Initiation. Private to The Wandkeepers

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Corra listened to the explanation from the person in front of her while feeling for her wand in her pocket. Well i've done my research, too. she thought. Maybe this is the right time to use the knowledge she gained from reading books when she was bored.

Interesting. She can tell that much about her wand? Impressive. Corra tilted her head.

And now she has to cast a spell... one that could be used in this situation without causing any harm. Hmm... Well, she could think about that later since a Ravenclaw student had the first turn. Corra listened carefully while drawing her wand from her pocket.

And now it's her turn.

"Good evening." She glanced at the people gathered there. "Ekhm... My wand is 32,1 cm in length, flexible (she said this while holding both ends of her wand and bending it slightly), very efficient for transfiguration spell. And yes, it's chestnut wood, too. But here's the interesting part; chestnut wood is a multi-faceted wood, which varies greatly in its character depending on the wand core. In my case, it's dragon heartstring, 'it may find its best match among those who are overfond of luxury and material things, and less scrupulous than they should be about how they are obtained'. At least that's the sentence from the book that I remember." She glanced into the sky for a while. "Oh did i mention that dragon heartstring produce wands with the most power? it also tend to learn more quickly than other types. Ironically, it also tends to be the easiest to turn to the Dark Arts."

Did she say something unnecessary? Was her explanation too long? Her habit of telling stories at length about something she knew never disappeared.

Wait, then what should she do? Oh! cast a spell! She pointed her wand at an empty area and force her brain to think for the right spell to use. "Uhh... e- ekhm... Bullarum Immortalem." A cloud of bubbles appeared and flew away on the wind which made Corra realize she was cold and shivering.
—Cast—
Corra's speech and thoughts
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Your soul is so beautiful, mind if i devour it?
—C.H.