Basement

The door to the basement is locked by a rusty old lock, and also reinforced by magic. Professor Reid doesn't talk about what is down here.

*Madison unlocked several locks before entering the basement and closing the door behind her. She tossed her old wand onto an old and weak desk and raised her new wand, and the desk burst into flames, as well as the old wand*

"I must be taking after my grandfather."

*she muttered bitterly before lashing her wand out at another frail and unused piece of furniture, destroying it as well. She was testing out the new wand, and she guiltily enjoyed its feel*

*she sighed and glanced around the basement. It was full of things she'd inherited from her grandfather, most of which her mother had been the previous owner. Neither she or Madison cared for anything that was passed down to them. The only exception was Gem, Madison's owl, in which she adored ever so. Madison could spot several objects of dark magic spread about the junk in the room, and she sighed, examing her wand more closely*

Does it really matter...? It's the heart that makes the wizard, not the wand....

*she tried unsuccessfully to convince herself, but the only comfort she found was the spiral design of the wand*

*she glanced back to the remains of the old wand, and she couldn't refrain from smirking as she turned and left the room, locking the basement back up again with the usual enchantments*