Hogwarts: Don't call me the Staff Maker

Chapter 60 Two Staff Cores?

In the Forbidden Forest, the centaurs continued to urge Harry to leave as soon as possible. They said a lot, including what the use of drinking unicorn blood was.

"Unicorn blood can prolong life, but at a terrible cost. Continuing life in this way results in a half-dead creature, a cursed life..."

The centaur stamped his hooves somewhat anxiously. For some reason, ever since then, he had felt that something was wrong with his surroundings, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.

The centaur was convinced that this feeling was not an illusion or a coincidence, and his tone became more urgent.

"Unless you're just using it to prolong your life so you can drink something else, something that will fully restore your energy and vitality, something that will grant you immortality..."

"Mr. Harry Potter, do you know what's hidden in the school?"

"The Philosopher's Stone!" Harry blurted out. "Of course—the elixir of immortality! But I don't understand who it is..."

"Can't you imagine who has been silently waiting all these years, yearning to make a comeback? Who is clinging tightly to life, waiting for their chance?"

Harry's pupils contracted, as if an iron claw had gripped his heart. Even the surrounding area seemed to be swept up by a fierce wind, with fallen leaves being swirled into the air and branches creaking in the wind...

"No, there's danger!"

Before Harry could even react, he was grabbed by a pair of strong, powerful arms.

The centaur blocked his way, nocked an arrow, and stared intently at the dead unicorn not far ahead and at Siron, whose back was turned to them.

"What are you doing..." Harry peeked out from behind and saw a scene that left him speechless.

The dead unicorn was disappearing rapidly, like a clay sculpture soaking in water.

"What... what happened?"

"I don't know!" The centaur's voice was both cold and serious.

"I know that when a unicorn dies, its body merges into the earth for a short time, but it can't be this fast!"

"Wait, Siren's still there!" Harry saw Siren next to the unicorn and was about to rush out.

He had barely taken one step when he was caught again.

"Don't go over there!" The centaur dragged him back a big step.

His intuition told him that the unicorn's transformation was related to the boy, and the centaur trusted his intuition.

With that single backward movement, the unicorn vanished completely, leaving nothing behind, not even its horn.

Then, a streak of silver-blue light appeared in the dark Forbidden Forest, like a stream that had been cut off, or like a wind that had come to life... The centaurs had never seen such a magical sight before.

It's so amazing it's almost eerie.

The silvery-blue light lingered around the boy before finally disappearing into a branch on his right.

hum!

It was as if a ripple was spreading rapidly outwards from the center of the branch.

Harry then noticed that several golden symbols had appeared on Cyrenloo's exposed wrist, flashing in the darkness, like a gold bracelet with a unique pattern.

Moreover, this bracelet looks familiar; it seems like I've seen it somewhere before.

Oh, he remembered, his wrist looked like this last time when Siron made a wand.

According to Siron, this is a magical rune that serves as a support, used to keep the wrist stable when crafting the wand core.

Crafting a magic wand?

Harry was startled by his sudden idea and immediately shook his head.

Impossible, he was certain. Xilun hadn't plucked the unicorn's tail hairs, so how could he have made a wand without even a core?

"Sirlen, wake up!" Because he was being blocked by the centaurs, he could only shout loudly, trying to wake Sirlen.

However, his voice was quickly carried away by the increasingly fierce wind around him, and Xilun couldn't hear it at all, and even if he did, he probably wouldn't have time to respond.

The reaction of the staff that hit the person was too intense. The only thing he could do now was to do his best to transform the soul of the unicorn that had just broken in into the staff core.

The process went very smoothly, or rather, too smoothly, even easier than dealing with a single tail hair.

However, he discovered something strange: the unicorn's body also disappeared with his movements. Was it the unicorn's soul that had just entered, or the complete unicorn?

However, it doesn't matter anymore, because either way, it's something that has never happened before in the history of wands.

Xilun was thrilled and excited. He never expected that the unicorn would bring him such a big surprise.

As the runes were lit one by one, the unicorn was completely integrated into the Whomping Willow. Siron began to put the two cut wand blades back together. Once they were combined back into a complete wand core, the wand would be finished.

But this step could never be successful.

Feeling the feedback coming from the Willow Tree, Xilun frowned.

Missing cane core?

What's going on? What happened to that unicorn just now?

Click...

No, I don't have time to think about that anymore.

Seeing the thin crack on the willow staff, Xilun immediately reached into his pocket and rummaged around for a while.

He didn't bring anything with him this time; the only thing he had that could be used as a cane core was his two teeth, each about five inches long.

Siron has been reluctant to use the Cerberus's teeth since he got them.

He's not really keen on using it now.

If given a choice, Xiren would actually prefer to find another unicorn, pluck a hair from its tail to use as the core of his staff. Although it wouldn't be the same unicorn, it would at least be of the same kind.

Unfortunately, there's no other choice now.

"Aww!"

It was as if a wild beast had roared, startling all the creatures in half of the Forbidden Forest.

More centaurs appeared around them, whispering amongst themselves.

Hagrid returned and immediately shielded Harry behind him.

He wanted to go to Rasilon, but as soon as he reached out his hand, he was bumped by a silvery-white creature.

Suddenly, three more unicorns appeared around them, one of which had just bumped into Hagrid.

They surrounded Siron, preventing anyone from approaching.

"How strange," the centaur murmured.

"What's strange?" Harry asked instinctively.

"Before this, unicorns never appeared in groups," the centaur said, staring blankly at the willow branch surrounded in the middle, which the wizards seemed to call a wand.

The centaur could clearly sense two completely different auras colliding fiercely. One was the pure magic unique to unicorns, while the other was the complete opposite, filled with violent and rampant energy.

However, this ferocious aura was much weaker than that of a unicorn and was quickly squeezed to the very end.

Specifically, two small, sharp teeth protrude from the end of the staff, one on the left and one on the right.

At the same time, the already formed staff also changed again, with an additional spiral of golden lines that looked exactly like the horn on a unicorn's head.

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