Wand Fitting

[sweetpinkpixie]

Just as you enter the shop, in between all the chaos that may or may not have been going on, is a rather open area with a measuring tape that seems to be hovering in mid air. It wiggles and flies around, ready to measure the next customer to walk into it's range. The measuring tape will eagerly measure your height, the reach of your arm, and maybe even other strange measurements to help the wandmakers find the best wand for you.

In front of the counter there is the empty space that is designated as the fitting area. Here is where wands are fitted. After being measured by the magical measuring tape, you will be assisted by a worker who will then endeavor to fit you with your perfect wand and start pulling boxes from the shelves, which stretch back impossibly far and up so high that even the tallest people have to tip their head back to see the tops.

Long sliding ladders are attached to every stretch of shelves, and the wandmakers make great use of these to reach those wands which are tucked away high up. There seems to be a filing system of sorts, some kind of method to the madness, though most of the boxes are unmarked. Is it a colour code? Or is it shape? size? smell? Something else? Well you'll never know unless you get a job here. Luckily, and out of sheer necessity, these shelves have been bespelled so that wandboxes are not in danger of flying everywhere due to errant spells cast by children wielding their new wands.

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⌦ In order to receive a wand, please take the WAND QUIZ ONCE for the character who is here for a wand. Then, post your character being measured by the "magical measuring tape" ONCE in this thread. This thread is not one where you should interact with others, one post here please! It serves as our queue!

See the example post below, or look at other posts in this thread from previous terms.

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Jessica went into Ollivanders with more than her share of nerves, it was time for her first wand! The eleven year old made her way over to the measuring area and waited for her turn. Soon enough the measuring tape reached her and began zipping about, straightening with a snap and measuring out her height and, when she held her arms out, she watched it take a measurement of how long they were too. Fun! Did that mean her wand would be as big as her whole arm?

The girl stepped away from the measuring area and she eagerly waited for the shopkeeper to find her wand.

⌦ Please take the SORTING QUIZ first and wait to be placed in your house before taking the wand quiz! Your house effects your final wand in our quiz! This goes for current members who are re-sorting too, though you may take the quiz in advance if you know what your new house will be.

⌦ You may role play the magical measuring tape, but you may not role play for the shopkeepers. Ollivander does not work here!

⌦ After submitting the wand quiz and posting in this thread, please wait for a shop worker to assist you and your character in finding their perfect wand match. You do not have to RP to get your wand, but it is highly encouraged as a part of enriching your RP experience.

⌦ Please do not stretch the wand fitting experience out too long, it should not take more than three tries at an absolute maximum to find your character's match.

⌦ If we run out of time to complete the RP with you by the end of the RP summer, we will PM or VM your wand result to you, provided you have posted in this thread and responded to our efforts to interact with you.

⌦ If you have any questions, feel free to PM Felixir or one of the Diagon Alley Proprietors and they'll try to answer your questions as quickly and efficiently as they can.

⌦ Have fun!

[sweetpinkpixie]

Text Cut: I see that well placed Mrs. Doubtfire reference!

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Originally Posted by Felixir

The offer to help tidy up was exceptionally endearing, in Zeke's opinion. He, of course, was in no rush to do any cleaning just yet. Despite the fact that he bordered on obsessive when it came to keeping things organised and, of course, clean, he seldom cleaned up the detritus of matched or unmatched wands until after his customers had gone on their way. There were naturally some obvious exceptions to that, such as fire, or something like smoke which got in everyone's way, or anything that caused moderate to severe discomfort.

All this to say, he was in no hurry to see to the plant-dust, but he did meet the boy's offer to help with another warm smile. "Oh, there's no need. I do appreciate your offer, of course, but I can get it sorted out in a jiffy once we're done. Not to worry at all."

He, too, was just as eager to see the boy matched with a wand, and watched as he took up the second one to test it. "That's a good sign," he said, with an encouraging nod. Though, really, Zeke was ready to bet almost anything that this would be the right one, even just based on that comment alone.

And... yep. Oh, he was sure of it now, and he was just on the point of making such a declaration when those beautiful vines started to go rogue. Those products of magic that Zeke did make a point of addressing during the wand fitting process? This would be a prime example of that.

"Merlin's beard," he murmured, and drew his own wand just as the boy... went toppling over. Help is on the way, dear! Zeke crouched down beside the boy and, with a wordless wave of his wand, cast a spell to make those vines go still and loosen enough that they might pull him free. "Are you alright, my lad?" Just... well, making sure. Though Zeke was still fairly sure they had a match, he thought it good form to make sure the boy was at least back on his feet before he started spewing wand facts at him.

Best to ask than assume! Or so he thought when it came to an attempt to pay it forward to someone who was doing such a great deed for you. A deed that, granted, they were also being paid for so it wasn't exactly a totally selfless act but still. Wouldn't be wand fittings without wandmakers and you could just imagine the chaos of underaged magic and even grown magic if everyone was tasked with finding or making their own. Probably, unless on that path society had evolved in such a way that wandlore was as common sense as one plus one equating two. Regardless, Nyle offered an appreciative couple of nods before his fitting resumed and...well...now here he was on the floor being tickled by leaves and flowers. Well, at least for a little bit because the wandmaker had done something to make the flora stop and now he was wiggle worming his way out of them and scrambling to his feet.

"I'm fine," he assured the man with some rapid nodding of the head. "Wonderful...even...I think? As wonderful as someone can be after being tackled by a plant and then tickled by it anyway...." And really, it could have been a whole lot worse if had managed to conjure a flesh-eating plant so, really, it had been a very pleasant experience overall! "Most...people probably stay on their feet while being matched with their wand though, right?" Nyle wasn't embarrassed, it would take a lot for him to be so while trying something new when the probability of failing was typically at its highest, but perhaps feeling just a tad sheepish as was indicated by the flush to his cheeks - or maybe that was because he had been laughing so much he could barely breathe a few moments ago. "That was some impressive nonverbal magic, sir. Thank you."

His hand empty, because he had lost his grip on the handle during the whole ticklefest, Nyle quickly crouched down to pick the wand back up ... Nyle-size floral arrangement and all. To his surprise, the morning glory vines began to slowly creep back in to the tip of the wand like someone slowly retracting their fishing line. "So...does this mean that...this wand has a playful personality?" he inquired as he peeked over at the wandmaker. "And...it wants to play with me?"

[SilverTiger]

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Originally Posted by Felixir

"Any kind of wave you want," Zeke confirmed, giving a little nod, but by that time the girl already had the wand in hand and was giving it a wave. Fair enough! He appreciated the enthusiasm.

When that noise came, his customer wasn't the only one who turned to look. He did it automatically, perhaps because it rang out so clearly, and glanced towards the shop window even though they it sounded much closer. Then he looked back to his customer, and understood.

Considering the wand for a moment, Zeke drummed his fingers idly on the side of the empty wand box. He'd noticed the skateboard being looked after over on the other side of his shop, so it seemed to him that it was certainly an effect which reflected the girl's personality. Still, it was a subtle enough sign that he didn't like to assume a match based on that alone. So... "What do you think?" he asked the girl. "Does it feel like the right wand, or would you like to try another?"

Yes, she had gone ahead and taken his suggestion without waiting for the verification, but Tea had generally assumed that it had been her go-ahead to try out said wand. Even with her concerns over what had happened with the kids who had come before her, she hadn’t figured her wave would have created exactly that reaction. Nor was she entirely certain what an audio response meant, or how it was even possible. Given the fact others had gotten physical reactions to their waves. Maybe it was just her?

Either way, between the fact she’d verified Eilonwy hadn’t gone off on a joy ride inside the shop and the simple lack of any real reaction from the wandmaker, she had been left rather confused. Both with her questions as to if auditory results were common and what exactly it all meant for her case. The idle drumming from the wandmaker only proved her point. Even he was thinking and since he’d merely asked for her opinion, she blinked.

“I think…it doesn’t feel wrong, exactly? But does the sound mean the wand likes me, like it knows what I like?”, or at least what her goal for her future was...“Can wands see into our heads?” Okay, it wasn’t really an answer, but she was curious about what he thought. Since it was sort of his job to know if results meant a good fit or not. Plus, she did kind of like this one, evidenced by her not having immediately returned it to the box.

[Felixir]

SPOILER!!: the opportunity was just too good

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Best to ask than assume! Or so he thought when it came to an attempt to pay it forward to someone who was doing such a great deed for you. A deed that, granted, they were also being paid for so it wasn't exactly a totally selfless act but still. Wouldn't be wand fittings without wandmakers and you could just imagine the chaos of underaged magic and even grown magic if everyone was tasked with finding or making their own. Probably, unless on that path society had evolved in such a way that wandlore was as common sense as one plus one equating two. Regardless, Nyle offered an appreciative couple of nods before his fitting resumed and...well...now here he was on the floor being tickled by leaves and flowers. Well, at least for a little bit because the wandmaker had done something to make the flora stop and now he was wiggle worming his way out of them and scrambling to his feet.

"I'm fine," he assured the man with some rapid nodding of the head. "Wonderful...even...I think? As wonderful as someone can be after being tackled by a plant and then tickled by it anyway...." And really, it could have been a whole lot worse if had managed to conjure a flesh-eating plant so, really, it had been a very pleasant experience overall! "Most...people probably stay on their feet while being matched with their wand though, right?" Nyle wasn't embarrassed, it would take a lot for him to be so while trying something new when the probability of failing was typically at its highest, but perhaps feeling just a tad sheepish as was indicated by the flush to his cheeks - or maybe that was because he had been laughing so much he could barely breathe a few moments ago. "That was some impressive nonverbal magic, sir. Thank you."

His hand empty, because he had lost his grip on the handle during the whole ticklefest, Nyle quickly crouched down to pick the wand back up ... Nyle-size floral arrangement and all. To his surprise, the morning glory vines began to slowly creep back in to the tip of the wand like someone slowly retracting their fishing line. "So...does this mean that...this wand has a playful personality?" he inquired as he peeked over at the wandmaker. "And...it wants to play with me?"

Good, good. Satisfied that he wasn't about to have some kind of Devil's Snare situation on his hands, Zeke nodded straightened up too (with more than a little complaining from his knees, Merlin).

He gave a small chuckle. "Well, I'm glad you're alright, at any rate." And, uh, well. "Most people do stay upright, yes. But sometimes these wands do get a little enthusiastic." He stowed his own wand away again. "Thank you. It comes from years of practice," he added, before smiling again, and clasping his hands together. Because it was time.

"Well, I think it's perfectly clear that this wand has chosen you, and, yes, it does seem that that's the case. You'll discover more about each other over time, with every spell you cast together." But details? More details? More details.

"This wand is twelve and a half inches of solid hickory, with a snidget feather core. Hickory is excellent for those who wish to develop their leadership skills." Here, Zeke paused, but not because he disbelieved that that could possibly be the case; more because the next part was just so apt, considering what had just transpired. "This wood is very in touch with nature, and has an affinity with Herbology, plant magic, and the elements of earth and air. It's also excellent for divination and any spells that require creation, or that work with giving an object a semblance of life, or encouraging new growth." See? Apt. In that regard, Zeke was fairly confident they'd matched up well together, even just based on that little magical display alone. "Snidget feather cores are fairly rare. Donated by sanctuaries and reservations, for ethical wandmaking. These wands are very responsive and consistent in their spell-casting; perfect for a learner. It will be well suited to Charms, and defensive spells should come naturally, especially spells that cater to evasion. It also makes for an excellent duelling wand, should you feel so inclined to explore that area of magic."

Now, where was that box... aha. Zeke scooped it back up and held it out. "If you pop that back in here, I'll ring it up for you. The wand by itself will be 10 galleons. Are you interested in anything else to go with it?"

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[12½ inch solid hickory with snidget feather]

SPOILER!!: SilverTiger

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Originally Posted by SilverTiger

Yes, she had gone ahead and taken his suggestion without waiting for the verification, but Tea had generally assumed that it had been her go-ahead to try out said wand. Even with her concerns over what had happened with the kids who had come before her, she hadn’t figured her wave would have created exactly that reaction. Nor was she entirely certain what an audio response meant, or how it was even possible. Given the fact others had gotten physical reactions to their waves. Maybe it was just her?

Either way, between the fact she’d verified Eilonwy hadn’t gone off on a joy ride inside the shop and the simple lack of any real reaction from the wandmaker, she had been left rather confused. Both with her questions as to if auditory results were common and what exactly it all meant for her case. The idle drumming from the wandmaker only proved her point. Even he was thinking and since he’d merely asked for her opinion, she blinked.

“I think…it doesn’t feel wrong, exactly? But does the sound mean the wand likes me, like it knows what I like?”, or at least what her goal for her future was...“Can wands see into our heads?” Okay, it wasn’t really an answer, but she was curious about what he thought. Since it was sort of his job to know if results meant a good fit or not. Plus, she did kind of like this one, evidenced by her not having immediately returned it to the box.

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.

[SilverTiger]

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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.

[sweetpinkpixie]

Text Cut: I still need to introduce the boys to that one...tis on my to-do list

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Originally Posted by Felixir

Good, good. Satisfied that he wasn't about to have some kind of Devil's Snare situation on his hands, Zeke nodded straightened up too (with more than a little complaining from his knees, Merlin).

He gave a small chuckle. "Well, I'm glad you're alright, at any rate." And, uh, well. "Most people do stay upright, yes. But sometimes these wands do get a little enthusiastic." He stowed his own wand away again. "Thank you. It comes from years of practice," he added, before smiling again, and clasping his hands together. Because it was time.

"Well, I think it's perfectly clear that this wand has chosen you, and, yes, it does seem that that's the case. You'll discover more about each other over time, with every spell you cast together." But details? More details? More details.

"This wand is twelve and a half inches of solid hickory, with a snidget feather core. Hickory is excellent for those who wish to develop their leadership skills." Here, Zeke paused, but not because he disbelieved that that could possibly be the case; more because the next part was just so apt, considering what had just transpired. "This wood is very in touch with nature, and has an affinity with Herbology, plant magic, and the elements of earth and air. It's also excellent for divination and any spells that require creation, or that work with giving an object a semblance of life, or encouraging new growth." See? Apt. In that regard, Zeke was fairly confident they'd matched up well together, even just based on that little magical display alone. "Snidget feather cores are fairly rare. Donated by sanctuaries and reservations, for ethical wandmaking. These wands are very responsive and consistent in their spell-casting; perfect for a learner. It will be well suited to Charms, and defensive spells should come naturally, especially spells that cater to evasion. It also makes for an excellent duelling wand, should you feel so inclined to explore that area of magic."

Now, where was that box... aha. Zeke scooped it back up and held it out. "If you pop that back in here, I'll ring it up for you. The wand by itself will be 10 galleons. Are you interested in anything else to go with it?"

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[12½ inch solid hickory with snidget feather]

Nyle smiled warmly at the wandmaker, not quite showing his teeth for a toothy grin but still wide enough that his cheeks stretched and eyes twinkled like the sun reflecting off the water of the lake near his home. "I suppose it is best to think about this wand...my wand being enthusiastic about me and less about not being able to stand on my feet," he chuckled nervously with a rub to the back of his neck. And just maybe the detail about falling over was something he didn't share with Iris. Mum had undoubtedly seen it when peeking in through the window and that was okay...she could even tell dad just as long as it didn't get back to his sister. Holding the wand with both his hands now, the blond listened and nodded along as the wandmaker explained all the cool details about his wand. He hadn't guessed hickory on appearance alone and the description raised the rosy color in his cheeks considerably. "It's...perfect," he nodded, his head lifting and hands gingerly returning the wand to its box for the time being. "Mum tried this wand...it almost matched with her," he whispered more to himself than the man standing in front of him as his fingers tapped the lid in place.

"Oh, yeah! Dad said I ought to get a Chinese Fireball hide wrist holster and some wand polish too...and mum recommended I get one of those Magical Resonance Protection Salve..." he explained while fishing the coin pouch from his pocket and then an even smaller coin pouch from in that coin pouch and began adding some coins from the bigger to the smaller as necessary. "Um...yes...just...add another couple of sickles and a galleon and...I think this covers it all," Nyle chirped as he handed the smaller pouch over to the man. "Thank you, sir. This was all...very enlightening and pretty fun too."

[Felixir]

SPOILER!!: SilverTiger

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Originally Posted by SilverTiger

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.

As the girl picked up the second wand to try, Zeke picked up the one she'd set down back inside its own box for safe-keeping, but didn't replace its lid right away. Could still be that that was the one, after all.

But his attention was on his customer and the second wand, and... ah, that did seem more like it. All they'd needed, in the end, was to look at a different core. And he did just about pick up on that last word too, and allowed a smile, almost imperceptible smile. "Wonderful. Really wonderful. Yes, we definitely have a match. And, ah, not to worry. This other wand will find its match soon." In fact, the wand the girl was now holding had been waiting its turn much longer. This Zeke could say for certain, given it's core.

Well. He had a fairly encyclopaedic knowledge on every wand in here, actually, but that wasn't the point.

Anyway, speaking of the core, it was time for the details.

"This wand is eleven inches and one third of robust ash, with a core of graphorn horn. It's said that witches and wizards best suited to ash are not often lightly swayed from their purposes or believes." Zeke offered the girl a small smile, then. It was clear that this was a trait of which he approved, and therefore hoped would be received well. "Healing spells and protection spells are well suited to ash. However, this is not a wand that ought to be passed on to a new owner, that goes for willingly passing it along or having it won away from you. If either were to happen, it would lose power and skill. This is what partly what gives an ash wand its prestige; only those who have matched with ash will be able to master it." More good news. Except... well, no one wanted to think about their wand being won away, did they? Moving on, then. "Wands made with graphorn horn are excellent for defensive magic and duelling spells. It also has a surprisingly delicate touch; you'll likely find it a wonderful tool for working with potions."

And that was that. Zeke smiled again, and held out the box of the second wand so that it might be placed inside. Just to ring it up. "The wand by itself will be 9 galleons. Is there anything else you're interested in today?"

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[11⅓ inch robust ash with graphorn horn]

SPOILER!!: a classic. need to watch it again one day

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Nyle smiled warmly at the wandmaker, not quite showing his teeth for a toothy grin but still wide enough that his cheeks stretched and eyes twinkled like the sun reflecting off the water of the lake near his home. "I suppose it is best to think about this wand...my wand being enthusiastic about me and less about not being able to stand on my feet," he chuckled nervously with a rub to the back of his neck. And just maybe the detail about falling over was something he didn't share with Iris. Mum had undoubtedly seen it when peeking in through the window and that was okay...she could even tell dad just as long as it didn't get back to his sister. Holding the wand with both his hands now, the blond listened and nodded along as the wandmaker explained all the cool details about his wand. He hadn't guessed hickory on appearance alone and the description raised the rosy color in his cheeks considerably. "It's...perfect," he nodded, his head lifting and hands gingerly returning the wand to its box for the time being. "Mum tried this wand...it almost matched with her," he whispered more to himself than the man standing in front of him as his fingers tapped the lid in place.

"Oh, yeah! Dad said I ought to get a Chinese Fireball hide wrist holster and some wand polish too...and mum recommended I get one of those Magical Resonance Protection Salve..." he explained while fishing the coin pouch from his pocket and then an even smaller coin pouch from in that coin pouch and began adding some coins from the bigger to the smaller as necessary. "Um...yes...just...add another couple of sickles and a galleon and...I think this covers it all," Nyle chirped as he handed the smaller pouch over to the man. "Thank you, sir. This was all...very enlightening and pretty fun too."

Zeke did catch those whispered words, just about, though they were curious enough to confuse him for a moment. He was just on the point of a 'hmm?' or something similar, when it occurred to him that those words were not entirely for his benefit. Hence the whisper.

Curious though, if it were true. And the boy whispered it with enough conviction that...

Well, anyway. Not his business.

"Excellent," was what Zeke did say, and moved away to collect the requested holster, and then to grab a pot of salve and one of polish. He rang it all up and bundled it together. "That will be 25 galleons, 6 sickles, and 2... ah, wonderful," he said, taking the pouch and doing a quick count to ensure it had all been totted up correctly.

At that last remark, he looked up and smiled. "You are very welcome. I'm glad you enjoyed it." And that it was enlightening. Both were always good to hear, especially given this was such a big moment in the life of one embarking on their Hogwarts (or otherwise) adventure. "Good luck to you and that wand of yours. I wish you both the best journey together."