After the women completed their transformation, they gradually adapted to their body changes under Arwen's guidance, reborn.
Moreover, Arwen is also prepared to personally teach these new witches to learn and master magic.
Kael was having the men successively enter the blood pool to fuse with dragon blood and gain magical abilities.
The numbers exceeded the quota, and the existing fire dragon blood wasn't enough for everyone to complete the transformation.
Kael specially selected the most excellent and loyal hundred from among them, separating them into another group to wait.
After the first group absorbed dragon blood power and completed blood fusion, Kael again used the enlarged pool to create a blood fusion potion sufficient for the remaining personnel to transform.
Fire dragon blood had no remaining stock, so Kael directly chose to use frost dragon blood as a replacement.
The frost dragon was an ancient dragon. Its contained magical power was thousands of times that of a wyvern. While originally, one barrel of fire dragon blood could let one person complete a transformation, one barrel of frost dragon blood was enough to transform ten people into wizards.
The frost dragon's body was massive. Kael had collected over a hundred barrels of dragon blood.
He took out ten barrels of frost dragon blood and poured them into the pool.
Unlike the previous blood fusion potion resembling scalding lava, after adding frost dragon blood, the potion turned ice blue, radiating extreme cold.
The entire room's temperature plummeted due to the pool's potion, as if winter had arrived.
Looking at that unfrozen pool radiating cold air, everyone suspected that entering it would freeze them into ice sculptures.
Leading them was Dunlending chief Bróg, who directly took the lead, jumping into the pool.
The next second, he felt his entire body freeze. Consciousness and thinking became stiff and slow. That cold penetrated to his very core, making him unable to make a sound.
The others were all personnel Kael selected for their highest courage, willpower, and loyalty. Without hesitation, they all leaped into the cold pool.
Everyone in the pool fell frozen stiff. The piercing chill, along with dragon blood drilled into their bodies, froze blood vessels and hearts, making their brains feel sluggish, yet the pain was incredibly clear.
As if being sliced by countless ice blades or having every inch of flesh filled with ice needles, the pain was no less than that of those who previously fused fire dragon blood, perhaps even worse.
But benefits were also relative.
Previous people all fused and absorbed wyvern dragon blood.
This time, what was absorbed was frost dragon blood.
After the transformation, these people who absorbed frost dragon blood would have somewhat stronger magic power than the previous people.
As time passed, the dragon blood in the pool was completely absorbed. Everyone broke out of ice shells.
Not only did these people's physical qualities change, but their eyes also carried a trace of ice blue, and their bodies radiated faint cold air.
Everyone looked at their changes with joy and surprise.
The most talented Dunlending chief, Bróg, was even self-taught, sensing magic within his body. Lightly touching the pool water with his finger, he instantly froze a small layer of ice.
Such ability made even Kael show surprise.
This Bróg truly impressed him. Just gaining magic power, already able to figure out some ability.
This could be called genius.
When all 540 people completed transformation, Kael waved clearing away residual liquid and dregs in the pool, then led everyone back to the banquet hall.
Looking at these people, Kael had some difficulty again.
Apparently, he still needed to specially train a wandmaker; otherwise, he alone had no time to make wands for so many people.
However, wands were wizards' spellcasting weapons. Without matching wands, wizards could hardly cast magic precisely and efficiently, and were even unable to release powerful spells.
One could say whoever mastered wandmaking was equivalent to a weapons manufacturer.
Such an important thing, Kael naturally couldn't casually hand out.
So he needed to select someone with wandmaking talent who would be forever loyal only to him to apprentice as a wandmaker.
And also use multiple magical oaths and contracts to guarantee the trained wandmaker would always serve him and never betray him.
With this in mind, Kael looked at the several hundred new wizards present.
He announced directly that he would select one of them to teach the wandmaking craft.
This news immediately moved everyone.
After all, they had all personally seen wands in the lord's, steward's, and mayors' hands, knowing those things were tools that let them cast magic.
They also knew that with so many of them, it was impossible for the lord to make wands for them one by one.
But if they could learn to make wands themselves, they would not only possess their own wands but also receive the lord's important trust, making wands for others.
So everyone looked expectantly, hoping the lord would favor them.
However, Kael didn't make a direct choice. Since wandmaking required seeing talent, they needed to practice first before knowing who had it.
So Kael waved, conjuring a pile of wood and wand-making tools, then began teaching them how to make wands.
Of course, he only taught the most basic surface techniques, such as wand body carving and polishing, while retaining the core wand technology.
As long as core technology was in hand, even in the magical world where many people knew what materials suited for making wand bodies and cores, they still couldn't make wands that could barely cast spells, let alone compare with Ollivander's products.
After Kael taught basic wandmaking craft, everyone picked up wood and carving knives, working hard to perform well to gain the lord's favor.
Even Steward Edward, after obtaining Kael's permission, joined in the competition.
But people have strengths and weaknesses. Not everyone had talent in wandmaking.
Some clumsy people couldn't even hold wood steady, couldn't even carve wand shapes, let alone do more delicate work.
Kael looked at those people's oddly shaped works and shook his head.
From his perspective as a wandmaker, these people could be described as hopeless.
These people obviously also knew their ability was inadequate. They awkwardly put down wood and knives, giving up the competition.
As for Steward Edward, after Kael looked, he nodded.
Though not outstandingly talented, still pretty good. At least able to carve wood into wand shapes.
Could be considered.
However, when Kael's gaze fell on a young man's hands, he showed pleased surprise.
That was a twenty-something young man with red hair and freckles. The carving knife danced continuously in his hands, gradually carving a section of wood into a wand shape. Looking smooth-lined, finely made, revealing aesthetic beauty.
Kael walked before him, picking up that already quite formed wand, examining it before nodding with appreciation.
Then he looked at the red-haired youth, asking with a gentle gaze, "Young man, what's your name?"
The red-haired youth was somewhat nervous and answered uncertainly, "Bill, my lord, my name is Bill."
"Good, Bill, don't be nervous." Kael smiled reassuringly. "I see you're very skilled at wood carving. Are you a carpenter?"
Bill was nervous yet excited, shaking his head. "My lord, I'm not a carpenter. I'm currently a Hogsmeade militiaman. But my father is a carpenter. I learned wood carving from him, so I'm quite familiar with carving wood."
Kael nodded, playing with this wand wood in his hand, saying with appreciation to Bill, "Your craft is good, and you also have talent in wandmaking. Are you willing to learn wandmaking from me?"
Under others' envious gazes, Bill excitedly and hastily nodded. "Yes! I'm willing!"
Kael showed a smile. "Alright, then you'll stay in the castle from now on, learning wandmaking from me. When you make your own wand, you'll have graduated. Then other people's wands will all be made by you. Can you do it?"
"I can!"