Heavy is the Head (Astrid)

Rowena watched as the girl struggled with her wand a bit, curious until she heard her mutter something about it being an old wand. Perhaps a hand-me-down she considered, that just wouldn't do for the healer of the entire school to be using a wand not matched to her. She had so much potential that was likely not being realized by using someone else's wand.

When she brought back the tray with the potion, juice, and tea, Rowena gave her a pained smile. "I'll take the potion with the juice and then drink the tea if you please," she said as she studied Astrid for a moment.

"Pardon my intrusion, Astrid," she began carefully, pursing her lips slightly. "Have you considered getting yourself a new wand? One that is better matched to you and your skills?" She took the vial of headache potion and quickly knocked it back before chasing it with the goblet of juice. She shuddered slightly, not caring for the taste but the chilled pumpkin juice did a bit to change the flavor profile.

She then set the goblet back onto the tray and then picked up the cup of stewed herbs and sipped gently as she waited on her answer.