Watching the stack of wands fling across the room in all manner of direction, Paxton recoiled; a horrified expression had shot itself across his features. As soon as the wand was snatched from his hands, Paxton turned to look apologetically at his father before turning back to the wand-maker.
He didn’t dare saying anything, though, as the wizard sighed his words as if he’d already had enough.
Paxton took a hold of the willow wand and pointed it sheepishly at the floor with a wince before jerking his hand slightly. He didn’t want to cause anymore damage that he already had; he felt bad enough as it was!
He didn’t dare saying anything, though, as the wizard sighed his words as if he’d already had enough.
Paxton took a hold of the willow wand and pointed it sheepishly at the floor with a wince before jerking his hand slightly. He didn’t want to cause anymore damage that he already had; he felt bad enough as it was!