Okay, so that meant that she did have magic, then. Joella was starting to get skeptical at this point and she accepted the wand for him and expected the same things as before to happen again. Only this time it was different. It felt different, there was a sense of connection with this one that she hadn't felt with any of the others. There was a still, small voice inside of her that said that this was her wand.

She swished the wand and instead of chaos like the previous wands, a beautiful burst of sparks danced gracefully over them. "What's that mean?" She asked, her eyes on the vanishing sparks.

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