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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Giselle Barrington
Slytherin Seventh Year
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Teagan Kensington
Slytherin Second Year Gryffindor First Year Gryffindor First Year Gryffindor First Year  x5  x3
|  *posts this just so Tea can try the second wand* Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict
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Originally Posted by Felixir  Zeke considered that question for a moment. "It's not so much that the wand sees into your head, more that the different components that make up the wand can sense when a person is a good fit for it." It was all pretty complex, but that about summed it up for their purposes. "The wand may channel the magic, but it's you who's producing it. That's likely why it reflects something you like."
He gave a little smile, and addressed her other question. "Sounds and noises are just as likely to be signs of a match as sparks and lights, and what have you. But the biggest indicator, in my experience, is really whether or not it feels right." Hence why he often told his customers to tell him exactly that, though he had a knack for spotting the signs. Usually.
And the fact that the wand simply didn't feel wrong still had him squarely on the fence, though he had noted that she'd not given the wand up yet. Hmmm...
Making up his mind, Zeke considered his shelves for a moment, then pulled out another wand box down and opened it up. "Here's an idea. You can try out this one, if you like, but if you feel like you don't want to give up that one, then I'd say we've already found your match." Or perhaps she'd try it and decide the first was the right one after all. However things transpired, once they found the right one, he'd give her all the details in his usual spiel, but there was no need to rush it. He'd rather be sure that she was sure. She appreciated the answers to the questions that had spilled out, even though Teagan knew they’d been more to guarantee that there wasn’t anything wrong with her or her wand sorting. Not that she’d admit that to the wandmaker. No, that was information she’d keep to herself, and besides, it seemed as if her experience wasn’t entirely abnormal anyway. At least, according to the wandmaker, even if he still seemed just as on the fence about if this wand was perfect for her as she was.
It still felt nearly right, but that wasn’t what he’d asked. Plus, her eyes had widened a little as he had reached for another box, setting the first wand next to its box carefully more out of curiosity than anything else. Especially as he’d spoken again. “I can try it”, she agreed, reaching just as carefully to pick up the second wand, giving a small apologetic look toward the first wand lying there as she did so. It wasn’t its fault, after all.
Plus, he didn’t seem confident that the first one was wrong either, and she gently swished the second wand in a less squiggly wave as she had the first. Just in case it had been her motion that had caused the first to be loud. Only to feel a cool breeze wrap around her, lifting her dark hair off her neck just a little bit as the wand itself warmed up in her hand. Not hot, not like some of the other kids’ tries, but like a warm cup of cocoa on a cold day. “This one feels nice”, she said after a moment. “…too.”
That last bit had been for the first wand, in case it would feel disappointed. She wasn’t sure if he wands had feelings or not.
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