Wand of a Witch-To-Be

Upon arrival in France, the first stop for Hanna was Amythist Alley, where Fabre's Wnads was located. It was a quaint shop who's wooden front wall made even the cloudy day look nice. The first wand she tried was a 11 and a half inch Holly wand. It sputtered, but steadfastly refused to do anything else no matter what she tried, as did A 11 inch Pine wand which just let out a long, low raspburry before falling silent, but, as they say, “Third time's a charm!”, so Fergus brought out another, and another, until one finally did... well it certainly did something. Hanna had, in her hand, a thirteen inch Norwegian Oak wand with a Phoenix feather core, which felt right, in some inexplicable way, and, upon using the test spell Fergus taught her for testing wands, in let out a bright green light that began working it's way towards the ceiling. There was no question. This was the one.