( ) "Maca, what are you doing?"

On the edge of the mountain forest where countless living corpses wandered, a young man was sitting on the ground leaning against an old Scots pine. He held a dead tree branch in his left hand, and a wooden paring knife in his right hand, and let the sawdust fly to the grass in front of him.

Speaking of which, this wooden paring knife was temporarily borrowed from Sarah, and Sarah has been using it to make dolls on weekdays.

While he was quietly scraping off the dead branch, another girl was standing beside him. The girl propped her hands on her knees, leaning over to observe the movements of his hands with a probing face.

Under the slightly curled long hair that looked like a golden curtain, the little head shook slightly with every cut of the wooden knife in his hand.

"You should be able to tell, Luna..." The young man casually stopped his hands when he heard the girl's question, and raised his head to look at the latter, while raising the wooden stick in his left hand to show, " I wanted to make myself a new wand—you know, I lost the one I used to have the best hand."

"Oh yes . . . but with a dry Scotch pine?"

The girl tilted her head slightly while maintaining a bent posture, expressing her doubts to the young man.

But the young man shrugged.

"Who says it can't?" He waved the half-cut dead branch in his hand, "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 it yourself?" But the girl replied immediately, "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 reject it." it?"

"Uh, did I say that?" The young man blinked his eyes, seemed a little embarrassed, and rubbed his scalp with a branch, "Okay! That's right, dead pine branches really can't be used as magic wands... I admit, actually I'm just passing the time and chopping up a wand model as a memento or something."

Before Hermione and the others heard the news from Sarah that the first batch of wizard troops had landed, they decided to take a rest here and at the same time send Neville's patron saint to the mountains ahead to find out the enemy's situation. Because she was impulsively affected by "sin" unconsciously last time, she decided to be more cautious this time, and wait until she joined that group of teams before taking action.

So, yes, Maca does have a little free time right now.

And beside him, after hearing what he said, the girl seemed to have finally recognized and was satisfied with his honest answer, and didn't say anything 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 said that the rooted wand was "to be remembered" just now!

As the dead branch gradually took shape under the planing knife in the young man's hand, a magic wand with a familiar shape appeared before her eyes little by little.

It was the "Elder Wand", which was said to have been broken and destroyed by Professor Dumbledore himself. It was a wand that meant a lot to many people.

The surface of the slender wand, one after another, has the unique peach-pit-shaped texture of elderberry. Any wizard who has heard its name and seen it, probably cannot admit it wrong.

Looking at this fake wand carved with dead pine branches that highly imitated the Elder Wand, Luna finally spoke again, unexpectedly and reliably suggested:

"Then you should engrave Professor Dumbledore's name on the rod."

"good idea!"

The young man first praised the girl, then lowered his head again, and after a while, he raised the sharp knife in his hand again, and carved a line of letters on a certain section of the staff.

only…

"'Herm-i-one Granger'...Why is Hermione's name engraved on it?" Following each letter engraved by the other party, the girl subconsciously read it out, and then realized that it was her friend's first and last name.

"Well," the young man paused after he finished engraving, as if he had thought about this issue again, and then he raised his head and said to the girl, "I plan to give it to Hermione as a gift, I guess Maybe this can restore my impression in her heart a little?"

"Then you should give her a book, one she hasn't read yet." The girl said, "It's best about ancient magic literature." She added.

"Oh!" The young man couldn't help laughing when he heard her last sentence, "It seems that you know her better than I do now, your relationship is really good! I even feel a little envious."

But at this moment, another voice suddenly sounded from behind the old Scotch pine behind him, interrupting the conversation between the two of them.

"Our relationship has always been very good," said the voice halfway, "Luna has always understood me better than you...Although I only gradually understood this after going through a lot."

When these words were spoken, the owner of that voice was walking this way. And the moment she finished speaking, her figure just stepped out of the shadow of the tree trunk and came in front of the two of them.

The owner of this voice "coincidentally" is also the owner of the name engraved on the body of the wand by the young man with a knife, the current leader, Miss Hermione Granger.

"Well," the young man nodded at her with a smile, then lowered his head and glanced at the fake wand in his hand and said, "Then I'll follow Luna's advice, and I'll give it as a gift when I find a book you haven't read yet. deliver…"

"Um!"

Before the young man finished speaking, he saw the other party spread his hands towards him, then raised his delicate chin at him, and hummed lightly as a signal.

The young man blinked again, and then subconsciously handed over the wand in his hand, but the other party turned over his hand and snatched it halfway.

Then our Miss Granger turned and left without saying a word.

Waiting for the other party to walk away~lightnovelpub.net~ The young man turned his head again to look at the girl beside him.

The girl was still looking at that figure, but said in her mouth:

"You know Hermione just went behind the tree."

"Yes!" said the young man.

"Hermione knows you know too." The girl said again.

"Uh...yes, right?" The young man paused for a moment, then nodded again.

"So," the girl turned her head to look at the young man and said at this moment, "Hermione has accepted you as you are now, and she should be a lobbyist for you, trying to persuade Harry to accept you again."

"That's pretty cool."

The young man leaned back on the old Scots pine, relaxed his arms slightly, and said so.

The sky is still overcast, making for a cool breeze in the woods, but that's not always a good thing.