Seven days later, in the Chamber of Secrets inside Ravenclaw Temple north of Hogwarts Commercial Plaza.
By the window, Allen was using tools at a table to carve runes into a new wand. It looked pitch-black, and unlike the metal wands Allen favored, this one was wooden. After carving the final stroke, he carefully picked up some jet-black animal hairs with a small pair of forceps and placed them into the rear end of the wand shaft—these ominous-looking black strands seemed almost alive, spreading open on their own and connecting their tips to the patterns lining the inside of the wand.
After that, Allen capped the end of the wand. He did not immediately continue with the work of brushing protective liquid onto the new wand; instead, the commotion outside made him stop what he was doing. Through the half-open window, Allen looked up at the lively, noisy scene outside, frowned, and waved his hand, turning the sounds in the room into a faint buzz—because on the double bed that had only recently been moved into the other end of the temple's Chamber of Secrets, Luna was sleeping peacefully on a recliner under a small blanket, one hand resting on her belly, which still showed no visible swell.
Directly south of the temple, apart from the Commercial Plaza, which had gradually settled into proper order and no longer looked as empty as before, there was the broad flight of steps outside Harris Bank, which had not been open for long. Though the interior of Harris Bank, which had been permanently fixed with an advanced Undetectable Extension Charm, could not be seen, the flow of people entering and leaving the entrance was enough to show how popular this Wizarding Bank currently was.
All kinds of transactions in Hogwarts Floating City could