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Chapter 2: My New Wand

The next day, my mother woke me up and told me, "We're going to get the stuff for school." At that, I jumped out of my bed, took a fast shower, got dressed, and stood at attention in front of my mom.

"What time are we leaving?" I asked, hardly able to hold in my excitement.

"Probably around 8:15." She answered, as I looked at my clock. It was already 7:50. "Ok."

After a quick breakfast, Logan and his mom arrived. "Ok, we're all here. Now the way that we're going to get to Houdini Avenue is by Floo Powder, and since we're the only ones with a fireplace connected to the Floo Network, the Wisenbakers will be joining us." My mother explained. "So, each of us will take a handful of Floo Powder, walk into the fireplace, one at a time, speak where you want to go loudly and clearly, throw down your handful of powder and stay still until you find yourself in another fireplace at your destination. Mrs. Wisenbaker, would you like to demonstrate?"

"Sure." She said as she ducked into the fireplace, turned around and shouted, "Houdini Avenue!" She threw her powder down, and green flames erupted from the floor of the fireplace. When they cut off, like a stove, Mrs. Wisenbaker was gone.

"Ok. Logan, you're next." My mom told him.

He took a handful of the powder, went into the fireplace, and did what his mom had done, and poof he was gone. Next was Krystal, then Nathan, then our mom, and finally it was me. I took a handful of the powder, walked into the fireplace and shouted, "Houdini Avenue!" I quickly threw down the powder and suddenly, my body seemingly turned into a noodle, twisting, and turning, tying itself into knots, when I landed in another fireplace, with the other five waiting for me.

We exited the fireplace building, and walked down the street until we found a shop with an old sigh that read, "Alvin's Wand Crafters, Professionally handcrafted wands since 143 AD."Logan, Nathan, and I walked into the dimly lit shop, looking around to see boxes, hundreds and hundreds of boxes.

"Hello… Is anyone here?" I called out before realizing that there was a bell on the front desk.

"Oh! Yes, there is someone here!" A tall man who looked like he was in his thirties, ran up toward us from the back of the store.

"Are you Alvin?" I asked.

"Yes, I am. Sorry, I was working on a wand in the workshop. You're my 1st customers of the day. So, who wants to go 1st?"

"I will I guess." I offered.

"Great! Now let's see…" He said as he fingered the boxes, presumably containing wands, "… Ah, yes. Try this one. Give a little wave." He said as he handed me the wand. I waved it, and suddenly a stack of empty boxes fell over. "No, no. Not that one, it's never the 1st wand. Try this one." He handed me another one, I gave it a wave and one of the lamps on the front desk fell over.

"Nope, not that one either. Let's see…" He walked over to a ladder, climbed it up into a room, presumably filled with even more boxes, and came back down carrying a very dusty box. "Maybe, maybe. Try this one." He gave me the box itself. I took off the lid to see a beautiful wand that must've been 600 years old.

I firmly grasped it, and felt a huge rush of power course through my entire body. "I think this might be the one." I smiled.

"You're probably right, but it's strange to me that that wand would become yours." Alvin said.

"What? Why is that strange?" I asked, feeling a little scared.

"Well, the core of the wand that you're holding is actually three cores, a Phoenix Tail feather, a Dragon Heartstring, and a splinter from the claw of a Blessed Werewolf, making it the most powerful wand ever made, save for the Elder wand, but that's in Europe, if it is actually real. In order to handle your wand, you have to be very strong-willed, brave, and highly intelligent."

"Oh. That won't be so bad."

"Yeah… Alright, now who's next?"

It took a lot less time to find Logan and Nathan's wands. The Three of us left the store and found that our mother's and sister had bought out textbooks while they were waiting for us to come out. All that was left was getting our uniforms, and pets. First, we were got custom made uniforms. Then we headed over to a pet shop called, "Sam and Emma's Wonderful shop for Magical Pets." We walked around the store for a little bit, until I saw exactly what I needed for a pet, a tiny little kitten that had Gold and Red fur. His base coat was Gold, and his belly, tail end, and inner ear were all Red. I picked him up as one of the workers walked up to help.

"Hi, I'm Jennifer. Ah, I see you've found a Regal Shorthair. He has a very rare coloration about him, Red and Gold, making him very Magical. Would you like to take him as your pet for school?" She asked me.

"Yes!" I said excitedly

"Well, then he's yours. What are you going to call him?" She asked.

I thought about it for a little, then it came to me, "Pyre. His name is Pyre." I answered.

"Hmmm… Well, you and Pyre should get go to get uniforms for school." And with that I was gone.