Chapter Eight • Wand✔︎

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8 - Wand

"Can you get these off me, please?" Lyra asked, silently planning the murder of Albus Dumbledore.

"Yes, of course," Griphook answered.

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It had been a while since Lyra had gotten the inheritance test and she had purchased everything except a wand.

"Ah, Miss Potter. I was wondering when I'd see you," a creepy man within the wand shop said. "Which hand is your wand hand?"

"Left," Lyra replied.

He got to work examining the wands he had before finally passing her a wand that had gold lines going through it.

"Dark wood, dragon heartstring, flexible," he mumbled to himself.

Lyra reached for the wand to test it out, but instead, two new wands came to her.

And they combined into a staff.

"I remember every wand I have ever sold, but that, that has never happened before. I think it's safe to assume that you will be powerful," the shopkeeper said.

"Thanks," Lyra said. "How much for the... staff?"

"Free," the man told her. "I think Godrick and Helena would like their wands to go to their heir."

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