The moisture on the surfaces of the two magical pieces of wood disappeared quickly, as if it had been absorbed by the wood.
Vizette noticed that the two pieces of wood formed the shaft of a wand, and a groove could be seen in the core.
The carvings inside the groove varied in depth and appeared extremely delicate.
Ollivander took out a pipette, drew liquid from one of the crystal glasses, and poured it into the groove.
Vizette approached the crystal glass and leaned close to it.
He inhaled the scent deeply and found that it contained at least a mixture of herbs such as sage and rosemary.
Just then, the sound of bells echoed around, striking fourteen times.
Ollivander acted swiftly, quickly pulling out a dragon skin scroll, taking out the dragon heartstring inside, placing it into the groove, and then closing the two pieces of magical wood together.
Although the magical wood fit together perfectly, the seams were still visible.
"Kenaz!"
As the bells fell silent, he took out his wand, pressed it against the closed magical wood, and chanted a spell.
A reddish halo covered the magical wood, and with a rustling sound, the seam between the two pieces of magical wood gradually disappeared, turning into a single, seamless magic wand.
Ollivander yawned, his face showing the fatigue of someone who had stayed up all night.
He waved his wand to the side, "Potion, fly!"
In the blink of an eye, a small bottle of golden potion floated over and landed in his hand.
Upon closer inspection, Vizette noticed that this potion had this color and was consumed after exhaustion, suggesting it was likely a vitality tonic.
He had never personally prepared the vitality tonic; he mainly judged it based on its appearance.
After taking the golden potion, Ollivander immediately felt much better and continued waving his wand to proceed to the next step.
Vizette became even more convinced that this golden potion was a vitality tonic, which explained its remarkable effects.
Ollivander picked up his wand and tapped it on the workbench.
The once perfectly smooth workbench now had a series of crisscrossing dents.
He picked up another crystal glass and poured the reddish liquid onto the dent.
The liquid continued to spread along the dent, and the workbench emitted a bright red light, like a raging flame.
The light kept converging towards the wand, as if being absorbed by it, and the light gradually weakened.
...
With the help of his magic eye, Vizette discovered that the red light was actually a magic circuit, a dense and numerous magic circuit.
There were so many of these magic circuits that a quantitative change led to a qualitative change, causing the magic circuits to manifest in the form of light.
...
Ollivander waved his wand and struck it, seemingly playing a frenzied rhythm.
He was like a drummer, striking out unrestrained and passionate drumbeats.
Ollivander stopped moving only after the light was completely absorbed by the wand, wiping the fine sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.
He looked at Vizette with an expectant gaze, "How are you feeling?"
"I've learned a lot!" Vizette said. "I've found the answers to many of my previous questions about wand making."
"Oh? That's quite insightful?" Ollivander asked, somewhat surprised. "What did you glean from it?"
Vizette closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, organizing what he had just seen and heard, before speaking: "First, let's talk about the preliminary preparations."
"After selecting the magic wood, it should be split in two and the core should be carved to leave a groove for embedding the wand core."
Ollivander smiled. "Vizette, you're really observant! This groove is no simple matter; it determines the minimum skill level of the wand maker."
"Determines the minimum skill level?" Vizette murmured. "Mr. Ollivander, is that how I should understand it?"
"The closer the groove fits the wand core, the tighter the bond between the wand and the core will be? In that case..."
"If a phoenix feather is used as the core, this wand must be the most difficult to make, right?"
"Excellent!" Ollivander's smile revealed surprise. "Absolutely correct! Unicorn tail hair is the easiest to make because it only requires one hair."
"The dragon heartstring is of medium difficulty to make; while the phoenix feather is too delicate, and to make it truly perfect, one often has to go through many failures."
"And the liquid in this glass." Vizette picked up one of the crystal glasses. "I can smell sage, rosemary, verbena, and lady's mantle…"
Upon hearing Vizette rattle off a string of names, Ollivander's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but interrupt, "Merlin's beard! You can actually smell so many different herbs?"
"I suspect there are more than just these herbs." Vizette frowned slightly. "There's also a liquid used to dissolve the herbs. I'm not sure if what's in this cup is water from the River Lethe…"
"Because the water of the River Lethe is transparent, it could also be other liquids that dissolve herbs, such as dew, pure water, or... some potion ingredients that I haven't come into contact with."
"This is the water of the River Lethe!" Ollivander took a deep breath, his expression calming down somewhat. "It's already outstanding! You've only been enrolled for a year, right?"
"Based on your learning pace, you can only make Forgetfulness Potion with water from the River Lethe at most. Where did you learn about all those other herbs?"
"Forgetfulness Potion…" Vizette couldn't help but chuckle. He remembered that during the final exams, some Slytherins drank their fill of Forgetfulness Potion.
"Ahem…" He coughed twice to suppress his laughter. "Mr. Ollivander, Professor Snape taught me very well, which is why I was able to identify these potion ingredients."
Ollivander asked thoughtfully, "Professor Snape? Professor Snape of Hogwarts...is it Severus Snape?"
Vizette nodded and said, "Yes, he is a very good professor!"
"I remember this person, he was a very unique wizard…" Ollivander blinked his silvery-white eyes, "because he came to me to exchange his wand…"
"Unless the wand is damaged, wizards generally don't replace it on their own initiative. He was one of the few wizards who took the initiative to come to me and asked me to replace his wand, so I remember him very well."
He frowned slightly, trying to recall anything about Snape.
"I still remember that wand… ebony, dragon heartstring, a twelve-inch wand, perfect for offense, and the wand gave him a very good response at the time."
"Until one day in 1980, he suddenly found me and told me that the ebony wand was not working properly and could not allow him to cast spells as he wished."
"The situation was very sensitive at the time, so I didn't say much, and I didn't even ask for more details because I didn't want to touch on certain taboos, which made the process of changing the wand extremely difficult."
"Severus Snape was truly unique... He wielded many wands, yet was never satisfied... He was a man who hid himself very well!"
"After trying again and again, he finally showed some of his true self... which inspired me to find the wand that is now most suitable for him."
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