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Ezekiel Ransom-Kruus Ollivanders x12 x12
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Originally Posted by thestralyew19 Alyx just stood there amazed for a moment and then looked at the shopkeeper. Still in awe of the magic, she stuttered, "Uh, yes, I'll take the wand. That was amazing. I can't wait to learn to use it more. All the information, the fact that the wood is pear and the core, this is all just so excited. I'm so excited to go to Hogwarts! I love it!"
She walked over to the price board and looked at all the products. She didn't want to go too crazy with the budget her parents had given her so she said, "I'll take the faux leather wand holster, I'd like it to attach to the hip. I'd like to have a pocket sewn into my first year wizard robes I have purchased from Madam Malkins. I have two robes and a cloak. I need the order rushed. Is that possible? I'll take the box that comes with the wand, and for now that will be all I need."
Alyx stood looking at the shopkeeper hoping he would be able to accommodate her request. "I'm thrilled to hear it," Zeke said, completely genuine in his tone, and in the smile he also gave the girl. Hogwarts was very exciting, no matter a child's magical background.
He moved over to the cash register and started to ring up the wand and the hip holster in faux leather, but stopped short of calculating a quote. Far be it from him to deny his own shop more business, but he also wasn't the sort to take money from children when he may not need to. A rush order on three possibly unnecessary pockets would be quite the price too. "11 galleons for the wand and holster then," he began, and drummed his fingers on the counter. "But for as for the additional pockets, your robes will have suitable pockets as part of the design already - though it's generally safer for the wand to keep it in a holster. I can add additional pockets if you'd still like me to, but I fear it would be a waste of your money." And if not, then the 11 galleons would be the final price. SPOILER!!: Daemon Quote:
Originally Posted by Daemon Brayla was immediately envious of Billie's wand, not because of the immediate match but because the wandmaker said it was good for dueling. That's got to be a really powerful wand then, if it was good for dueling? Lots of booms and bangs in dueling, in Brayla's opinion. The actual details of the wand went over her head, because she wanted them to get to her second wand already and have it be hers. Brayla didn't tend to be nervous, and the unfamiliar knot in her stomach was unpleasant. And Billie's laughter hadn't helped. Hmpf. Apology not accepted, Billie Love. The wandmaker's words were nice, but she was smart enough to realise he definitely said them to everyone. They meant nothing.
Cautious now that the attention was back on her, Brayla gingerly took the second wand and got a good grip on it. She didn't care how seemingly 'polite' that other wand had been, she wouldn't be letting this one go. Overcompensating, Brayla swished very wide and.. nothing happened. Well, not nothing, the wood itself felt comforting under her fingers, the texture of it somehow feeling very right, like she'd always been holding this wand. Brow furrowed, Bray wondered if maybe the swishing was wrong, and flicked it instead. That seemed to do the trick, because a small white chrysanthemum slowly unfurled from the tip. Brayla's eyes widened at the flower, staring at it for a moment before looking up at the shopkeeper. "This one is mine." It wasn't a question. Resting one elbow on the counter, with the wand box ready should this one also politely decline the match, Zeke watched for any telltale signs. At first it seemed that nothing would happen, but then... did he detect a slight shift in demeanour, just before the appearance of... a beautiful little flower - he was no floral expert, tress were his thing, so the precise name was beyond him.
But his customer was the expert on this particular wand, and more specifically if it was a match, which she confirmed in the next moment. Zeke beamed at her. "Wonderful news. I agree wholeheartedly." Interesting too, given the earlier question. "This is twelve and a quarter inches-" Again. "-of pliant birch-" Alas, not the same. "-with a snidget feather core." But that was similar to her sister's wand, of course. Welcome news, he hoped. "Birch wands are particularly suited to healing magic, and exemplary with 'positive' spells - protection and defensive magic should also come a little easier. It's also well suited to cleansing magic, water spells, and binding and ward magic." The latter of which was more likely to be useful a little later down the line, though it was never too early to learn your basic warding charms. "This wood is well suited to learning new spells, as it tends to choose owners who like to try new things. It tends to like those who are creative, appreciate nature, and take inspiration from the calm outdoors." Which had less impact on the owner it chose, but might be interesting information all the same. "And, again, snidget core wands are responsive and consistent, perfect for learners. Well suited to charms and, as with birch, defensive spells, evasive type magics, and excellent for duelling."
So that was that. Zeke smiled broadly and held the box out, for the wand to be returned, so that he could ring both wands up together. If, that is, the young lady was willing to relinquish it. "11 galleons for this wand, and, of course, the price of anything else you might like today."
_________ [12¼ inch pliant birch with snidget feather] SPOILER!!: slythief2000 Quote:
Originally Posted by slythief2000 Mathius gazed down at the the wand boxes, so similar and yet so massively different. He reached for the handle of the first wand, when the wands handle seemed to slightly smolder though a blink later showed the handle fire free. Number two pricked him with tiny wooden burs, but the third wand felt different. As he gripped it, a wonderful roaring feeling whirled around his head and heart. He felt like a landslide ripping down the mountain, as if he held something deceptively small and pretending to be something very light. "T-This one feels right..." Mathius said, in an awed voice. Zeke stood patiently by during the boy's exploration of the three wands, allowing him to find his own way to the right one. The right one for him, he should say; every wand was right for someone, as every witch or wizard could be chosen by a wand. At least in his experience.
And there they had it, right there. Something in the boy's bearing had shifted, very subtle it was too, but there was no denying it. He'd confirmed the match, and that was an honest assessment if Zeke had ever heard one. "Excellent," he replied, smiling warmly. "It has chosen you. Congratulations." A big moment. Surely he could be sure of that just from experiencing being matched with his wand.
After another little pause, so as not to bulldoze right over said moment, Zeke began to explain the specifications of the wand. "Now, this is thirteen and a half inches of pliant pine, with a graphorn horn core. Pine is a highly adaptable wand, willing to be used in all kinds of new and creative magical pursuits." If you asked him, the adaptable ones were some of the best, especially for those who might want to take their magic to another level, to pastures as yet unseen. "Particularly suited to non-verbal magic - something you'll be learning in sixth year or so - potions work, hexes, jinxes, curses of all types, and conjuration and transfiguration magic. Pine wands are said to detect and perform best for owners destined to live long lives." Good news, no? "Now, graphorn horn cores are not readily available, graphorns being so endangered; most graphorn wands were made a long time ago, and I know that this wand has waited a long time to find its owner. As a core, it's excellent for defensive magic and duelling spells, quite the martial nature, though it has a surprisingly delicate touch too."
There now, plenty to be getting on with. Zeke smiled again, set aside the unsuccessful matches, and held out the wand box for it to be returned and the transaction to go ahead. "The wand is priced at 9 galleons. We have other products too, if you're interested." He gestured towards the inventory list.
_________ [13½ pliant pine with graphorn horn] SPOILER!!: CunningSilence Quote:
Originally Posted by CunningSilence Elise, who had vehemently insisted on getting her first wand by herself (much to her parents’ chagrin/disappointment/amusement), made her way into Ollivander’s and was delighted to see that she wasn’t going to have to wait long before she was assisted in buying her wand. She half-strolled, half-skipped over to the counter and grinned broadly. “I’m here for a wand!” she announced happily. “Let’s see which one of these beauties is going to choose me, shall we?”
A moment later, she was giggling as a tape measure began flying around, measuring arm length, height, and even head width. After a long moment, it finally stopped. Now, thought Elise, Now comes the fun part. Zeke had just handed off a huge selection of wand boxes, - containing unsuccessful matches - to the shop apprentices, in order to have them cleaned up and put back where they belonged (at least until they found their perfect owners). No sooner had he dusted of his hands, however, than his enchanted parchment flew up to him with another set of measurements to look over. Naturally, this did not surprise him, aware as he was of the most recent customer, and her delightful announcement upon entering the shop.
He hummed and hawed to himself for a moment, taking stock of the measurements and ruling out possibilities, and deciding on those that seemed highly likely to find a match in this next potential owner. Then it was off to collect a small clutch of wand boxes, before finally he stepped forward to greet the young girl. "Hello there," he said, just as enthusiastic and welcoming as he'd been for every young customer the whole summer so far. "Ready to find that wand of yours? Let's see what we can do for you."
He set the wand boxes down on the counter and picked through them for a moment, before drawing out what was, ideally, the most promising candidate. With the lid lifted from the box, Zeke held it out so the girl could take the wand from it by the handle, and gave her an encouraging smile. "Take this and give it a wave, and we'll see what happens. Tell me if it feels right." She'd know. They often just knew.
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