In the library, Harry, Ron and Hermione sat together to finish their homework, but they were surrounded by people talking about the article, and they couldn't avoid it. Madam Pince had already waved a feather duster to drive away three groups of young wizards who were arguing fiercely, but unfortunately it had little effect.

"Harry, isn't the core of your wand from the same phoenix as the You-Know-Who?" Ron asked.

"Yes, both are from Fawkes." Harry said slowly, he didn't want to admit it.

"Then wouldn't your wand also be on the list?" Ron said excitedly in a low voice.

Harry's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Maybe not," he said, "The newspaper also said that wands and wizards complement each other, and I'm just a student." Although he said so, Harry couldn't help but fantasize that if one day he also achieved similar achievements... No, he felt sick when he thought of Voldemort, so he should change someone else, Headmaster Dumbledore or Professor Happ would be good.

His eyes gradually became blurred.

"But why isn't Headmaster Dumbledore's wand on it?" Ron was flipping through the newspaper, looking for a new topic with great interest.

"It says that only those who have publicly praised their wands will be selected." Harry said casually.

"What about Salazar Slytherin?" "

Maybe because he is too different." Harry remembered Lucius Malfoy's cane, which was very impressive.

At this time, another pair of young wizards started arguing, and they seemed to be a couple.

"How could the professor kill someone?"

"But the newspapers said it."

"It must be a rumor! And it only said 'maybe'. Maybe the rule itself is wrong."

They argued fiercely and were finally driven out by the annoyed Madam Pince.

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other.

"Has the rumor developed to this extent? It's only been one morning." Hermione said in disbelief. She slammed the book shut. "We'd better remind the professor. Obviously someone is up to no good."

"How do you know?" Harry asked.

"There are a lot of loopholes." Hermione lowered her head and spread the newspaper in front of them. Some key points were underlined on it: "Look, first, the article is unsigned, which is very abnormal; second, the reason why only the Elder Wand is on the list is not because of a certain wizard, but just a fairy tale! It looks vague, but the article mentions the cruel way of inheritance and puts the professor's name on it... Think about it, even we only know the name of the professor's new wand by accidentally eavesdropping on the professor's conversation, how did others know it?"

"Hiss~" Ron took a breath and made a lip shape: "Snape?" "

It's unlikely." Hermione shook her head, she looked around and whispered: "Close your ears and block your ears." This spell can turn their voices into an indistinguishable buzzing sound.

"Why? I think there is such a possibility." Harry said. His resentment towards Snape has reached a new high recently. In the last detention yesterday, Snape asked them to clean the old jars, and the smell inside was simply suffocating.

"Because he has a good relationship with the professor." Hermione said simply.

"It's possible," Ron lowered his voice, "Who knows where he got all that information? Even Sirius doesn't know. Plus, he's so secretive. I think he might have spent the whole summer visiting relatives and friends, gathering information from his old friends... He has a good relationship with Malfoy's father!"

Hermione sighed.

"Although I don't like him either, both Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor Happ trust him. Do you think they're idiots?"

Harry and Ron were speechless. This reason was enough to erase all doubts.

"Well, you're right," Ron said gloomily.

"The problem now is that we can't let this rumor spread any further," Hermione said sternly, "It's better to remind the professor."

"Is it necessary?" Harry asked, "The professor is not a fragile person."

"It has nothing to do with fragility. Remember in the second year, you were mistakenly considered the heir of Slytherin? And in the fourth year, we were mistakenly put into the Goblet of Fire?" Hermione analyzed, "If students believe the rumors, the professor may face suspension."

They realized the seriousness of the problem, packed up their things and left. When they passed by the students of Slytherin College, they looked very excited.

"Well done..." A sixth-year Slytherin student said with a blushing face.

Harry asked in confusion, "Are they gloating?" It didn't look like it.

"They are happy! They don't care how the professor got the Elder Wand. Remember what the article said? Invincible..." Hermione said softly, "When I went to the bathroom, I heard Parkinson and Millicent discussing whether Professor Hep could beat Headmaster Dumbledore. From their tone, they seemed to be eager for this."

"What a group of weirdos..." Harry shook his head.

On the other side, Felix came out of the headmaster's office.

His face was changing.

The Elder Wand actually existed, which was something he didn't know before. To be precise, it was the headmaster who personally admitted that the power of the Elder Wand was far greater than that of ordinary wands. He didn't ask about the origin of the wand because Dumbledore obviously didn't want to elaborate.

It might involve a life.

Felix walked in the corridor and occasionally heard students' excited discussions. Some of them were also wondering where Professor Hepp's Elder Wand came from? When the bloody inheritance rules of the Elder Wand were made public, it was bound to bear such suspicious eyes.

Suspicion was inevitable.

Even Dumbledore couldn't avoid it.

What's more, he had some guesses.

There were very few records of Headmaster Dumbledore's actions, but no one would ignore the legendary duel in 1945. In that public duel, Dumbledore defeated the Dark Lord Grindelwald.

The indirect result was the disintegration of the Saints group, which was said to have a population of 100,000.

But Grindelwald is still in Nurmengard, and he is alive and well, so the rumors are wrong, and it is not necessary to kill the original owner, maybe it is just a malicious disarming spell?

From the few conversations with the headmaster, Felix came to a conclusion: the Elder Wand is like an amplifier and guide of strength. It will amplify the power of the wizard holding the Elder Wand. This improvement is still very obvious, but Felix can also understand it:

because the Elder Wand has had many owners in history, and each owner is a strong man in the duel field.

Want to know why young wizards tend to choose brand new wands that have no other owners? In addition to wanting to choose the most suitable one from many wands, another more realistic reason is that second-hand wands will carry the original owner's casting habits, and only a blank sheet of paper can be painted.

The article has already made it clear that the wand chooses the wizard, and the wand and the wizard grow together.

"This also means that the wand has growth potential. Of course, this growth potential is actually dispensable for the owner, at most it will be more convenient." Felix pondered secretly: "But what if this wand falls into the hands of another person who is very suitable for it?"

If the original owner of the wand is a master of Transfiguration, without considering rejection, this wand will help the new owner learn Transfiguration better.

Take himself as an example. His wand is extremely exclusive. After all, his hair is in the wand. But it is not impossible to adjust. He can change the rules of choosing the owner of the wand to wizards who are proficient in ancient magic runes.

Although it is difficult and not something that can be done easily, Felix also has a high level of attainment in wand studies. At least he is very confident: if he spends enough time or cooperates with Mr. Ollivander, he may really be able to change the rules of the wand and minimize rejection.

Perhaps thousands of years later, after his wand absorbs the wisdom and spellcasting habits of the ancient magic masters of all generations, it will also become a legend, an existence similar to the Elder Wand.

In Felix's opinion, the Elder Wand may have been just a powerful wand at the beginning, with top-notch materials, wand core, and manufacturing technology, and may have also incorporated alchemical techniques.

But the most important part that makes the Elder Wand different from ordinary wands is that it can recognize its own master.

This trait is enough for it to learn knowledge and spellcasting habits from multiple masters over a long period of time. Felix thought, Godlot regarded his wand as his partner or even mentor, and used the power of the wand and his own knowledge to write "The Most Poisonous Magic"...

Dumbledore clearly stated that the Elder Wand would not think and communicate like a human, so is it just a faithful record?

After all, its former owners were all very strong. Occasionally, a few of them were useless, but they would leave a deep mark in history because they were controlled by the evil knowledge hidden in the wand.

Felix breathed a sigh of relief.

It is unknown why the wizard who made the Elder Wand did this. Anyway, Felix himself had strong doubts about the existence of the god of death. After all, Beedle the Bard was a person in the 15th century, and there was no similar legend before him...

Judging from himself, Felix felt that the wizard who made the Elder Wand might be an extremely skilled alchemist and wand maker. As for the reason... maybe it was a whim, or it might be an experiment.

Some notes left by Nick Flamel opened Felix's eyes. One of them was about the legend of the cornucopia:

'People often have a strong curiosity about areas they don't understand. If they can't get an explanation, they tend to fill it with their own cognition. Both wizards and Muggles have this bad habit.

Taking the folk legend of the cornucopia as an example, I can think of at least a dozen ways to achieve it, excluding some tricks (such as using the traceless extension spell to hide a batch of gold in advance, and then you can sit back and watch the show), and there are more complicated operations (of course, it is closer to the role of the legendary cornucopia, which is enough to be fake in the ancient times when information was blocked):

the specific method is to attach some small devices that cannot be seen by Muggles to the alchemical items. These devices have a strong sense of gold. They are designed to take the initiative to attack after the Muggle falls asleep and steal the wealth of an innocent wealthy businessman who may be hundreds of kilometers away from him.

This is not difficult, and the Muggle at that time (usually a simple farmer) would only be amazed that he had a treasure that could spontaneously produce gold, a cornucopia, and would not suspect that this unearthed wealth actually belonged to someone else. If it is done cleverly enough, the stolen gold can be melted into a fixed shape and then marked with a unique mark...

In my long life, I have really seen similar behaviors, and therefore, I have always been cautious to control the outflow of my works. My research is strictly for research itself. Of course, it is not ruled out that it is because I made a bet with Perenelle...'

Felix walked by the Black Lake, feeling the breeze blowing, watching Valen chasing a butterfly, its scarf flying behind its head. This feeling is great.

In summary, is there a god of death in this world? He is not sure, but unless the god of death really stands in front of him and he cannot beat him, this question has no practical significance. Whether it is the Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone or the Invisibility Cloak, he only regards them as the works of an extremely skilled alchemist. He

borrows them to study when he encounters them.

This also makes him think that there is really no need to dwell on the Elder Wand and the God of Death.

He also holds the methods of making a large number of magical items such as the Philosopher's Stone and Horcruxes. Oh, yes, there is also a time converter. He is not short of time energy.

"If there really is a god of death in the world, I hope you will appear in front of me and shatter my worldview..." Felix muttered quietly, but soon he changed his mind, "Well, it's better to wait a few years, then we can sit down and talk about magic."

On the way back, he heard some movement behind him, turned around and saw Harry, Ron and Hermione jumped out from behind the pillar.

"Coincidentally, I was looking for you." He said to Harry.

"Professor," Harry said breathlessly, "We heard some rumors, and now everyone is guessing where the wand in your hand came from."

"You'd better clarify it. If you leave it alone, it will definitely get more and more outrageous." Hermione added.

The first two people finished speaking, and when it was Ron's turn, he could only nod his head.

"So this is skipping the authenticity and assuming that I have the Elder Wand?" Felix said with a smile, "Don't worry, someone will help me explain. You can wait and see the latest newspapers. On the contrary, I am very curious about the next development. Will they choose to believe a story that sounds very plausible, or will they be willing to die to know the truth?"

Harry and the others were really frightened by this and stood there in a daze. Felix continued, "I mean those dark wizards with evil intentions."

The three of them immediately laughed awkwardly, "Ah, of course, what else could it be."

"Here, Harry, it's from Mr. Slughorn." Felix threw the small bottle of Felix Felicis to Harry.

"Mr. Slughorn?" Harry caught the small bottle, looked at the golden liquid inside, and shook it casually. The golden droplets jumped like swimming fish. He asked in confusion, "What is this?"

Hermione covered her mouth, "Oh, my God, my God."

"Felix Felicis." Felix answered.

Harry still didn't understand. He had been slacking off most of the time in Potions class. He had low expectations for the course, just wanting to pass it. And the lower grade textbooks didn't include an introduction to potions like Felix Felicis.

Felix looked at Hermione, and gave her the task of explaining. It was a win-win situation.

"The Felix Potion, it has another name, the Luck Potion! It can bring good luck to people, and everything you do will go smoothly." Hermione said, she remembered that she had seen this rare potion from the professor in her second year. She was trying to find out information about the Polyjuice Potion, but the professor took out several bottles of powerful potions, including a small bottle of Felix Potion, which was exactly the same as the one in Harry's hand. As expected

, Harry and Ron opened their eyes wide at the same time. Harry felt that the small bottle in his hand was so hot that he couldn't remember how he took it from the professor.

"That's right," Felix nodded to Hermione, then turned to Harry: "You can ask Miss Granger about the precautions and taboos of this potion. In addition, I have one more question. You don't really think that the potion can change your luck, do you?"

Harry stared at him blankly, "Isn't it?"

"Let me explain it this way," Felix said to them, "Have you ever had this experience? Because of nervousness, you didn't perform well in some important occasions, and you were very upset afterwards. You felt that if you could do it again, you would definitely do better?"

The three people were thoughtful.

"I think so every time after the exam." Ron muttered quietly, "Can the Felix Felix help?"

Felix smiled, "If you have never been exposed to this part of knowledge before, it can do very little. The Felix Felix will stimulate your potential, make you more sensitive, make your judgment more accurate, as if everything is under control... So you can easily do things that you dare not imagine at ordinary times, but the truth is, you already have this potential."

Harry looked at the potion in his hand, and the eagerness in his heart gradually subsided.

"The Felix Felix is ​​a lucky potion, but not a wishing potion." He said.

Felix smiled and nodded.

Harry's eyes suddenly widened, "Wait, doesn't your Mind Cabin have a similar effect? ​​He knew that one of the functions of this magic was to speed up thinking, which sounded similar to the effect of the Felicis.

"Ah," Felix said cunningly, "Don't you know? The effects of spells and potions can replace each other, so to some extent, your idea is not wrong." Just like his name, he can also make "luck" come at any time.