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"Thank you, old man," Callie said as she bowed and thanked the old man who had been so patient with her the whole time that she had looked for her wand. "I'm not going to have this wand with me right now if you're not here, so thank you despite my yell and those other words that I said that were not really pleasing to the ears." "Wow. She knows how to apologize." She heard Free remarked, and she was near on giving him another taste of the shockwaves from the wands if she was not just able to control herself. He should be thankful. "It's nothing. It's mainly the wand that called you and I am just the instrument. You should take good care of the wand because if that breaks, you would not have another wand for you the same as the connection you shared with that one. It is not a metal that d
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