Hogwarts: Don't call me the Staff Maker

Chapter 715 One Reason You Can't Refuse

Chapter 715 An Irresistible Reason

Gryffindor's sword, one of the most legendary magical artifacts at Hogwarts, was forged by goblins. It is incredibly sharp and possesses a unique magical property that allows it to absorb and enhance other magical abilities.

For example, if you kill a basilisk with the sword of Gryffindor, the sword will be permanently coated with the basilisk's venom. Placing the sword in Fiery Blaze will also imbue each swing with the heat of the Fiery Blaze—provided, of course, that the sword's material can withstand the heat without damage.

Clearly, previous headmasters were hesitant to attempt this. After all, things capable of withstanding Fiendfire are extremely rare in the magical world; what if the sword were melted by the Fiendfire?

Of the legacy left by the four founders, Hogwarts only has this one item left, and its symbolic significance far outweighs its actual power.

Besides, since we're all wizards, a burning sword isn't necessarily more handy than a magic wand.

However, as a weapon specifically left behind by Godric Gryffindor, this sword is required to be drawn from the Sorting Hat only when a true Gryffindor descendant demonstrates ultimate courage.

Even though it was placed on the shelf right then and there, seemingly within easy reach, when Xilun actually reached out, he grabbed nothing.

This sword is like a lifelike shadow; you can see it, but you can't touch it.

Dumbledore remained calm, showing no surprise whatsoever, having known all along.

"I don't know how to show extraordinary courage at this moment," Siron said. "However, I need you to engrave runes on Salazar Slytherin's locket."

Siren paused for a moment, then raised his voice when he mentioned Salazar Slytherin's name.

"I've tried everything, and it's all failed, but I believe you can definitely do it, right?"

A gust of wind blew in through the window, causing the sword on the shelf to wobble before falling with a clatter and landing diagonally on the floor of the principal's office. After a moment of wobbling, the hilt rested precisely on Xiren's wrist.

Siren simply opened his hand and grasped the sword.

"It seems that besides extraordinary courage, there are other things that can also interest it," Celeste said, turning to Dumbledore.

"You're right." Dumbledore shook his head with amusement.

He never expected that Siren would obtain Gryffindor's sword in this way.

From initial close friendship to later parting ways due to differing ideals, the feud between Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin lasted a long time.

And this kind of emotion will inevitably affect the things around them.

It must be said that Siron really did propose a condition that Gryffindor's sword simply couldn't refuse.

"Hey, what do you mean? What do you mean by this?!"

In the portrait, Phineas Black points at Shiren, shouting indignantly, "Boy, what do you think you're doing to the locket of the great Salazar Slytherin?!"

"It's definitely not going to be turned into a Horcrux again," Siron said casually.

He ignored the jumping and scrambling Phineas, and instead took out the locket and carefully used the tip of his sword to lightly scratch a spot on it—immediately leaving a shallow mark on the originally smooth metal surface.

It wasn't very deep, but Xilun himself didn't use too much force. If he had used just a little more force, he could definitely have reached the standard for inscribing magic runes!

It worked!

A surge of excitement welled up in Xilun's heart.

He should have thought of it sooner; there was no better match than the Gryffindor sword and the Slytherin locket.

"Professor, may I take it back for a while?" Siren asked. "This is my first time trying to inscribe runes on such a large sword. I'm not very skilled yet, so it may take more time."

"Of course, no problem. We agreed on this beforehand," Dumbledore said with a smile. "You don't need to rush. If you don't use it all today, you can take the sword home and take your time. Just write me a letter when everything is ready."

"So how am I supposed to return the sword?" Xilun asked. "After school starts?"

"No need for that," Dumbledore said, pointing to the Sorting Hat on a stool nearby. "You can just put it aside, and I'll find a way to get it back."

Should I pull it out of the hat again?

This is indeed very convenient.

Siren didn't say anything more. After receiving Dumbledore's permission, he took the sword and left the headmaster's office.

Upon returning to the common lounge, the beautiful silver-white sword immediately attracted the attention of many people.

However, most people did not recognize it as the famous Gryffindor sword; they only glanced at it curiously and then paid no further attention.

Harry and his friends ran over from not far away.

"I just saw you come back, up here." Harry waved the Marauder's Map in his hand.

"Nothing's wrong. Looks like we were a little too nervous before," he said to Ron.

"It's always good to be cautious," Ron said, glancing curiously at what Siron was holding.

"But speaking of which, Siron, are you planning to make a wand shaped like a sword? That probably wouldn't be very convenient to use."

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"If it's just for entertainment or everyday use, there shouldn't be any problem," Celen said. "But I don't think that way. It was lent to me by Headmaster Dumbledore, and I just happen to need it."

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"I see." Ron nodded.

While they were talking, Hermione behind them kept looking the silver-white sword up and down, occasionally frowning slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

"That sword—could it be Gryffindor's—oh no, it shouldn't be. How could Headmaster Dumbledore so easily lend something so precious to Sherwin?"

"Hermione, Hermione—what are you muttering about over there?"

Upon hearing Ron's voice, Hermione quickly shook her head.

"No, it's nothing." Hermione looked up and glanced around.

She wanted to take another look at the sword and compare it with the picture she had seen in "Hogwarts: A History of the School".

However, she searched everywhere but couldn't find Xilun.

"Where is Xilun?"

"I already went back to the dorm." Ron sat back down in the armchair.

"He said he wanted to make a few more cane shafts before the holiday, and then he went back. You were right next to him when he said that, didn't you hear him?"

"Because I was thinking about something else," Hermione said, somewhat annoyed, giving Ron a disapproving look.

"Hey, you just said you weren't thinking about anything!" Ron said, looking at Harry with a hint of grievance.

"Harry, you heard that too, didn't you?"

But Harry just shrugged and didn't say anything.

Hermione ignored them and turned back to her dormitory. She decided to go through "Hogwarts: A History" again to see if she had remembered it wrong.

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