As Harry sat down, he still held tightly onto the cloth bag containing the remnants of the Hoverball 2001, while the other two 'veterans' in the office had roughly guessed the reason for Harry's visit at this time.
"Today, Millieva came by and told me about your condition and also mentioned your flying broomstick --"
Surprisingly, Professor Brian, as the office's head, remained silent, his eyes gleaming intently at him. Instead, Professor Lupin rubbed his hands eagerly over the roaring flame in the fireplace and drifted over lightly.
"It's clear that she is worried about the future prospects of the Gryffindor team this year."
Harry's face and mood darkened instantly as he was once again swept off his feet by the power of Dementors, and now Gryffindor team was just one step away from elimination...
Harry suddenly thought that perhaps he should apologize to Professor McGonagall, as the broom in his hand was given to him by Professor McGonagall when he was in first year, and now, due to his own weakness, it had ended up in pieces.
"Of course..."
Seeing his mood, Professor Lupin immediately added, "Compared to the game, Millieva is obviously more concerned about you."
"That's true..."
At this moment, Professor Brian suddenly interjected, "I've also been scolded by Professor McGonagall."
"But how does it concern you?"
Harry asked in some astonishment.
"Well, Professor McGonagall believes --"
Amoscratched his head and said in a grimace.
"She basically means that if I had been at the match, maybe I could have spotted the signs before the Dementors flooded onto campus... Well, it's a lesson learned. I'm planning to discuss with the heads of all the houses that from now on, any event with more than a certain number of students and teachers should be reported to me in advance so I can clear my schedule to ensure safety."
"That's a good idea, Amoscrat."
Professor Lupin nodded approvingly,
"Even without any extra situations, with you present to supervise, it would prevent conflicts between the young wizards of different houses... To be honest, such things were not uncommon during my years at Hogwarts."
Professor Brian and Professor Lupin discussed the reporting process for a while, and Harry was also interested in this topic. He quietly listened without showing any displeasure with their ignoring him.
"So --"
Suddenly, Professor Brian fixed his gaze on him and said directly,
"Your purpose in coming over, is to ask me to take a look at your broom, Harry?"
"Yes, sir,"
Harry had been carrying the cloth bag the entire time, not letting go even when he sat down. Such an obvious matter wouldn't be missed by a wizard like Professor Brian. Harry immediately stood up, coughing several times, choked by his own spittle due to extreme nervousness.
"The damage is quite severe... I'm not sure--"
Then, under the guidance of Professor Brian and Professor Lupin, Harry clumsily dumped the residue out of the cloth bag.
"Ooh, my goodness..."
Professor Lupin made a small exclamation, but there was not much surprise in his voice. He looked at the broken dust on the desk and sighed deeply.
"That beech tree was planted when I first came to Hogwarts. At first, many young wizards were curious... trying to touch the trunk, and then a student named Davy Gryffin nearly went blind, so the school wouldn't let us go near it anymore... To be honest, no broom can withstand it."
It almost killed Ron and me...
Harry felt a twinge of guilt, but then he noticed that Professor Brian stood up from his seat, bending down to pick up a piece of broom handle residue with his two fingers and examine it closely. Harry immediately stopped breathing and his emerald eyes shone with an intense expectation.
A small period of silence fell in the office, even the sound of the matchbox bursting was almost inaudible.
After a while, Amoscrat picked up another piece of debris with the other hand, comparing it, studying the magical corridors inside the broom that could not be discerned from a normal perspective.
Hoo...
After a long time, Amoscrat held the two pieces of rhombic wood debris that fit together and placed them in front of him. He shook out his wand from his sleeve, muttering something, and then, in Harry's amazed eyes, the connection gap between the two pieces of wood slowly glowed with a faint fluorescence and completely adhered together.
"It worked!"
Harry exclaimed joyfully, "I did it!" like a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.
"Unbelievable--"
Looking at the two pieces of wood debris that had been joined together, Professor Lupin also showed a look of surprise.
"You really can repair Harry's broomstick, Amoscrat, as far as I know, flying brooms are a very delicate alchemical artifact, especially the Hoverball series, in which at least one thousand intricate magical corridors are distributed --"
"Not so simple."
Amoscrat's brief sentence made Professor Lupin stop talking, and also caused Harry's face to freeze in surprise.
"Back to normal --"
Confident in his abilities, Amoscrat pointed the tip of his wand directly at the small pile of splinters on the desk and shouted a clear command.
The tip of the Black Cherry wand shot out a faint gust of air, which sent the wooden shavings soaring into the air. In the midst of occasionally scattered sparks, the disorganized shards aligned themselves and bonded together, and soon a complete Hoverball 2000 appeared in front of everyone!
Success!
Looking at the Hoverball 2000, floating in mid-air enveloped by an indistinct current, Harry's heart was filled with a great sense of joy.
"Your mastery of alchemy is truly impressive, Amoscrat."
Lupin took a deep breath and said in disbelief.
Amoscrat didn't speak. He reached out and took the Hoverball, his focused gaze following the thumb as it rubbed against the broomstick, as if observing something himself.
"Probably like this--"
After a while, Amoscrat regretfully said, seeing Harry's joyful face, he calmly said,
"Don't get too excited, Harry. I haven't repaired your broom."
"But?"
Amoscrat waved his hand to ask Harry to stay quiet,
"Just like Professor Lupin said, the internal structures of most alchemical artifacts are very complex, with hundreds of interconnected and crisscrossing magical corridors. I've managed to weld most of the magical paths within this broom, but lacking the design plans for the broom, those areas that have been destroyed--"
Lupin nodded understandingly, but Harry still didn't understand.
This is just the same spell, but with completely different effects in the hands of different people.
The magical community can be said to be 99% of wizards who know standard spells used in daily life, but do not understand the reasons behind them. Many wizards only know that magic is magical, but they don't realize that magic is not 'random magic'. Similar to science for muggles, magic also follows a set of strict logical rules.
"That is to say--"
Amoscrat explained with great patience.
"In the future, if you want to take a leisurely stroll on the lawn with this broom, or chase after butterflies, I think there won't be any major issues... Perhaps the turning is not as flexible, but you should rely on it for a high-intensity Quidditch match. Harry, I suggest bringing a parachute with you when you go on the field."
