In the library, Harry, Ron and Hermione sat together to do their homework, but there were sounds of talking about the article everywhere, and they couldn't avoid it. Mrs. Pins had already waved her feather duster to drive away the three groups of young wizards who were blushing, but unfortunately she had little effect.

"Harry, isn't your wand core from the same phoenix as the mysterious man?" Ron asked.

"Yes, it's all from Fox." Harry said slowly, he didn't want to admit it.

"Then won't your wand be on the list?" Ron said in a low voice in excitement.

Harry's heart suddenly pounded.

"May not," he said, "the newspaper also said that the wand and the wizard complement each other, and I am just a student." Despite this, Harry could not help but fantasize that if one day he achieved similar achievements... No, he would feel nauseous when he thought of Voldemort, and it would be better for him to change his person, President Dumbledore or Professor Hepp.

His eyes gradually became blurred.

"But why is Principal Dumbledore's wand not on it?" Ron flipped through the newspaper, looking for new topics with great enthusiasm.

"As mentioned above, only those who publicly praise their wand will be selected." Harry said casually.

"What's going on with Salazar Slytherin?"

"Maybe it's too alternative." Harry remembered Lucius Malfoy's cane, which was impressive.

At this time, another pair of little wizards started arguing, and it seemed that they were still lovers.

"How could a professor kill someone?"

"But it's said in the newspaper."

"It must be a rumor! And it's just about 'possible', maybe the rules themselves are wrong."

They were quarreling, and finally all the annoyed Mrs. Pins drove them out.

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other.

"Have the rumors developed to this level? It's only been one morning," Hermione said incredibly, and she closed the book, "We'd better remind the professor that it's obvious that someone is trying to do something bad."

"How do you know?" Harry asked.

"There are many flaws." Hermione lowered her head and spread the newspaper in front of them. Some key points on it were marked online: "You see, first, the article has no signature, which is very abnormal; second, the reason why the old wand is on the list is not because of a certain wizard, it is just a fairy tale! It looks vague, but the article mentions the cruel inheritance method and puts the professor's name on it... Think about it, even we just eavesdropped on the professor's conversation by chance, and then we learned the name of the professor's new wand. What did the others know through?"

"Hiss~" Ron took a breath and gestured: "Snape?"

"Not very likely," Hermione shook her head, looked around and chanted softly: "Close the ear plug and listen." This spell can turn their voice into an indistinguishable buzzing sound.

"Why? I think it's possible." Harry said that his recent resentment towards Snape broke through a new high. During his last lockdown yesterday, Snape asked them to clean old jars, and the smell inside was so sucked.

"Because he has a good relationship with the professor," Hermione said simply.

"It's not impossible," Ron lowered his voice: "Who knows how his information came about? Even Sirius didn't know. In addition, his whereabouts were mysterious, I asked me to say that maybe he was visiting relatives and friends all summer vacation, and asking for information with his old friends... He had a good relationship with Malfoy's father!"

Hermione sighed.

"Although I don't like him either, President Dumbledore and Professor Hepp trust him. Do you think they are both stupid?"

Harry and Ron were speechless, and this reason was enough to erase all doubts.

"Okay, you're right." Ron said sadly.

"The problem now is that this rumor cannot be spread anymore," Hermione said grimly: "It's better to remind the professor."

"Is this necessary?" Harry asked. "The professor is not a vulnerable person."

"It has nothing to do with vulnerability. Do you remember the second grade? You were misunderstood as Slytherin's heir? And the fourth grade, we were misunderstood to throw our names into the Goblet of Fire?" Hermione analyzed: "If students believe the rumors, the professor may face a suspension."

They realized the seriousness of the problem, packed up their things and left, and they looked very excited when they passed by the Slytherin College students.

"Beautiful job..." said a sixth-grade Slytherin student blushed.

Harry asked in confusion, "Are they gloating?" It didn't look very similar.

"They are happy! They don't care how the professor got the old wand. Remember what the article said? Invincible..." Hermione said softly, "When I went to the bathroom, I heard Parkinson and Millison discuss whether Professor Hepp could beat President Dumbledore. When they heard their tone, they seemed to be impatient."

"What a bunch of weird guys..." Harry shook his head.

On the other side, Felix came out of the principal's office.

His face changed.

The old wand actually existed, which was something he didn't know before. To be precise, the principal personally admitted that the power of the old wand was far greater than that of the ordinary wand. He did not ask the origin of the wand, because Dumbledore obviously did not want to explain it in detail.

It may involve a life.

Felix walked in the corridor and occasionally heard the students' discussions. Some of them were also guessing where Professor Happ's old wand came from? When the bloody inheritance rules of the old wand were made public, they would have to bear this suspicious gaze.

Suspicion is inevitable.

Even Dumbledore could not avoid it.

Besides, he had some speculations.

Principal Dumbledore's hand-on record is pitifully small, but no one will ignore the legendary duel in 1945. In that public duel, Dumbledore defeated a generation of Dark King Grindelwald.

The result indirectly is the disintegration of the saints group, which claimed to have a hundred thousand numbers.

But Grindelwald is still in Neumangard, and he is living well, so the rumors are wrong. It is not necessary to kill the original owner, but it may be just a malicious disarming spell?

From a few conversations with the principal, Felix came to a conclusion: the old wand is similar to a strength amplifier and guide. It will amplify the power of the wizard holding the old wand. This improvement is still obvious, but Felix can understand it:

Because the old wand has many masters in history, and each master is a strong man in the duel arena.

You should know why the little wizard prefers to choose a brand new wand without other masters? In addition to choosing the one that suits you most from the many wands, another more realistic reason is that the second-hand wand will have the original owner's spell casting habit, and it is easy to draw on white paper.

That article has made it clear that the wand chooses a wizard, and the wand and the wizard grow together.

"This means: the wand has growth potential. Of course, this growth potential is actually optional for the owner, and at most it is easier to use." Felix thought to himself: "But what if this wand falls into the hands of another person who fits it very well?"

If the original owner of the wand was a master of transforming techniques and without considering repulsion, this wand would help the new owner learn transforming techniques better.

Taking him as an example, his wand is extremely exclusive. After all, his hair is in the wand. But it is not impossible to adjust. He can change the rules of choosing a wand to a wizard who is proficient in ancient magical texts.

Although this is difficult and not easy to do, Felix also has considerable achievements in wand science, at least he is very sure: if he spends enough time, or works with Mr. Ollivand, he may be able to change the rules of wands and minimize repulsion.

Perhaps thousands of years later, after his magic wand absorbs the wisdom and spell casting habits of ancient magic masters from all ages, it will become a legend, an existence similar to an old magic wand.

Felix thought that the old wand might be just a powerful wand at the beginning, with its top-notch material, core and manufacturing technology, and may also incorporate alchemy techniques.

But the most important part of the old wand is that it can recognize its own master.

This trait is enough to allow it to learn knowledge and spell casting habits from multiple owners over a long period of time. Felix thought, Godlot regarded his wand as his partner and even a mentor, and used the power of the wand and his knowledge to write the "The Most Poison Magic"...

Dumbledore made it clear that the old wand doesn’t think and communicate like a human, so is it just a faithful record?

After all, its former owners were very strong. Occasionally, a few of them could not be supported by the wall, but instead left a strong mark in history because they were manipulated by the evil knowledge hidden in the wand.

Felix breathed a sigh of relief.

It is unknown why the wizard who created the old wand did this. Anyway, Felix himself had strong doubts about the existence of the god of death. After all, Shiwenbidou was a person from the fifteenth century, and there was no similar legend before him...

By judging others by oneself, Felix felt that the wizard who might have built the old wand was an extremely skilled alchemist and wand craftsman. As for the reason... it may be a whim, or it may be an experiment.

Some notes left by Nick Lemay opened Felix's horizon, one of which was the legend about the Cornucopia:

‘People often have strong curiosity about areas they don’t understand. If they cannot be explained, they tend to fill it with their own cognition. Whether they are wizards or Muggles, they have this bad habit.

Taking the folk legendary treasure pot as an example, I can come up with at least a dozen ways to implement it, to eliminate some tricks (such as using the traceless stretching spell to hide a batch of gold in advance, and then you can sit down and watch the show), and there are more complex operations (of course, it is also closer to the role of the legendary treasure pot, which is enough to be fake in ancient times when information is blocked):

The specific method is to attach some small devices to alchemy items that cannot be seen by Muggles. These devices have strong sensing capabilities for gold. They are designed to take the initiative to attack after the Muggles fall asleep and steal the wealth of an innocent wealthy businessman who may be hundreds of kilometers away from him.

This was not difficult, and the Muggles at that time (usually a simple farmer) would only marvel at the fact that they had a treasure that could spontaneously produce gold, a treasure pot, without doubting that the wealth that flew into a flock of people actually belonged to others. If they were done cleverly enough, they could melt the stolen gold into a fixed shape and then put a unique mark...

I have truly seen similar behaviors in my long life, and therefore, I have always carefully controlled the outflow of my works. My research is for the purpose of studying itself, and of course, it is not ruled out that it is because I made a bet with Perenal...'

Felix walked by the black lake, feeling the pleasure of the breeze, and watching Valen run after a butterfly, with its scarf rising behind his head, which felt great.

To sum up, is there a god of death in this world? He is not sure, but unless the god of death is really standing in front of him and he can't beat it, this question has no practical significance. Whether it is the old wand, the resurrection stone or the invisible cloak, he only regards it as the work of an extremely clever alchemist.

If you meet it, borrow it to study it.

This also made him think that there was no need to worry about the old wand and the god of death.

He also holds a large number of magical items such as magic stones and hordes in his hand. Oh, by the way, there is also a time converter. He does not lack time energy.

"If there is really a god of death in the world, I hope you will appear in front of me and shake my views..." Felix murmured in a low voice, but soon he changed his mind, "Well, it's better to be a few years in the evening, and then we can sit down and talk about magic."

On the way back, he heard something behind him and turned around to see Harry, Ron and Hermione jumped out from behind the pillar.

"It just so happens that I want to find you." He said to Harry.

"Professor," said Harry panting, "we've heard some rumors, and now everyone is guessing where the wand in your hand comes from."

"You'd better clarify, let it go regardless, it will definitely become more outrageous." Hermione added.

The first two people finished speaking, and when it was Ron's turn, he could only nod.

"So this is just skipping the authenticity, and I am the one who holds the old wand?" Felix said with a smile, "Don't worry, someone will explain it to me, you are waiting to read the recent newspaper. On the contrary, I am curious about the next development. They choose to believe in a story that sounds very similar, or to know the truth even if they are torn to pieces."

Harry and the others were really frightened by these words and stood there. Felix then said, "I mean those dark wizards who have bad intentions."

The three of them immediately laughed, "Ah, of course, otherwise what else can it be."

"Hold, Harry, it was given to you by Mr. Slughorn." Felix threw the small bottle containing the Fuling agent to Harry.

"Mr. Slughorn?" Harry took the small bottle, looked at the golden liquid inside, and shook it casually, and the droplets of gold jumped like swimming fish. He asked in confusion: "What is this?"

Hermione covered her mouth, "Oh my god, my god."
To be continued...