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Originally Posted by
BanaBatGirl 
Mmm children reliving the magical experience of buying their first wand. How touching.
Not.
Bunbury could have almost gagged at the excited expressions on their dirty little mugs. Ew. But she was going to be nice today, after all, and playing nice meant playing along with the brats students -- after all, another professor was in her presence, so she couldn't torture them too much.
"Tingling. Electricity. Power. Connectivity. Magic. All similar phrases to describe similar experiences with different wands." The redheaded professor rose from her bench and stalked toward where the rest of the students were seated, her long boooots leaving pointy indents in the ground where she walked. She paced along the front row, staring at different students' wands with a guarded expression before coming to a stop in the middle of the front.
"Why do you think your wand, the wand that chose you, elicited such a personal and electrifying response? What does a wand, the object that symbolizes our kind, have that makes it so special and so powerful?"
Bunbury twirled her own 11'' wand between two fingers with a slight smirk as she waited for an answer. Doubtful the students really knew anything about wands but, at least Iliana and herself did. No doubt about it... Bunz was making Professor Morgan evil.
Eeeeeeeeevil. I mean... WHY have a lesson focused on magic, when surely...
SIGH! Never mind.
Jake raised his hand, situated at the very front of the class with his beanie still covering his ridiculous hair. "The wood from the trees. Something to do with bowtruckles living in wand wood trees... and then there are parts of the magical creatures, like feathers, hair, scales."
...
Right?
See, Jake aspired to study wandlore at a professional level. He was ON this!
Maybe.