal clear tears.
It dripped onto McGuffin's forehead, where there were still some... black scales that hadn't completely faded away.
One drop, two drops... These tears are like a scalding hot stream, causing the cold scales to hiss and quickly disappear into black steam.
McGuffin's pale face quickly returned to color, and the strange black scales on his body disappeared, only his bald head was still proving the horrible incident that just happened.
Even Fudge and the others cheered up after hearing this burst of fairy music, instead of feeling chills and palpitations about the name Dumbledore said earlier.
Dumbledore nodded his head satisfied with the phoenix, put her on his shoulder, then pointed to the big golden-red bird quietly combing its tail feathers and said, "To be honest, the core of Harry's wand is the tail feather of this phoenix."
"You still need to keep this a secret! Fudge, Crouch...you should understand the consequences of this matter getting out, right?"
"You don't need to say that!"
Both Fudge and Crouch were a little distraught. It was obvious that the two of them were thinking completely differently from what Dumbledore said. They immediately thought that this special connection between Harry and the Dark Lord was enough to add drama to what happened tonight.
And once people know it, the Ministry of Magic will be reduced to a kind of clown-like joke.
This is completely intolerable for two power-hungry political creatures.
Even if Dumbledore didn't say it, they would keep this secret forever.
The two wanted to cast an amnestic spell on everyone present here.
Fortunately, that damned female reporter couldn't resist the previous 'lightning storm' incident, so she hid directly at the oak gate of the castle, otherwise it would be difficult to handle.
Dumbledore's diversion diverted the attention of the two Ministry political creatures entirely in another direction, but Snape was not so easy to fool.
He asked: "That phantom in the sky...that's not a flashback spell, Dumbledore!"
"That's right, it's not really a flashback spell, but I've also said it...it has the nature of a flashback spell, and the connected light beam is able to explore the nature of magic power, and it will explore the little wizard..."
"I see!" Fudge suddenly realized, interrupting Dumbledore, "Albus, you mean...that situation caused the little wizard's wand to flash back and forth, and we also know that in the end the little wizard destroyed the dementor aggregate in that way."
Speaking of which, Fudge shivered, as if recalling the terrifying scene of the little wizard holding his head, and after taking a deep breath to ease his mood, he continued,
"In the end, the magical nature of this monster was analyzed, and it was reflected in the sky with a flashback spell. But why did that kind of full moon appear? And that pure phantom actually brought us an oppressive feeling, just like Muggles facing a dragon... This is very weird!"
People turned to look at Dumbledore, expecting his answer.
Dumbledore fell into a long silence, and finally spoke before Rita Skeeter led a large crowd.
(The crowd hurried over after seeing the dementor disappear. Unfortunately, they were stopped by Lupin. The crowd watched the werewolf, especially Rita Skeeter, and dared not rush over. After all, apart from the werewolf's deterrent force, the negatives of the camera and photos were still held hostage by Lupine...)
"I don't know either..." Dumbledore looked into the eyes of the others, and said slowly, "If I let me understand... that thing symbolizes that the world is about to change drastically, a wave that will sweep the wizarding world and Muggle society will come..."
Perhaps Dumbledore also knew about these vain things, which made others very dissatisfied. He continued, "It is natural for you to see the full moon nervous, because it is not a clear object, but a symbol... A world dimension or space fragments that have passed away in the past are gradually approaching from the abyss of magic power, from places other than our world space dimension... The intersection between them will cause changes that we cannot imagine..."
Dumbledore's words made it difficult for most wizards in front of him to understand.
Only Fudge seemed to understand something, and he immediately remembered the useless and completely abandoned space fragments of [King's Cross Station] that the Ministry of Magic had dealt with, and the magic space fragments of the [Endless Labyrinth] (Secret Library) just discovered not long ago...
From the perspective of the modern magic system, those things are almost miraculous and impossible.
After he knew about this space debris, he went to the secret archives of the [Department of Mysteries] to search for relevant information.
There are some fragments of magical monuments unearthed from ancient ruins preserved there, which record some plausible legends and possible achievements of some ancient wizards:
In the age of ancient wizards, those ancient wizards relied on a variety of excellent magic resources and amazing magic talents..."Making miracles with great effort" extended the level of magic research to an incredible level.
According to some true and false myths and legends, modern archaeological wizards conjecture that these ancient wizards used various space fragments and the magic power contained in different and different dimensions of space, and even occupied, or re-transformed those very special world dimensions (according to the translation of the records handed down, those worlds were called the gods, and they were worshiped by Muggles at that time, and the legends of those wizards are still being circulated. Muggles call them--'gods'.)
Until later, for some unknown reason, the 'Twilight of the Gods' suddenly occurred...or according to the popular magical archaeological jargon of the last century--'Magic Extinction',
According to the specious legends that have been handed down from generation to generation - at the beginning, the magic space fragments disappeared rapidly, and then the magic secrets in myths and legends, magical creatures comparable to dragons disappeared one by one, and then the number of people with magical talents decreased rapidly... Talents even began to deteriorate rapidly... Those ancient wizard families who were once called "gods" disappeared one by one.
In the end, the magic of the ancient times was no longer suitable for the modern magic environment. The wizards had to make rapid changes, and began to refine and be accurate in hundreds of years, and summarized them into systematic subjects... until the embryonic form of the modern magic system...
As for those magical legions, even the alien races disappeared one after another... By the middle ages, this decline had reached its peak, and the wizarding world even had to give way to the Muggles and retreat behind the scenes, and began to set up the Ministry of Magic to fight against the degenerate goblins who had retained a certain strength.
In modern times, the two wars in the Muggle world that overturned the entire European continent crushed the pride of the original pure-blood wizards... Even the most self-deceiving Ministry of Magic had to face up to a problem. The [Secrecy Act] may not protect Muggles,
— but they wizards.
Although Fudge looked down on individual Muggles, he still had a very clear understanding of the terrifying war potential of the Muggle society as a whole.
(End of this chapter)
The full moon was like a huge silver disk covering the entire sky, occupying Fudge Dumbledore's entire line of sight.
A blood-colored dot appeared in the middle of this thing, and it was gradually expanding into a red circular spot, and there was a black circle in the middle of the spot, which made the whole full moon look like a strange eyeball.
Silver-yellow eye whites, blood-colored lenses, pitch-black pupils...
The 'eyeballs' stretched across the sky, pressing down little by little, so eerie that it made people breathless, and the chills began to unstoppable from the bottom of my heart.
What's more, when they looked up, they could still find the blood and black churning and surging in the full moon...
(Although it looks like a crater on an ordinary moon, if you look closely, you will feel that this thing is alive... It is wriggling, staring at you, and staring at you...)
Fu Guitar didn't even dare to look directly at this thing.
For some reason, as long as he saw this weird moon, he became extremely depressed, and Fudge's magic power stagnated...unable to drive it, and he couldn't even raise his wand to defend himself.
This made them panic even more.
Professor McGonagall asked anxiously,
"Albus, what the hell is this?"
"That wand... this little wizard... and this thing on it..." Fudge didn't know how to describe what he saw today, he just felt like he was dreaming, absurd and speechless.
After the voice fell, Dumbledore began to struggle, and slowly raised his wand full of knots, sending out a bright light towards the sky.
Then there was a crisp sound of glass breaking.
The full moon above...the extremely weird blood-colored eyes...began to break into pieces, peel off little by little, and disappeared in mid-air in an instant.
Everyone can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Fudge asked the question again, and Crouch was also sullenly wanting to listen to Dumbledore's answer.
Even the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Magic who only want to fight for power and profit can see that it was an extremely abnormal scene before—the feeling of oppressing magic power is absolutely abnormal!
Dumbledore came to the side of McGuffin Albert. He stared at the little wizard who had just stopped with interest, then lowered his head and said to several people, "That's the flashback curse!"
"--impossible!"
Almost all the people in front of them stared at Dumbledore, the old bee, without saying a word, with the look of 'you are lying to a fool'.
Dumbledore went on to explain, "Have you heard about the twin wands?"
Fudge answered with some uncertainty, "Is it a wand made of the same magical material as the core?"
"I've heard of this kind of thing. It is said that before the Middle Ages, when some wand makers made wands for the old wizarding families, each wand used the same material as the core to make two wands...in order to prevent the situation of the master of the wizarding family's wand being accidentally broken."
"It was only later discovered that when an accident happened, the nature of the wizard's magical power would gradually change along with his life experiences and ideas, and the twin wands made in the past could not adapt to the changed wizard at all..." Fudge recalled.
"And each wand will have different properties, and wands made of even the most similar materials will be very different."
"Is there anyone still making this kind of wand without much effort? Besides, Mr. Ollivander has declined the method of making this kind of wand since 13 years ago, and he even went to the [Ministry of Magic's Regular Magic Items Office] to make a special proposal..."
Crouch added, "Well, I've heard it said too... Indeed, the mutual triggering of twin wands made of the same core can have a weird effect...especially if the wand owner insists that the two wands fight each other...There is a very rare phenomenon where one wand wave forces the other to repeat the spell it has cast-in reverse order. The most recent spell will undoubtedly appear first...some kind of flashback to the previous spell..."
"But can this be called [Flashback Curse]?"
As soon as he changed the subject, he immediately pointed to the sky and questioned Dumbledore about the scene just now.
"Besides, we all know exactly what spell was cast by that monster-like little wizard just now. It's not what you said at all... Albus!"
"What's more, what proof do you have?"
He questioned Professor Dumbledore exactly.
Professor McGonagall and the others looked at the old bee suspiciously, especially Snape, who always felt that the old fox had been hiding what he was doing since before.
"This is indeed the effect of the twin wands!"
"It's just that this kind of reflection playback will appear in a certain type of wand and in a certain situation... It shows the essence of magic in a way that even our wizards can't feel..."
Snape looked at Dumbledore, and saw something deeply thoughtful on his face.
He murmured, "Thestral tail feathers."
"what?"
Taking a deep breath, Dumbledore said, "It's the Thestral tail feather wand. The little wizard's wand has the same core as the wand in my hand... To be honest, they are taken from the same Thestral, and it can even be said to be the ancestor of all Thestrals, or the legendary monster that straddles the two worlds of life and death... possesses profound magic power... and is called 'Nightmare' by us."
"That's impossible! That's just an absurd magical legend!"
Fudge and Crouch repeatedly shook their heads in denial.
"No," said Dumbledore, deliberately lowering his voice. "Three years ago, at the beginning of term, Mr. Ollivander wrote to tell me that two twin wands had been bought. Severus can testify to that!"
"Even if it is..." Fudge wanted to retort impatiently, but was interrupted by Crouch.
"Wait! You said two? Who else? Let's verify what you said is true, won't that be the case?" Sure enough, Crouch noticed what he just said, and he stared into Dumbledore's eyes and asked.
"It's the wands of Voldemort and Harry Potter..."
Dumbledore spoke slowly, the name made Fudge who was chattering in front of him speechless.
"That's impossible!" He jumped three feet high and shouted.
"It's true, and the cores of both of their wands are taken from the tail feathers of the same phoenix, that is..."
Dumbledore beckoned to the sky, a flame suddenly burst out in the air, and the phoenix suddenly appeared and landed on his arm with Xianle.
Dumbledore whispered to Phoenix, watching her flap her wings and fly to the side of the little wizard who fell from the sky and passed out, leaving behind big drops of crystal clear tears.
It dripped onto McGuffin's forehead, where there were still some... black scales that hadn't completely faded away.
One drop, two drops... These tears are like a scalding hot stream, causing the cold scales to hiss and quickly disappear into black steam.
McGuffin's pale face quickly returned to color, and the strange black scales on his body disappeared, only his bald head was still proving the horrible incident that just happened.
Even Fudge and the others cheered up after hearing this burst of fairy music, instead of feeling chills and palpitations about the name Dumbledore said earlier.
Dumbledore nodded his head satisfied with the phoenix, put her on his shoulder, then pointed to the big golden-red bird quietly combing its tail feathers and said, "To be honest, the core of Harry's wand is the tail feather of this phoenix."
"You still need to keep this a secret! Fudge, Crouch...you should understand the consequences of this matter getting out, right?"
"You don't need to say that!"
Both Fudge and Crouch were a little distraught. It was obvious that the two of them were thinking completely differently from what Dumbledore said. They immediately thought that this special connection between Harry and the Dark Lord was enough to add drama to what happened tonight.
And once people know it, the Ministry of Magic will be reduced to a kind of clown-like joke.
This is completely intolerable for two power-hungry political creatures.
Even if Dumbledore didn't say it, they would keep this secret forever.
The two wanted to cast an amnestic spell on everyone present here.
Fortunately, that damned female reporter couldn't resist the previous 'lightning storm' incident, so she hid directly at the oak gate of the castle, otherwise it would be difficult to handle.
Dumbledore's diversion diverted the attention of the two Ministry political creatures entirely in another direction, but Snape was not so easy to fool.
He asked: "That phantom in the sky...that's not a flashback spell, Dumbledore!"
"That's right, it's not really a flashback spell, but I've also said it...it has the nature of a flashback spell, and the connected light beam is able to explore the nature of magic power, and it will explore the little wizard..."
"I see!" Fudge suddenly realized, interrupting Dumbledore, "Albus, you mean...that situation caused the little wizard's wand to flash back and forth, and we also know that in the end the little wizard destroyed the dementor aggregate in that way."
Speaking of which, Fudge shivered, as if recalling the terrifying scene of the little wizard holding his head, and after taking a deep breath to ease his mood, he continued,
"In the end, the magical nature of this monster was analyzed, and it was reflected in the sky with a flashback spell. But why did that kind of full moon appear? And that pure phantom actually brought us an oppressive feeling, just like Muggles facing a dragon... This is very weird!"
People turned to look at Dumbledore, expecting his answer.
Dumbledore fell into a long silence, and finally spoke before Rita Skeeter led a large crowd.
(The crowd hurried over after seeing the dementor disappear. Unfortunately, they were stopped by Lupin. The crowd watched the werewolf, especially Rita Skeeter, and dared not rush over. After all, apart from the werewolf's deterrent force, the negatives of the camera and photos were still held hostage by Lupine...)
"I don't know either..." Dumbledore looked into the eyes of the others, and said slowly, "If I let me understand... that thing symbolizes that the world is about to change drastically, a wave that will sweep the wizarding world and Muggle society will come..."
Perhaps Dumbledore also knew about these vain things, which made others very dissatisfied. He continued, "It is natural for you to see the full moon nervous, because it is not a clear object, but a symbol... A world dimension or space fragments that have passed away in the past are gradually approaching from the abyss of magic power, from places other than our world space dimension... The intersection between them will cause changes that we cannot imagine..."
Dumbledore's words made it difficult for most wizards in front of him to understand.
Only Fudge seemed to understand something, and he immediately remembered the useless and completely abandoned space fragments of [King's Cross Station] that the Ministry of Magic had dealt with, and the magic space fragments of the [Endless Labyrinth] (Secret Library) just discovered not long ago...
From the perspective of the modern magic system, those things are almost miraculous and impossible.
After he knew about this space debris, he went to the secret archives of the [Department of Mysteries] to search for relevant information.
There are some fragments of magical monuments unearthed from ancient ruins preserved there, which record some plausible legends and possible achievements of some ancient wizards:
In the age of ancient wizards, those ancient wizards relied on a variety of excellent magic resources and amazing magic talents..."Making miracles with great effort" extended the level of magic research to an incredible level.
According to some true and false myths and legends, modern archaeological wizards conjecture that these ancient wizards used various space fragments and the magic power contained in different and different dimensions of space, and even occupied, or re-transformed those very special world dimensions (according to the translation of the records handed down, those worlds were called the gods, and they were worshiped by Muggles at that time, and the legends of those wizards are still being circulated. Muggles call them--'gods'.)
Until later, for some unknown reason, the 'Twilight of the Gods' suddenly occurred...or according to the popular magical archaeological jargon of the last century--'Magic Extinction',
According to the specious legends that have been handed down from generation to generation - at the beginning, the magic space fragments disappeared rapidly, and then the magic secrets in myths and legends, magical creatures comparable to dragons disappeared one by one, and then the number of people with magical talents decreased rapidly... Talents even began to deteriorate rapidly... Those ancient wizard families who were once called "gods" disappeared one by one.
In the end, the magic of the ancient times was no longer suitable for the modern magic environment. The wizards had to make rapid changes, and began to refine and be accurate in hundreds of years, and summarized them into systematic subjects... until the embryonic form of the modern magic system...
As for those magical legions, even the alien races disappeared one after another... By the middle ages, this decline had reached its peak, and the wizarding world even had to give way to the Muggles and retreat behind the scenes, and began to set up the Ministry of Magic to fight against the degenerate goblins who had retained a certain strength.
In modern times, the two wars in the Muggle world that overturned the entire European continent crushed the pride of the original pure-blood wizards... Even the most self-deceiving Ministry of Magic had to face up to a problem. The [Secrecy Act] may not protect Muggles,
— but they wizards.
Although Fudge looked down on individual Muggles, he still had a very clear understanding of the terrifying war potential of the Muggle society as a whole.
(End of this chapter)
