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"Next..." Simon said calling up the next person on the queue. The woman in question answered with movement, signing in and putting on one of the name-tags provided for the event. He couldn't help wonder just a second on what number that would make her having already dealt with so many.
"Good day," he greeted politely before holding out his hand for her wand. "Your wand please. And then describe its characteristics."
Persephone pulled her wand out of her dress robes and calmly handed it to the security agent.
"Ash, 8 1/2”, dragon heartstring," she responded politely. It wasn't his fault she was late to the party and now had to wait patiently for standard security measures. She hoped her superior wouldn't be too upset. This whole event seemed like a casual gathering, not an important briefing.