 *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
"oly vhen you try to eat his pet rocks, or ah... lick his tie kollection," Adam told Catherina. He was rubbing his nose again because he could feel another sneeze building.
He was lost in this thoughts as he watched Airey's retreating form disappearing. "Vhat?" he asked turning back towards Laurel. "Oh...Golem..." There were enough broken orbs and he didn't need to add to the problem/collection/pile. He pulled out his wand and started waving it around. Some of the feathers and fluff and stuffing rolled towards him. It collected in a pile and he tried a few version of the Reparo spells. As he suspected, this egg was not going to be put back together.
"Laurel," he called after a few minutes, uncertain of who was still in the room. "Laurel," he said again. "Someone? Can you try fixing zis? Mein vand...it must be a new moon." Or he just really sucked at charms (which was true too). But his wand? Well, it was super temperamental around a new moon. If it couldn't be fixed, he'd box up the remains and take it over to the charmists so they could take a look at it.
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