"Many families in the wizarding world have this ancient spell of sealing souls in portraits, and all the memories we have before us will remain in the portraits, but we will also lose our souls forever. ”

"The premise of casting this kind of magic is that the person concerned is willing to sacrifice his soul, otherwise the power of the spell will be greatly diminished. Hoffman explained.

"To whom is that soul?"

"I don't know, maybe it's Death!" Hoffman shook his head, apparently he didn't know.

"Well, then why do some of the people in the paintings look dumb?" asked Canaan again, remembering that there were a lot of portraits hanging in Hogwarts Castle, but they weren't as smart as Hoffman.

"Not everyone intended to sacrifice their souls, they used clever methods, so there will always be some flaws. Hoffman took a straw hat out of nowhere, put it on his head, and shook his head.

Having asked what he wanted to know, Canaan focused his mind on the new wand in front of him. He felt that if he made this wand and spread it in the wizarding world, he would be able to gain a lot of luck points.

......

At dinner time, the Lincolns gathered around the table.

"You said you're going to France next Tuesday for the European Quidditch Championship?" asked Lincoln in surprise. He'd been reading a lot of magic books lately and had learned what Quidditch meant to wizards, and it was the liveliest gathering of wizards.

"But why doesn't the Daily Prophet say it?" complained Lincoln, getting up and finding the Daily Prophet from the bookshelf next to him, and looking through it again.

"Dad, they usually report after the tournament and you can't find it. Canaan smiled, since the last time he showed Lincoln his pictures at Hogwarts, Lincoln had been so curious about anything in the wizarding world that the Daily Prophet every morning seemed to be his exclusive newspaper.

"I've read in Modern Quidditch that those Quidditch players are really cool, flying around on broomsticks. Lincoln continued, with a look of envy.

Seeing Lincoln like a child, Helen couldn't help but laugh and said, "It seems that your father is impatient, so let him go to France with you." ”

"Absolutely. "After all, Canaan is still a minor, and he needs to be accompanied by an adult.

Hearing Canaan's answer, Lincoln next to him smiled excitedly.

After dinner, Canaan arrives at the lab, where he prepares to make a new wand tonight. Then he designed a magic glasses for Lincoln, and Canaan felt that in order to prevent Muggles from mixing in the Quidditch tournament, a lot of Muggle banishment and Muggle shielding charms must have been applied, and he wanted to make a pair of glasses that could resist these spells.

Three hours later, under Hoffman's guidance, Canaan was able to create a new wand.

"Oh, that's pretty cool!" Canaan put the silver ring on his right hand and snapped his fingers, and the wand appeared in his hand. The ring detects specific movements made by the finger to summon the wand.

"You can change a specific move, and the enemy won't give you time to snap your fingers during the battle. Also, there is a delay in the wand being summoned from the ring, so you'll need to change it. Hoffman frowned and suggested that in his opinion the wand still had a lot of flaws, and he wasn't too happy with it.

"Indeed, I will change it again. Canaan nodded in agreement, but he always felt that it was very handsome to snap his fingers and summon a wand.

......

It took another hour for Canaan to put the modified ring on his hand. This time he clenched his right hand and turned his wrist slightly clockwise, and the wand instantly appeared in his hand, much faster than just now.

"Very good, very nice. Seeing Canaan's performance, Hoffman praised with satisfaction.

"Try the wand's stability again, and the strength of its resistance to the Disarming Charm. He continued.

"Of course. ”

.......

Over the course of the night, Hoffman and Canaan were testing the performance data of the new wand, and they were pleased with the fact that the new wand performed impecbly in every way.

During this time, Hoffmann asked many questions carefully and rigorously. According to Hoffman's original words, the wand is the most important weapon for wizards, and there must be no mistakes, which is also the motto of the Hoffman family!

What a hard old man to himself!

However, upon hearing that Canaan wanted to make magic glasses for his Muggle father, Hoffman asked curiously, "Why don't you give your father a Muggle masking charm?"

"That spell is time-sensitive, and if it doesn't work in the middle of the spell, I don't want to take out my wand and cast a spell in public. Also, my dad was interested in magic, and I couldn't always be around him. Canaan explained that he had thought of these questions before.

"Muggles who are interested in magic, that's fun. There is a group of people in every era who complain that they have no magical talent, so they attack wizards like crazy, and several wizarding wars in the Middle Ages were provoked by this group of people. Hoffman said slowly.

"Uh... My dad shouldn't be so boring. Canaan shrugged, then continued, "But isn't there anything in the wizarding world that can help people gain magical talents?" Canaan felt the need to find a plausible explanation for his magical talents.

"How is it possible, I've never seen it before, Muggles have different physiques from wizards, they don't have any sense of magic, and it's hard for magic to stay in their bodies. Hoffman said firmly. He had lived so long that he had never heard of Muggles learning magic.

"Okay. Canaan shook his head helplessly. He suddenly realized how precious that Goddess Tear was!

Would you like to try a piece of cake next time? Canaan had a whim.

However, it was not too late, and Canaan only had time to draw a rough sketch of the design of the magic glasses, and hurried back.

As soon as he got home, he found a black owl carrying a small wooden box that was slowly flying back, high and low, like a helicopter about to turn off, trying to find an open space for an emergency landing. Canaan remembered it as Snape's owl.

He hurriedly stepped forward to catch it, "Thank you, little one. Then he touched its head and took down the small wooden box that was not heavy. At this time, Sindra in the house heard the movement, and also flapped her wings and flew over, greeting her good friend.

Feeding them some nuts, Canaan opened the small wooden box.

"Wow!How could it be!" Canaan was surprised, he didn't expect Snape to send him so many Moonlight Elixirs. I saw that there were about 20 bottles of Yuehua Elixir inside, which were inflicted with a shrinking spell and neatly arranged in a small wooden box.

He carefully noticed that there was a letter pressed under the potion.

"Any preservative will cause irreversible damage to plants, and you are using such inferior elixirs, your stupidity is simply beyond salvation!

Dumbledore brought back a lot of moonflower grass in France, but it still couldn't be planted, so I refined a few dying moonflower grass into potions so that they wouldn't go to waste.

Also, don't send me a letter with your stupid owl next time!!Doesn't it know that you can't on your desk?"

After reading the letter, and glancing at Sindra who was still fighting for food, Canaan suddenly burst out laughing, he could fully imagine Snape's expression of wanting to kill the bird!

Heh! Cold-faced straight man Snape!