"Maka, what are you doing?"
On the edge of the mountain forest where countless living corpses were wandering, a young man was sitting on the ground leaning against an old Scots pine. He was holding a dead branch in his left hand, and holding a wood chipper in his right hand, letting the sawdust fly to the grass in front of him.
Speaking of which, this wood whittling knife was temporarily borrowed from Sarah, and Sarah used it to make dolls on weekdays.
And while he was quietly scraping the dead branch, another girl stood beside him. The girl held her knees with both hands and leaned over to watch the movements of his hands with an inquiring look on her face.
Under the slightly curly long hair that looked like a golden curtain, the little head swayed gently with every cut of the wood-cutting knife in his hand.
"You should be able to tell, Luna..." When the young man heard the girl's inquiry, he casually stopped what he was doing. While looking up at the latter, he raised the wooden stick in his left hand and showed it, " I want to make myself a new wand - you know, I lost the one I used best."
"Oh, yes... but with dry Scots pine branches?"
The girl tilted her head slightly while still leaning forward, expressing doubts to the young man.
But the young man shrugged.
"Who says it can't be done?" He waved the half-cut dead branch in his hand and said, "When I sat down here just now, it happened to be lying next to my hand - it chose me, didn't it?"
"Did you say that yourself?" But the girl immediately replied, "You said that it is not 'the wand chooses the wizard', but 'the wizard chooses the wand'. So, even if it chooses you, you should refuse it." It?"
"Uh, did I tell you?" The young man blinked and seemed a little embarrassed. He rubbed his scalp with a branch, "Okay! That's right, dead pine branches cannot be used as wands... I admit, in fact, I was just passing the time and cutting a wand model as a souvenir or something."
After Hermione and others heard the news from Sarah that the first batch of wizard troops had landed, they decided to take a rest here and send Neville's patron saint to the mountains ahead to inquire about the enemy's situation. Because she had been impulsive due to the influence of "sin" unconsciously last time, so she decided to be more cautious this time and wait until she reunited with that group of teams before taking action.
So, yes, Maka does have a little free time at the moment.
Beside him, after hearing what he said, the girl seemed to finally acknowledge and be satisfied with his honest answer, and said nothing more. However, she still maintained her original posture, standing beside him and looking at him with interest.
Then gradually, the girl began to understand why he just said to cut a wand "as a souvenir"!
As the dead branch gradually took shape under the knife in the young man's hand, a wand with a rather familiar appearance appeared in front of her little by little.
That was the "Elder Wand", a wand that was said to have been broken and destroyed by Professor Dumbledore himself. It was a wand that was of great significance to many people.
The surface of the slender wand, which is segmented one after another, also has the unique peach pit-like texture of the elder tree. Any wizard who has heard of its name and has taken a look at it will probably not be able to mistake it.
Looking at this fake wand, which was carved from a dead pine branch that highly imitated the Elder Wand, Luna finally spoke again, and unexpectedly suggested:
"Then you should engrave Professor Dumbledore's name on the staff."
"good idea!"
The young man first praised the girl, then lowered his head again. After a moment, he raised the sharp knife in his hand again and carved a line of letters on a certain section of the stick body.
only…
"'Herm-i-one Granger'... Why should Hermione's name be engraved on it?" Following each letter carved by the other party, the girl read it subconsciously, and then realized that this was her friend's first and last name.
"Well," the young man paused for a moment after finishing carving, as if he thought about this issue again, and then raised his head and said to the girl, "I plan to use it as a gift to give to Hermione, I guess. Maybe this can restore my impression in her mind a little bit?"
"Then you should give her a book, one she hasn't read yet." The girl said, "Preferably it's about ancient magical literature." She added.
"Oh!" When the young man heard her last words, he couldn't help but smile, "It seems that you understand her better than me now. Your relationship is so good! It even makes me a little envious."
But at this moment, another voice suddenly sounded from behind the old Scots pine behind him, interrupting the conversation between the two.
"Our relationship has always been very good," the voice said with a mixture of coldness and warmth. "Luna has always understood me better than you... Although I only gradually understood this after experiencing a lot."
When he said these words, the owner of the voice was walking this way. And the moment she finished speaking, her figure just walked out of the shadow of the tree trunk and came to the front of the two of them.
The owner of this voice "happens" to be the owner of the name carved on the wand by the young man with a knife, the current leader, Miss Hermione Granger.
"Well," the young man smiled and nodded at her, then lowered his head and glanced at the fake wand in his hand and said, "Then I will listen to Luna and wait until I find a book you haven't read before, and then give it as a gift. deliver… "
"Um!"
Before the young man could finish his words, he saw the other party spreading his hands towards him, then raising his delicate chin towards him and humming lightly.
The young man blinked again, and then subconsciously handed over the wand in his hand, but the other party turned his hand over and snatched it away halfway.
Then our Miss Granger turned around and left without saying a word.
After the other party walked away, the young man turned his head again and looked at the girl beside him.
The girl was still looking at the back, and just said:
"You know Hermione just walked behind the tree."
"Yes!" said the young man.
"Hermione also knows that you know," the girl added.
"Uh... yes, right?" The young man paused and nodded again.
"So," the girl turned to look at the young man and said, "Hermione has accepted you as you are now, and she should be your lobbyist and try to persuade Harry to accept you again."
"This is really great."
The young man leaned back against the old Scots pine, resting his arms on his head and relaxing a little, and said so.
The sky is still overcast, making the wind in the forest slightly cool, but this may not always make people feel comfortable.