Áine made her way over to the Security Check Point, her last stop before making her way up to Level 7. Honestly she thought it was a bit of a pain to have to do this, but there must be a good reason, or at least a reason for it. "Morning." she mumbled (she must try and get another coffee soon). "Áine O'Callaghan, Department of Magical Games & Sports, 11 inch, holly and dragon heartstring, flexible." She rattled off the necessary information as quickly as possible so she could get on with her day, get that over and done with and then try and get some sleep back at her flat - not likely.
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