"Not pleasant indeed" Fabian frowned and looked down at his wand, but quickly flicked his wand around the room to halt that terrible looking storm before it started to rain and drenched all of his papers.

"Well.." Fabian said dryly, "I can only fix it as much as I can" he pointed his wand back to try something else on Shel's wand. "But as i said, I'm no wand maker.." he trailed of as he began concentrating on his work.

A moment later,

He waved Shel's wand towards the mug.. again. This time it shattered.

"I see" his eyebrows furrowed at the boy, "at least we won't get a storm every time you flick this wand" he extended his hand so the boy could take his wand back. "Just make sure you don't kill anyone with it, and try not to use it unless its absolutely necessary! And in the meantime, I'll look around for a spare wand".