"Of course of course, it seems like only yesterday your mothers was in here herself buying her first wand. Ten and a quarter inches long, swishy, made of willow. Nice wand for charms work" Mister Ollivander waved his own wand and no more than 20 boxes flew from the shelf, Harry noticed that this whole time the man hadn't blinked once, which was slightly creepy but he couldn't judge as he himself had been told he could be rather unsettling "your father on the other hand , favoured a mahogany wand. Eleven inches. Pliable. A little more power and excellent with transfigurations, well I say your father favoured it but I suppose they favoured each other, the wand has just as much say in the matter as the wizard."