A Wand Please

[Oliver Hughes]

Oliver was walking around in Diagon Alley. He was never too impressed with it. His father's shop was quite close so he came here all the time. He never went into Ollivander's though, it kind of creeped him out.

Oliver walked in, running his hand through his reddish-gold hair. " Hello?" He said, his accent thick. " Is there anyone there?" He shrugged and walked around looking at the dust on the shelves. Bit dusty, he thought, sneezing.

Ollivander then walked around the corner and Oliver turned to him. "Oh, I didn't see you there. My Measurements are 6, 10, 3, and 13"

[Prof. James Coppergold]

"Ah! Most peculiar measurements!" said Mr. Ollivander, intrigued. "Let's see what I have for you." Mr. Ollivander walked back to his storeroom. He was gone for several minutes. He returned what seemed to be hours later. "This wand is very special to me. It is the only one that I've ever made out of this type of wood. It is made of hornbeam, has a length of 12 and three-quarters inches, and has a core of veela hair. I recommend the use of this wand anytime you're doing a growth charm." Mr. Ollivander gave Oliver the wand and he gave him fifteen galleons, the required pay for an Ollivander original.