Dumbledore's Army Wand Collection Novels & Stories

They made all garden masters crazy! In the distance was a crowd huddled around the cauldron store For All Potion. Eden wanted to step in to get a new cauldron instead of the one that started whistling like the wind at home: “Balan, do you think I should buy a black stone cauldron? People say it does not affect the potion as much as the wooden cauldron, the ebony one in my house…” But as soon as seeing the silver B with glittering diamonds inlaid on the wands and scepter in the hands of the others, Eden quickly stopped and hid behind a stall displaying piles of love charms, black candles, transparent crystal fortune-telling balls, etc.

A proctor in pristine white robes stood on the platform, his expression stern. When they saw the wand in my hand, the crowd stared. "Gods, does she really think she can pass the trial with that thing?" "It's always the ugly ones who try the hardest. As if a fancy prop could hide what she is. Trash is still trash." "Is she trying to upstage our Isabella?" "Hah! Well, she succeeded. As a clown." "Please. Isabella's wand is laurel wood with a pure mana crystal. Lord Adrian chose it for her himself. And this girl shows up with a toy? She's not even in the same league."