Mo's hand was cramping from all the notes he was taking, even if he was deeply dissatisfied with the answer to his question. He didn't want to know why it was impractical to have two wands, or how they were used, or any of that. His mother had two, and a license for it, and he got that. But she was still the owner of two wands and he wondered if that mattered to the particular wands.

Perhaps it just didn't.

Mo raised his hand. "When we made our own gandr last term, it was important to feel for which tree was willing to give up wood, and then talk to it and ask permission... and we had to give it a gift. We buried it at the base of the tree." Mo had given sweat and blood, actually, even though Lex was more interested in feeding her tree chocolate frogs.