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Zoerawrr 
Feeling an unpleasant flip in his stomach, Jake continued to stare at Kaz for about a minute, before slowly reaching into his pockets and laying everything out on the desk. In the end there lay three wands, a few scrunched up pieces of paper, a page ripped out from a stolen library book on dark-ish magic, a folded up picture of his foster mother... and that was it.
His hand had hovered before his pocket, but then Jake decided not to give them up.
Let's see how this plays out...
Kazimeriz kept his expression stoic as he saw not one, but
three wands accompany the litter on the desk. After a moment, he reached over and picked them up, examining them. Setting them down, he picked up the scraps of paper, looking at them, and then at the ripped page. He glanced over the library book page enough to know what the topic of the leaf was. His expression did not change. He looked at the wands, picking them back up again.
"These are not yours." he said, glancing up at the boy as though waiting for an explanation.