Chapter 38 The Dragon's Nerve is at Hand

[Dear Lin Xia:

Hello! How is your college life recently?

I am very happy that you share with me the joy of the great progress of the magnetic wand. I like this name very much and I have foreseen its future.

Even if it is completed, everyone will definitely have one, but I still think that the name "magnetic wand" is a sincere compliment to the new wand. It is the most unique wand!

I am very pleased that you are studying the production method of the new wand while carrying out your busy studies. But please don't forget that you are still young and there are many wonderful scenery waiting for you.

I have read your records of studying the wand. Oh, I have to say that this way of recording is really good. I decided to use this format next time I make a wand.

In addition: After careful consideration, I decided to send you "Dragon's Nerve", but this is not a grant. Please remember that this is not a grant!

I really can't bear that the magnetic wand is stuck in the last step and cannot be seen in the world, so I hope that "Dragon's Nerve" can help your research as you said.

This is just a friend helping another friend within his ability. You don't need to repay anything or favors. Just treat it as a piece of "dragon's nerve" picked up on the road.

Your talent for wand making is the highest talent I have ever seen except me. If possible, I hope to witness the birth of a new type of wand within a month.

Please believe me, I can't wait to party!

I wish a great era is coming, and I wish we are all on the right path!

Wish:

Academic progress and good health

Boss/friend: Garrick Ollivander

September 15th]

Lin Xia looked at the signature several times, and the date on it made her eyelids jump slightly.

The owl postmen in the wizarding world are so efficient!

Not only did it take three days to deliver a letter, she was even more surprised that Ollivander actually gave her the half piece of "dragon's nerve".

Although she kept writing letters, she was also thinking of grabbing the remaining half piece, but more importantly, she wanted Ollivander to be a witness.

Prove that she has a talent for wand making, and various records can be taken out at any time, so that others can investigate as they please.

After all, this is not a one-time deal. There are two other more powerful wands waiting for her to develop.

Ollivander is much more anxious than she thought. Not only did he send the "Dragon's Nerve" over, but he also used an owl postman. Isn't he worried about being intercepted?

You know, the magical creatures in the wizarding world who work part-time as postmen have a high rate of lost items.

Lin Xia's eyes flickered slightly. Maybe the "Dragon's Nerve" is not too valuable to Ollivander?

The top delicacy is in hand, and there is no time to waste. Lin Xia decided to take a tonic that night!

"Ding Dong!"

The crisp sound of knocking on the glass echoed throughout the banquet hall, and all the students looked up.

The professors of the four colleges all came out, among which Professor McGonagall walked in front, holding a letter in her hand.

"About the unexplained fainting of the student on the seventh floor last week..."

After the announcement was read, the four professors left the banquet hall, and the atmosphere on the scene suddenly exploded.

"So those people were all hypnotized together, so they fell asleep together. Isn't it forbidden to bring large magic items to Hogwarts? Such a powerful strange item was not checked out?"

"It is probably placed in an isolation box. As long as it is not opened, who knows what is inside."

"I think it is still a bit far-fetched. Are those people hypnotized to go to the seventh floor just to let them sleep?"

"Is there a possibility that someone was about to do something and was discovered by the professors, so they ran away quickly."

The discussion was in full swing. Lin Xia listened for a while and found that no little wizard questioned the authenticity of this announcement.

She looked up at the seniors, and they all looked very serious.

"Harry, what is this?"

An owl came late, holding a huge broom in its mouth. It can be seen that it was struggling to fly, and finally landed in front of Harry.

Harry was also surprised and opened the envelope first.

This turned out to be the flying broom given by Professor McGonagall - Nimbus 2000!

Harry handed it to Ron, who sighed with envy: "I haven't even touched the Nimbus 2000!"

Mikel, who was standing by, heard it and looked at Harry and Ron, feeling a little emotional about the inseparable bond between the trio.

Since arriving at Hogwarts, he had tried his best to get into Harry's dormitory, became his roommate, and even sat at the same table with him, chatting, eating, and doing homework with him...

But in Harry's heart, Ron was his best friend.

On the other side, Draco retracted his gaze and whispered to Lin Xia: "I recognize the appearance of that broom, it is definitely the latest flying broom Nimbus 2000!"

A touch of envy flashed across his eyes, and he was still using the old model.

Lin Xia also took a look, she knew what the Nimbus 2000 looked like.

Draco, a loyal Quidditch fan, often recommends this broom to her, saying how smooth the lines are, how smooth the power system is, and that the emergency stop test only takes 0.05 seconds...

She really couldn't recognize whether the thing that was wrapped so tightly and didn't even look like a broom was a flying broom or the Nimbus 2000 model.

Lin Xia said, "I'll make hot pot tonight, come and eat with me, and then practice after eating, and I'll guide you."

Draco thought of the taste of hot pot and nodded expectantly.

He can also make hot pot, but he can't make it taste like Lin Xia's.

Even if Lin Xia gave him the sauce, he still felt that it was not as delicious as Lin Xia's.

Lin Xia definitely inherited the cooking skills from the extraordinary oriental cuisine!

The afternoon class was Transfiguration.

Not long after Lin Xia entered the classroom, the fate compass that had been silent for a while started to turn slightly, but it stopped at the "Fuqi" column.

Text messages appeared in her mind.

Being warned by Professor McGonagall... Quirrell made a change... He had to change his scarf every time he went to class... At four in the afternoon... The old scarf was locked in the office...

"Lin Xia." Draco asked in confusion, "You were distracted just now. What were you thinking about?"

Lin Xia came back to her senses and said, "I was thinking about what recipe to use for hot pot tonight."

Draco's eyes lit up, "Have you thought about it?"

Lin Xia nodded and said meaningfully, "I have thought about it. Add vine pepper to the hot pot and make mushroom soup in a clear pot. Maybe we can add another dish."

At four in the afternoon, Quirrell took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and walked into the classroom ready to go.

He had to obey Voldemort's orders and work.

He didn't want it, but Voldemort had always wanted to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. He parasitized on him and wanted to be the professor forever and have a good time.

For the sake of teaching evaluation, he had to be more serious.

What Quirrell didn't know was that at the door of his office, two cats were squatting elegantly.