Hogwarts: Don't call me the Staff Maker

Chapter 33 Snape's Concerns

After a hasty farewell to Hagrid, Siren grabbed his package and headed back home.

He also saw Harry and his friends as he passed through the open space in front of the castle.

Hermione is making a blue flame that can be put into a bottle to keep them warm.

The Bluebell Flame Charm is a special magical flame that won't burn your hands when you place them on it; instead, it will only make you feel warm. It is one of the most commonly used spells by wizards to keep warm.

However, the term "usually used" here refers to adult wizards. Very few people can learn this spell in their first year. If Professor Flitwick had seen Hermione do this, he would probably have given Gryffindor five points.

Well... a professor did see it, but unfortunately it wasn't Professor Flitwick, it was Snape, and it wasn't her who saw it.

"What are you holding, Potter?"

"It's Quidditch." Harry showed it to him.

"Confiscated. No books from the library are allowed to be taken out of the castle." Snape snatched the books away. He seemed to be in a good mood today, as he didn't lose any points.

Siren walked by, not wanting to get involved, but Snape went on a killing spree.

"Halt, Ollivander, what are you holding!" Snape said, floating like a bat in front of Siron.

"I bought some things, and the owl just delivered them," Xiren said, showing the brown paper bag in his hand.

Snape pursed his lips, said nothing, and did not, as he had done with Harry, make up a rule on the spot to take away Siren's things.

He was only targeting Harry, not all Gryffindors. It's a shame he couldn't deduct a few points from the Gryffindors to add to the fun.

He's in a really good mood today.

But just as Snape was about to leave, he suddenly smelled a familiar scent... the smell of blood.

As a potion master, he was all too familiar with this smell.

In an instant, his gaze was fixed on the brown paper bag in Xilun's hand.

"Open it!" Snape looked at Sirius with a stern expression. "Now, immediately, and don't make me say it a second time!"

Xilun was very cooperative and opened the bag in no time.

Snape immediately peered inside.

Harry and his two companions, whose books had just been confiscated, also quietly approached, their faces full of curiosity.

Then they saw several bloody hearts, each the size of an egg.

"Ugh!" Hermione was the first to cry out, her lips pursed and her face pale. The other two weren't much better off; Ron was even worse off than Hermione, he almost threw up.

Snape's expression was also not good, but not because he had seen the bloody things.

As a potion master, dealing with these things is the most basic thing for him. Even the rat spleens and toad livers used by students in potion classes are sold by the barrel. This little bit of stuff is nothing to him.

Snape was thinking about something else.

Hearts are rarely used in potions. They are often associated with dark magic, including many famous curses, which require a heart as a medium.

Students researching dark magic—Hogwarts has precedents for this—so he couldn't help but be nervous.

"What is this!" Snape demanded sharply.

"The heart of the red hat," Celen said.

Why buy this kind of thing?

"Of course it's because I'm useful." Siren glanced at him. "There's no rule in Hogwarts that forbids students from buying the Red Hat Heart."

Snape's expression stiffened, then he said coldly, "Now that this rule is in place, you'd better tell me the truth!"

"Okay, I'll use it to make a wand," Siron said.

"Liar!" Snape's gaze was piercing. "No one would ever make a wand from Red Hat's heart."

"I'm sorry, Professor Snape, I think you're wrong..."

Before Siren could speak, Harry stepped forward.

"We witnessed firsthand how Celen created a wand with the core of Red Hat's heart nerve."

“That’s right.” Ron stepped forward as well. “I saw them too, Neville and Seamo.”

The two spoke with great conviction, and did not seem to be lying at all.

This made Snape hesitate a bit.

He suddenly looked into Harry's eyes.

Because he was telling the truth this time, Harry wasn't afraid of Snape at all and met his gaze with confidence.

But the next second, Harry instinctively lowered his head again...

For some reason, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He had a strange thought, as if Snape could see right through him.

Snape's expression changed as well. He looked at Siron with the same disdain one might show to a rare animal, muttering something under his breath.

The voice was too soft for anyone to hear clearly; they could only vaguely make out the phrase, "It's actually true..."

Siren twitched his lips... Snape must have used Legilimency on Harry just now, there's no mistake, he definitely did.

This feeling is very strange.

Even though he was the main culprit in this whole affair, and he was the one who first brought up the wand thing, Snape still wanted to use Legilimency on Harry to confirm his testimony.

Of course, it's not that Siron wanted to be leged up—no one would like that—but this blatant "favoritism" is really eye-catching.

However, even if Snape did use Legilimency on himself, he wouldn't be able to see anything.

As a wizarding family that has existed for over two thousand years, and the only wand-making family in Britain, Ollivanders are involved in too many secrets. How could they not have a way to protect their memories?

In fact, when Siron first opened that old and worn book, "Wands and Wizards," as a child, his memory was protected by the complex and dizzying magic circle engraved on the title page of that ancient book.

Magic circles, such as those from Niven's time, are even older, products of Merlin's era, as is the book "Wands and Wizards."

It's like getting a free brain surgery, and an enhanced version at that.

Because apart from Legilimency, the Imperius Curse also doesn't work on him... provided it's a normal wizard's Imperius Curse, except for people like Dumbledore, Tom Riddle, or Grindelwald.

After all, it's something from over a thousand years ago, and nobody knows how to maintain it, so it's normal for it to have some flaws. At least when facing 99% of the other wizards, Xilun is still quite confident.

On the other hand, after learning the "truth" of the matter, Snape quickly accepted the fact that Cyren could make wands from the heart of the Red Hat.

As I said before, wizards who deal with wands are all abnormal; they can accept any strange or bizarre thing they develop.

But even if I accept it, the things still have to be confiscated. What kind of behavior is it for a first-year student to be fiddling with a bloody heart in the dormitory?

"This is a one-time exception." Snape snatched the bag away. "From now on, you're not allowed to buy these things on your own at school."

"What will I do if I need it in the future?" Xilun was definitely not convinced, and was also a little distressed.

Red Hat Hearts aren't worth much, but for wizards in Knockturn Alley, delivering something to Hogwarts is a risky deal that requires extra payment.

This package cost one Galleon in Xilun; if you exchanged it for snacks, it would be enough to feed a dorm for three days.

"I am a wand maker, registered with the Ministry of Magic, and I have the right to create," Siron argued.

"That's no reason for you to make a deal with a dark wizard," Snape said coldly. "You can talk to the professor."

"Looking for you?"

Siren swore he was just trying to outdo Snape and give him a piece of his mind, but to his surprise, Snape nodded after a moment's thought.

"Can."