Wow. Wandlore. That was definitely something Presley was going to read up on this weekend, and discover as much as she could about it. She'd never really thought about it much. She knew that she and her wand shared a special sort of bond, but she'd never really thought about why. In Ollivanders they'd told her that her wand chose her, and she just took it at that. But after this class, she was suddenly very interested in the subject. "Great lesson, professor!" She said honestly, as she gathered up her things, and stood from her seat. "Thank you." She thought about going to ask about her wand personality, but nobody else had, so she didn't want to be the only one who didn't know theirs. She simply decided she would read up on that sort of thing tonight, and then she would know. No need to embarrass herself more fully than she'd already done in this lesson.