Travel from Hogwarts

There was nothing to say all night, and in the blink of an eye, it was Saturday.

This day was the best day for Drinker and Hagrid.

Since there were no classes that day, Drinker didn't get up until nine o'clock.

After getting up, he went to the kitchen to have a meal as usual, and then he was ready to go to Hagrid's hut.

It was a rare light rain today. It had been almost two weeks since he came to Hogwarts, and this was the first time Drinker had seen rain.

The rain seemed to have been falling for a long time, and the air was filled with moisture.

"Waterproof and rainproof!" Because it wasn't raining too much now, Drinker didn't choose to go back to get the umbrella, but chose to go directly to Hagrid's hut in the drizzle.

As for the waterproof spell, since this kind of thing can be used, there is no need to use it.

Drinking in the drizzle, Drink seemed particularly relaxed. He liked rain and snow. This hazy weather would make Drink feel better, so he was looking forward to today.

In the rain, Hagrid's hut has a different scene. To be honest, although Hagrid's house is not as gorgeous and elegant, it does have a different kind of poetry under the hazy drizzle.

"Hagrid, is Hagrid at home? I'm Drinker!" Coming to the door, Drinker knocked on Hagrid's old wooden door.

Not long after, Drinker heard a clanking sound in the room, and then Hagrid's huge body appeared.

"Drink, come on, come in." Hagrid waved his big hand, trying to let Drink into the room.

Drinker didn't waste any time and walked directly in. However, after Drinker entered the room, Hagrid looked around like a thief and then quietly closed the door.

"You don't have to do this, it's not something shameful," Drinker said. He actually had selfish motives for helping Hagrid. Hagrid could obtain many magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest, such as the ornaments placed at his door. The horns of the fire-footed ox and rhinoceros can be sold for a thousand galleons each.

So Drinker helped Hagrid just to get some such materials in the future.

"I'm afraid of being discovered," Hagrid said with a sincere smile.

"Take out the umbrella, no, take out the wand!" Drinker stopped talking nonsense and went directly to the topic.

There was still an inexplicable smell in Hagrid's room just like last time, which made Drinker very uncomfortable.

"Hagrid, open the window, let it get some air, and the rainy day will help repair the wand." Drinker wanted to say it directly, but felt that this was not good, so he said it tactfully.

"Wouldn't this be discovered?" Hagrid was still a little cautious. He seemed to be a little too timid.

"Don't worry, it's okay. I'm here. My teacher is Ollivander. Is there anything wrong with me repairing the wand? Besides, you don't, too. In short, it's okay." Because Hagrid looked coy. This made Drinker feel a little uncomfortable, so he almost told him about the secret room directly.

"Well, then," Hagrid saw that Drinker insisted on doing this, so he had no choice but to open the window and let the air in.

"Huh, this is the breath of nature." After opening the window, Drink took a deep breath and felt great satisfaction.

"Okay, give me the wand." After adjusting, Drink asked for the wand again.

"Okay, okay, give me a moment and I'll get it," Hagrid agreed and then turned around to get the wand.

After a while, Hagrid brought over his old pink umbrella.

"Okay, give it to me," Drinker stretched out his hand and asked again.

Hagrid handed it over and Drinker grabbed it, but Hagrid didn't let go.

"Give it to me!" Drinker said again.

"You can really fix it!" Hagrid said, with pleading and sadness in his voice.

"Don't worry, don't you want a complete wand? I can help you." Drinker said again. In fact, he was already unhappy, but for the sake of long-term development, Drinker still didn't have a batch. Boom.

Finally, when Drinker asked for an umbrella for the fifth time, Hagrid finally let go.

"Okay, let's watch now," Drinker ignored Hagrid and concentrated on facing the umbrella in front of him.

First, he used a small smashing charm to open the umbrella, and then pulled out the broken wand inside.

Oak is gray with a bit of white in color. The characteristic of this magical tree is its good flexibility and, in layman's terms, its resistance to damage.

Hagrid's old wand was broken in half from the middle. This method is a bit cruel for wands. For wandmakers, wands are alive, so when Drinker saw this, The wand still feels a little distressed.

The wand has a soul, and a intact wand is alive, but Drinker can't feel the aura of the wand at all on this wand.

"Is it because there is no wand core?" Hagrid can still use magic, which proves that the wand can still be used, so the reason can only be the wand core.

Yes, this is a wand from several centuries ago. Unlike Drinker's black dragon wand, the pure wood wand's spiritual energy will be very weak. However, this kind of wand usually does not cause any accidents, but it cannot explode. Out of extraordinary strength.

"Can, can it be repaired?" Hagrid kept staring at Drinker. He saw Drinker's expression changing again and again. He felt bad in his heart. He thought his wand could not be restored.

"It's not difficult to repair the wand. It just needs to be cemented together with oak wood. However, if you do that, it will destroy the overall structure of the wand and cause the wand's internal instability," Drinker explained. In fact, this is different from the internal structure of the wand. The runes are very complex, and they are magic runes that Drinker is not familiar with. This is the key to the continued use of the wand.

Drinker doesn't understand the magic at all, and Master Ollivander hasn't taught him the magic yet, so he seems unable to repair the wand.

He didn't tell Hagrid directly, but spoke tactfully.

In the end, he still regretted that the runes on the wand were too complicated and he could barely carve one or two. But if new oak wood was used to connect it, it is estimated that even if the wand was repaired, the effect would be greatly reduced, and it might only be as good as it is now. Ding Dian, it's like it hasn't been repaired.

Now, Drink understood why the teacher asked him to handle it on his own, because Master Ollivander knew that this was not something Drink could do.

"A little arrogant!" Drinker thought in his heart. He thought that if he could make a wand, he could repair it. Unexpectedly, he was overthinking it.

Thinking carefully about the previous accidents, they were all due to arrogance. For example, the incident at the lake was because I was too arrogant, and the incident with Malfoy was also because I thought my strength was too high and was arrogant.

"I, I didn't understand a bit," Hagrid said, scratching his head in embarrassment after listening to Drinker's somewhat professional words.

"To put it simply, it can be repaired, but it is very complicated, and even if it is repaired, the wand will not be restored to its strongest strength," Drink explained, and this time he made it clear.

"So that's it. I thought it couldn't be fixed. It doesn't matter Drink, as long as you can fix it. This wand has been with me for more than 50 years, and I have feelings for it." Then Hagrid said.

"Are you sure? This kind of wand is as good as unrepaired," Drinker said. In fact, he was a little embarrassed. If it were his teacher who repaired it, I'm afraid it would be intact. In the end, it's still his own ability. no.

"It doesn't matter, Drinker, as long as you can repair this wand." Hagrid said, not caring about the magic problem.

Seeing the extremely sincere Hagrid, Drinker felt a little ashamed. He regretted that he had forced himself to help Hagrid repair his wand a few days ago. He was so half-baked, didn't he mislead others?

"Wait," suddenly Drinker thought of a solution.

"Actually, I can make you a new wand," Drinker said with his eyes shining.