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19. Wand
The red haired boy stood there in front of Ollivander. Flanking him at either side were his two friends, the frizzy haired girl, and the boy with the scar and glasses.
“I’ve never seen you here before,” Ollivander said. “I know everyone I’ve sold a wand to.”
“That’s because I’ve never been here, this is my first,” Ronald said. He added under his breath, “My last wand was actually a hand me down.”
“Pity. A wand only works best for it’s own master,” the old gentleman said smiling kindly.
There was a shuffle of boxes and the search was begun.
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