Fernsong followed Professor McGonagall and Ginny to a room. Two boys were standing there looking shameful, and Fernsong heard a lot of shrieks before being guided to a humongous -

"THUNDERSNAKE!" shrieked Ivypool.

Ginny stared at her. "What now? That's a train!"

"No, it's a Thundersnake," argued Ivypool. "Dovewing told me about it. It's a big, big monster that has many different parts and carries Twolegs and a bunch of black rocks. It rides along the Silverpath and is extremely fast."

"I can assure you we call it a train," corrected Ginny.

"Ugh, whatever," said Ivypool (I can totally imagine her saying that!!!).

"Whoa," said Fernsong. A red-brick-made alley was standing before them in all its glory, with little nests in every corner.

"I'll lead you all to Ollivander's, where I got my wand," said Ginny. "He's the best wandmaker, everyone says."

The door let out a strange tink-ting sound, and a silver-haired man appeared.

"Hello, you all," he said to the former warriors - and medicine cat. "I'll start with you, erm - what's your name?"

"Um - Ivyp - Ivy."

"Okay," he handed her a wand. "This is from a yew bush -"

"WHAT?" shouted about all the former warriors, and Flipclaw had to restrain Jayfeather from leaping on top of him. Jayfeather was still shouting hysterically.

"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND THAT BUSH'S BERRIES ARE DEADLY YOU'RE A MOUSEBRAIN HOW CAN YOU AVOID THOSE BERRIES IF YOU ARE SNAPPING OFF TWIGS -"

Fernsong put a hand on his mouth to muffle his screams.

"Wrong material, I guess..." muttered Ollivander, putting back the yew wand and taking out another. He handed it to Ivypool, saying, "Elder tree, flexible, ten inches, phoenix feather core - this one might suit you. Give it a flick by this stool, and say 'Wingardium Leviosa!'"

Ivypool pointed the wand to the stool and said loudly, "Wing - Wingardium Leviosa!"

At once the stool levitated off the ground and bonked into the ceiling, staying there.

"Great!" said Ollivander. "Now, how about you?"

"I -" said Fernsong, "I'm Fern."

"Here," said Ollivander, giving him a wand. "Holly bush, inflexible, eleven inches, dragon heartstring core - point it to the stool and say 'Descendo'."

"Descendo!" said Fernsong, flicking the wand to the stool. The stool regained it position to where it was before Ivypool levitated it.

"Very good!" clapped Ollivander. "You next, erm -"

"I'm Bris." said Bristlefrost nervously.

"Okay, here's the wand - ash tree, don't even try to flex it, twelve inches, pheonix-feather core. Plenty of scratch marks from an angry little Bowtruckle) Point to that window and shout 'Reducto'."

"R - Reducto!" said Bristlefrost, but she was engulfed in a cloud of gray smoke instead.

"No, no..." hissed Ollivander, taking back the wand. "Here: lightning tree (had to Disapparate or I would've been locked in Muggle prison), very flexible, nine inches, unicorn tail-fur core."

"Reducto!" shouted Bristlefrost, and the window exploded in a million shards of glass. Bristlefrost shrieked.

"Good,"said Ollivander, causing Jayfeather to scream a bit more ("ARE YOU TEACHING US HOW TO MAKE STUFF EXPLODE -"). He turned to Jayfeather and said: "What's your name?"

"Jay," said Jayfeather defiantly.

"I think The first wand I tried on Bristlefrost will work for you. Point it to the shattered window and say 'Reparo'."

"Reparo!" hissed Jayfeather, and the shards floated together to make the window whole and bolted into the windowpane. Jayfeather stared at the wand, looking at the scratch marks on it - Oh, he must be remembering his old stick! thought Fernsong, having heard tales from Sandstorm.

"Next you, miss - ah -"

"Squilf!" said Squirrelflight quickly.

"Here - acacia, flexible, ten inches, pheonix feather core - point it to... let's say this one -" he pointed to Bramblestar "- and shout 'Eat Slugs'!"

"EWWWWWWWWWWWWW, no WAY am I doing that!" gagged Squirrelflight. "You know what? Fine."

"WHAT -" started Bramblestar, but Squirrelflight cut him off, yelling, "Eat Slugs!"

"Ewwwwwwwwwwwww," said the warriors while Bramblestar started retching up slugs.

Jayfeather asked Ollivander if he had any yarrow. "He must vomit out all the other slugs!" hissed the cranky medicine cat.

Ollivander muttered a counterhex and Bramblestar immediately stopped retching up slugs. "Here, um -"

"Brambl," said Bramblestar.

"Willow tree, inflexible, eleven inches, dragon heartstring. Point it to -" Ollivander muttered a spell that made his finger bleed "- me and say 'Tergeo'."

"Tergeo!" said Bramblestar, and the blood cleaned up. Meanwhile, Jayfeather was climbing shelves to get handfuls of cobwebs for the wound and yelled at Ollivander for five minutes straight that he climbed twelve shelves for nothing.

After having bought the wands, Fernsong and the others set out to buy owls, but about ten minutes after buying them -

"Hey! Where's Bristle - erm, Bris?"