A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts

In the library, Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat together working on assignments. Yet, discussions about the article echoed all around, impossible for them to escape. Madam Pince had tried to shoo away three groups of fervently arguing young wizards with a feather duster, but with little success.

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

"Yeah, both from Fawkes," Harry said slowly, not wanting to admit it.

"Then shouldn't your wand be on the list too?" Ron excitedly whispered.

Harry's heart skipped a beat.

"Maybe not," he said. "The paper said wands complement wizards, and I'm just a student." Despite saying that, Harry couldn't help but fantasize. No, thinking about Voldemort made him sick. He'd rather someone else, Dumbledore or Professor Snape, achieved such feats.

His gaze drifted off.

"But Dumbledore's wand isn't on there?" Ron flipped through the paper, eagerly searching for a new topic.

"It says only those who openly praised their wands made the list," Harry casually remarked.

"Maybe because his wand is too peculiar," Harry recalled Lucius Malfoy's wand, equally memorable.

At that moment, another pair of young wizards began arguing, seemingly a couple.

"How could a professor possibly murder someone?"

"But the newspaper said—"

"It must be a rumor! And it only said 'might.' Maybe the whole rule itself is wrong."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Their quarrel escalated, and finally, an irritated Madam Pince chased them away.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione exchanged looks.

"Has the rumor spread this much in just one morning?" Hermione said incredulously, slamming her book shut. "We better alert the professors; it's clearly someone stirring trouble."

"How do you know?" Harry asked.

"There are a lot of inconsistencies," Hermione said, pointing out key points in the paper they were reading. "Look, firstly, the article isn't signed, which isn't normal. Secondly, the only reason an old wand isn't on the list is due to a wizard, merely a fairy tale! Although the reasoning is vague, the article specifically mentions the old wand's cruel inheritance method and includes the professor's name... Imagine, we only accidentally overheard the professor discussing his new wand; how would others know?"

"Hmm," Ron gasped, shaping his mouth silently, "Snape?"

"Unlikely," Hermione shook her head. Glancing around, she murmured, "Muffliato." The spell turned their conversation into an indistinguishable buzz.

"Why not? I think it's possible," Harry said. His recent resentment towards Snape peaked after the last detention when Snape made them clean old cauldrons, the stench almost unbearable.

"Because he's close to the professor," Hermione said simply.

"Not impossible," Ron whispered, "Who knows how he gathers information? Even Sirius doesn't know. And with his mysterious movements, I bet he spent the whole summer visiting and gathering intel from his 'old friends'... he's quite close to Malfoy's dad!"

Hermione sighed.

"Though I don't like him, Dumbledore and Professor Snape trust him. Do you think both of them are fools?"

Harry and Ron fell silent; her reasoning erased their doubts.

"Alright, you're right," Ron said weakly.

"The issue now is, we can't let this rumor continue spreading," Hermione said sternly. "It's best to warn the professor."

"Is that necessary?" Harry asked. "The professor isn't fragile."

"It's not about fragility. Remember second year when you were mistaken for Slytherin's heir? Or fourth year when we were mistaken for entering our names into the Goblet of Fire?" Hermione analyzed, "If students believe rumors, the professor might face the risk of suspension."

Realizing the severity, they packed up and left. Passing Slytherin students, they seemed unusually excited.

"Well done..." a sixth-year Slytherin exclaimed, flushed with excitement.

"Are they gloating?" Harry asked, puzzled. It didn't seem that way.

"They're actually pleased! They couldn't care less about how the professor got the old wand. Remember what the article said? 'Conquer all in battle...'" Hermione whispered, "I overheard Parkinson and Millicent discussing whether Snape could beat Dumbledore. They seemed eager about it."

"Quite a peculiar bunch," Harry shook his head.

Meanwhile, Felix emerged from the Headmaster's office.

His expression kept changing.

The existence of the Elder Wand was something he didn't know before. Specifically, it was the Headmaster who confirmed the wand's power, though he clearly didn't want to delve into its origins.

Possibly due to a life at stake.

Walking through the corridor, Felix occasionally heard enthusiastic discussions among students. Some were guessing how Professor Snape obtained the Elder Wand. With the bloody inheritance rules made public, he was bound to face such suspicion.

Doubt was inevitable.

Even Dumbledore couldn't avoid it.

Moreover, Felix had some speculations.

Dumbledore's history of duels was scarce, but no one could overlook the legendary duel of 1945. In that public fight, Dumbledore defeated the Dark Wizard Grindelwald.

Indirectly causing the fragmentation of a group boasting a hundred thousand followers.

But Grindelwald was still at Nurmengard, alive and well, so the rumors were wrong. Perhaps it wasn't necessary to kill the previous wand's owner, only a malicious Disarming Charm?

From the scant conversation with the Headmaster, Felix concluded: the Elder Wand acted as an amplifier and a guide for a wizard's power. This enhancement was evident, yet Felix could understand:

Because the Elder Wand had multiple previous owners, and each was a formidable duelist.

Why did young wizards prefer new wands without prior owners? Besides wanting to choose the most suitable from many wands, another practical reason was: second-hand wands carried the former owner's casting habits, making it challenging to adapt.

The article had made it clear: wands chose wizards, and together they grew.

"This also means: wands have room for growth. However, for the owner, it's essentially optional, at most making it more convenient." Felix pondered silently. "But what if this wand fell into the hands of someone exceptionally compatible?"

For instance, if the wand's previous owner was a master of ancient runes, without considering repulsion, the wand would help the new owner learn rune mastery.

In his case, his wand was extremely exclusive, containing his hair. But adjustments were possible; he could alter the wand's owner selection rules to favor a wizard skilled in ancient magical scripts.

Although difficult, not easily achievable, Felix had considerable expertise in wandlore. At least he was confident: with enough time or collaboration with Mr. Ollivander, perhaps they could change the wand's rules, minimizing repulsion.

Maybe, centuries later, his wand, having absorbed the wisdom and casting habits of ancient runic masters, would also become a legend, a presence similar to the Elder Wand.

To Felix, the Elder Wand might have started as a powerful wand: top-tier material, core, and craftsmanship, maybe even incorporating alchemical techniques.

But the most critical aspect — what made the Elder Wand distinct from regular wands — was its ability to choose its master.

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