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It was quite strange to get random points nowadays, given that it was a form of reward to encourage a certain behavior from a child. Not that he didn't appreciate the points, but the manner it was done; announcing it and everything made him cringe a bit. Anyway, he had to agree that the story was a good one; his Japanese grandparents told him that story time and again, every time they visit temples and shrines during certain festivals.
Common? Jace shook his head. "I've attended Mahoutokoro as a day student before, and most of my peers and teachers own western wands, and Japanese Pine wands. But if Cherry wands are rare and prized back home, I'm sure Gingko wands are rarer. It's too sacred in our culture..." It wasn't just a tree, but something that is really really special mainly because it has survived centuries and has witnessed so much history. Will the Gingko tree be so willing to offer a branch to a mere mortal? Jace didn't think so.
The senior Ravenclaw watched the fallen trees transfigure into benches and chairs, and picked a nice comfy spot near the two Hufflepuffs Emmalyn and Daisy. He too took his lunch, out from his bag and began to unwrap his first Onigiri. It wasn't as good as his mother's or grandmother's, but it'll do. The Ravenclaw took a moment to eat his food and listened to the discussion being held. After finishing his first serving of rice ball, Jace took his wand out from his shirt sleeve and gave it a good look. Before leaving Japan for his first year in Hogwarts, the piece of magical equipment in his hand was the last thing he got before crossing the seven seas. It was a memorable moment when the Cherry wand chose him. His mother, brother, and grandparents were present when it all happened. They were all very happy and proud...and he was very weirded out by it. If only he knew better at that time.
"Mine's made of Cherry wood, and it was said that this wand wood holds great power, no matter what the core." After years of owning it, Jace still couldn't believe that it chose him. It was highly prized amongst his peers, and in return, they expect him to do great things with it for he was held in high prestige, both by his family and friends back home. "I was told by my grandmother that cherry wood, in general, tends to change its color from a bright tone to a darker one. In the case of wand wood, it reflects the owner's mastery of it." It had been bright blood red before, and now it has gradually changed to a darker shade. "I was told by the wandmaker who sold me this that I should be careful with it because of its power...and I should not engage in duels too much because it isn't known to be a loyal wand. It can backfire if I haven't mastered it fully, and it won't accept me again as its owner if I fail it." Quite a dramatic wand, really. It was funny too that it resonated his principles in life as well. How many times has he questioned his involvement, or rather lack of involvement in the Dueling Club? He'd made so many excuses for himself to not join, thinking that it wasn't necessary...that there were other means to practice spells. "But I was assured in the end that it can be a powerful and loyal ally if I became a true master of it."
__________________  "It didn't go quite as planned." | The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale. |