Flora stood stiffly as he recorded the measurements, wondering what her height had to do with her wand—it wasn't as if she was done growing! She hoped Mr. Ollivander didn't expect to get her business in the next few years...

"Well," she said, eyeing the numerous wand boxes stacked along the shelves. "I suppose you must have an idea of what 'fits the bill' then, sir?" she asked, eyebrows high on her forehead as she stared up at him.

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