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Tarog lent forward on his stool, his long fingers tapping on the counter. The humans were so protective of their wands. What did they think, that he was going to run off with it? “And what is the name on the vault?” He glanced between mother and daughter for a moment. “And I will need to see your wand.”
For some unknown reason, someone high up in the bank did not like him. That’s why he was being sent all the socialite wannabe’s. Just to make his day that little more torturous. His beady eyes watched as the red head approached his teller and it took all his effort to smile.
“How may I help you today?”
It was good to see that the humans were coming prepared but they all seemed to be forgetting one little thing. “And may I have your name?” Tarog asked with a small smirk.
Reaching out with his long fingers, Tarog took hold of the girl's wand and key. "And what name is the vault under?"
Jamie Riddle she said with a smile.