Demean had his mind filled with a continuous replay of his family murder for the better part of the last year, but the hope of finally having a wand to protect himself and avenge the loss of his dear ones made him relax. In no time he was being mesured, and all he could think of was flee from his oportunist cousin's house and get into Hogwarts and pratice to be the best!
So young, yet so eager to learn and thrive in the wizarding world. Demean was the last chance to prevent Pushkin's bloodline to fall into oblivion.

What would his wand be made of?


Kerri: Florian has seen to you HERE!