Isabella Needs A Wand

[Isabella Lightfield]

Isabella walked into the wand shop, looking around curiously. "Hello? Mr.Ollivander? Anyone here?"Isabella said, looking around then noticing a unique carving on the wall. She stared at it for a few minutes, becoming almost tranfixed with it. Then-"Hello there!" "AH!"Isabella cried, turning around quickly to meet with the smiling face of Mr.Ollivander. "Oh, Mr.Ollivander, you scared me!"Isabella said, smiling and giggling half-heartedly. "Hmm, so your a Lightfield? I remember when both of your parents bought their wands, it's how they met, actually. They both ran in at the sametime, screaming for wands, and got in an argument over who went first!"Mr.Ollivander said, laughing good-naturedly as Isabella smiled. "Now-what are your measurments?"Mr.Ollivander asked, getting down to business. "8, 9, 11, and 12."Isabella replied, half-smiling.

[Prof. James Coppergold]

Mr. Ollivander walked back to his storeroom which was filled with wands of all types and cores. He came out of the room with a box. "I'm not sure, but consider this!" he said taking the wand out of the box. "This wand is made of Dogwood, has a length of 7 and one-half inches, is made of merfolk hair, and is excellent at Transfigurations!" Isabella walked out of the store, almost forgetting to pay Mr. Ollivander 15 galleons.