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BanaBatGirl
Wes accepted the wand from the first person in line, one of his own, he knew. "Potter. Right." He slid the wand into the machine and remained quiet as it did its whurring and twirling, coming out the other side looking more polished and shinier than before.
"This one yours? 11¼ inches Cherry and Phoenix Feather?"
Melissa took the wand from Mr. Ferguson. "
Yes it is sir. This is mine and thank you for returning it more polished and shinier." Melissa smiled her thanks before holstering her wand back into her leg holster and making her way to the hall.