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"Okay, girls, here is the wands storage room. I think we shall start with Ms. Weasley. Come here, McKayla," Mr. Ollivander said, leading Kayla into the storage room.
About ten minutes later, Kayla emerged with a new wand. It was oak with dragon heartstring, twelve inches.
"Now, for Ms. Potter. Come along, McKenzie."
Kenzie stepped through the door to find what she thought was not originally a storage room. It was a great cavernous hall, and on the high ceilings there were stalactites.
"Mr. Ollivander, was this once-" Kenzie started.
"A cave? Why, yes, Ms. Weasley asked the same question. We do have to carve out the stalagmites, though, or we'd be tripping all over," Mr. Ollivander explained. "Here- try this wand."
It was a beautiful wand, mahogany, with a core of unicorn hair, eight inches.
"Give it a wave," Mr. Ollivander said.
Kenzie gave it the best wave that she could. Suddenly, two stalactites came loose and crashed to the floor right near her feet.
"Uh, no, I don't think that's it, Mr. Ollivander," Kenzie said, her heart pounding.
"Me neither. You caused more damage with that wand than your father did," Mr. Ollivander said. "Try this."
It was lovely, an oak wand, with dragon heartstring, nine inches.
She waved it and about twenty boxes fell off the shelves.
"No. I wonder..." Mr. Ollivander said, pulling another box off the shelf. "Try this. I'm curious."
Kenzie read the label. It was a holly wand, with a core of phoenix feather, eleven inches in length.
She waved it. In the room there was a slight breeze, as if that were the one.
"That's curious! That wand is my last wand that contains a feather from the same phoenix as your father's and someone else's wand contained," Mr. Ollivander said.
"The Dark Lord Voldemort," Kenzie said under her breath.
"DO NOT SPEAK THE NAME!" Mr. Ollivander shouted, becoming paranoid.
"Okay, okay. Um, I'm leaving now. Here's your two galleons," Kenzie said, shoving two large gold coins into his hand. "Thank you!" she added, running away.