"Thank you, sir." she stated as she eagerly followed Professor Marchand to the lunch destination. Her grumbling stomach signaling to all around her that food was needed. Spotting a rather comfy looking spot at the end of the bench, she made her way over and took a seat. In her backpack was a simple brown paper bagged lunch. A pumpkin butter sandwich, two apples (one red and one green), mustard pretzels, and two gigantic double chocolate chip muffins. Her water bottle was in the outside pocket of her backpack, filled with raspberry lemon water. She slowly sank her teeth into her sandwich, letting the spicy pumpkin butter flavor spread across her tongue. It tasted heavenly after the mornings walk. “I have an extra double chocolate chip muffin if anyone would like it.”

She listened to the professor as she ate her lunch. Making sure to jot down notes here and there. Then Professor Marchand said he had a beech wand. Just like hers!! In her excitement to pull her beech wand out of her pocket, she almost dumped her lunch on the ground. Thankfully, she was able to grab the edge of her napkin just in time to save her food. “My wand is made out of beech as well! Although, I sure don’t feel very wise. I hope my wand says I have potential. That maybe some day I'll be a great witch." She really didn't know what else to say about her wand and why it had chosen her. " Do you think there are any beech trees out here? I’d love to see one up close.” That would be a treat. She also wondered if her wand would recognize being next to a tree of the same wood. Could that happen? She had felt the wands power when she first held it in her hand, maybe it would have the same sort of reaction being next to a tree family member.