Chapter 350 Black Tea u0026 Cookies u0026 The Elder Wand

( ) Professor, your place...is it much cleaner than before?

In the principal's office, Maca, who had bid farewell to Hermione, noticed the difference as soon as she entered the door.

Actually, it was very clean before, but the things piled up were too messy. I just sorted it out recently... Dumbledore stood up from behind the desk with a smile, and walked up to meet him.

At least the sorting hat must be clean, Maca casually picked up the peaked hat on the shelf, I told it at the sorting ceremony—it's time to take a bath!

Hey? Little badger, don't turn me over with your paws, I'm a new hat now! The Sorting Hat turned around immediately and yelled loudly.

Is there any patch for the new hat? Maca rolled his eyes and asked.

But the Sorting Hat was quite unconvinced, and once again blocked Maca's hand with the brim of the hat, and straightened the tip of the hat majestically.

This is fashion! Do you understand fashion? Don't talk if you don't understand!

All right, you are the most fashionable...

Maca put him back on the shelf dumbfounded, and then turned around amidst the Sorting Hat's muttering, only to see Dumbledore smiling at them.

Professor, what do you want to give me? He asked curiously.

Well, that's not in a hurry... Dumbledore greeted him, Would you like to sit down and have a cup of tea together? Sunbathe and relax?

Oh— Maca thought for a moment, well...I mean, why not?

The two sat down facing each other at the small round table vacated by the window. Dumbledore took out his wand and pointed to the table. Two teacups with saucers and a steaming teapot immediately appeared on it.

And as he tapped again, a plate of jelly cookies also appeared.

Try it! Honeydukes' new product—the wishing cookie.

As Dumbledore said, he took the lead in picking a piece, and then he pointed his mouth at the hollow in the middle of the cookie filled with jelly, and said in a straight voice, Lemon flavor!

Before the words were finished, the red jelly immediately turned yellow.

Look! That's it... He showed it to Maca as if offering a treasure,

Then he opened his mouth and took a bite, It says on the advertising paper that any wish can be granted! But after I tried the 'Troll Snot Smell' after dinner last night, I found that the smell didn't seem very similar...

'Troll snot smells'? Maca grinned and said, Next time you take some snacks to the boys' washroom in the basement, it looks like you don't need to make a wish...

Really? Dumbledore asked curiously, I haven't been there for a while... You know, Hogwarts Castle is really big!

That bathroom is also clogged—it wasn't Myrtle, it was really clogged! Maca spread her hands, But basically no one goes there.

As he spoke, he also picked up a cookie, imitating Dumbledore and pointing his mouth at the depression.

Hmm... the moonlight chrysanthemum honey smell? Maca said tentatively.

However, the jelly on the cookie has not changed at all, it is still the default red color - it is probably strawberry or something.

This won't do, it's too demanding! Dumbledore smiled and waved his hand.

Maca shrugged, compromised: It tastes like butter pudding.

The old and the young sat opposite each other, and after thinking about the cookies for a while, they turned their attention to other topics.

I heard about the potion recently from Severus, how is Kingsley? Dumbledore asked as if chatting after drinking his lipstick tea.

Oh, the antidote has been researched, and I just took it for Kingsley yesterday... His symptoms have already deepened, and it seems that he needs to take the medicine a few more times. Maca replied, But the danger should be It's gone.

That's good... Dumbledore nodded knowingly.

Then...Professor, I just heard from Hermione that Professor Trelawney made a new prophecy. This time, Maca asked, What do you think of that prophecy?

Don't worry too much. Although it doesn't look good on the surface, it shouldn't be a big problem. Dumbledore said casually, As for the details, you can figure it out yourself...

Oh—really? Maca hesitated.

Don't worry! Just do it boldly according to your ideas— Dumbledore said relaxedly, Now you can be alone, I can't help you...Maybe I will ask you to help me instead !

'Request' or something, don't say that... Maca shook her head immediately, If you need me to do something, just say it!

Of course, if I need your help, I will definitely say it. Dumbledore said, looking at Maca meaningfully.

Hearing what Dumbledore said, Maca also had some murmurs in his heart. Although it can't be called a burden, he knows that Dumbledore will not be aimless.

In the future, or in the near future, Dumbledore would definitely say that to him. It's just that Maca doesn't know what kind of request he will say.

After Dumbledore's words, the two lazily basked in the sun while drinking fragrant black tea. Occasionally, a gust of wind blows over the neck, which will also bring a little warmth.

Once upon a time, Maca had been yearning for such a comfortable life; but now, he only felt that such a leisurely life was a bit too extravagant.

Professor, should I tell you what is the reason for calling me this time? Maca couldn't help asking again, When the current matter is resolved, we will have many opportunities to drink tea and chat together.

Dumbledore looked away from the window, smiled and said: Okay, since you are in such a hurry, let's talk about today's business...

Well...it's a 'business', but it's actually a trivial matter...

As he spoke, he picked up the wand in his hand quite casually, turned the handle of the wand and handed it in front of Maca.

Last time I heard from Garrick... he said that you seem to be able to use any wand? Dumbledore asked curiously, Why don't you... try this too?

Uh... are you talking about Mr. Garrick Ollivander from the wand shop? Maca froze for a moment, but didn't immediately reach out, Professor, do you want me to try the old wand?

Huh? Do you know it too? Dumbledore nodded indifferently, Yes! Try it...see if it's powerful or you are powerful?

this--

Maca really wanted to take it over and study it, but the origin of the wand in Dumbledore's hand was really extraordinary, and its characteristics were quite distinct, so he really didn't dare to reach for it rashly.

Take it up and have a look, said Dumbledore. You should know that the saying 'the wand chooses the wizard' has always been the truth Garrick believes in. And your existence has always troubled him!

As Dumbledore said, the revolution in wands began when Garrick Ollivander officially took over the family's wand shop.

Before that, wizards needed to order wands to buy.

They will bring all kinds of wand cores to the wand shop by themselves, and use some magical materials inherited from their ancestors, related to family beliefs, or they think are suitable as the cores.

It was Garrick Ollivander who came up with the concept of the wand chooses the wizard, and thus led the trend of an era.

Of course, in fact, he also discovered this concept from a certain ancient book.

But in fact, Maca himself didn't believe in the words the wand chooses the wizard at all. This is not only related to his own situation, but mainly because the wand is originally a tool created for the convenience of casting spells.

Maca admits that Ollivander was right.

After all, the scope of knowledge in wand science is too broad, it is difficult to get started, and it is more time-consuming and labor-intensive to study in depth. In addition, the inheritance of knowledge is fragmented, so that it is very difficult to make a wand, let alone choose a wand.

Therefore, using a large number of wands to match the wizard is indeed much better than the wizard himself bringing the core material to order.

But the correct approach does not mean that the concept proposed by Ollivander is also correct.

According to the ancient texts in the Chamber of Rowena, at that time, wizards who were knowledgeable enough made their own wands.

Just as those goblins who are good at making magic props insist - the ownership of magic props should always be kept in the hands of the maker.

It's just that now, not only the inheritance of wizards is getting thinner, but also the persistence of goblins has long since changed.

Maca told Dumbledore his opinion, which did arouse Dumbledore's interest.

...To be honest, I'm not very familiar with wand science, but... Dumbledore said with interest, Making your own wand? That sounds really good...

That weird wand you're using, you made it yourself - a dementor's spinal cord?

Yes! Maka spread her hands, Unfortunately, I lost it recently...

Isn't that just right? Dumbledore smiled and handed over the wand again, This was meant for you.

But, why suddenly— Maca asked in confusion.

You need it more than I do, don't you? Dumbledore said naturally, It's you who are in danger now... and I, as long as I take care of Hogwarts!

While saying this, Dumbledore looked unusually brisk.

Speaking of which, I have to thank you! It was you who allowed me to let go of the burden in my heart and embark on a more 'selfish' magical journey.

Maca couldn't help being touched—this old wizard who devoted most of his life to the magic world seemed to have finally come out of the self-imprisonment called ideal.

Uh... Maca paused, and said with a little embarrassment, Although it is true...but...

After a little hesitation, Maca still didn't take the Elder Wand, but stretched his hand towards his waist...