Albus Severus Potter (

Al peered down at himself and adjusted the grip and pinch of the nosepiece, the angle of the temple arms.

Madam Pomfrey's handwriting was crisper now, that he looked up at it through new lenses. He beamed.

"They're perfectly symmetrical and light and the lenses are wide enough to avoid interfering with my side vision," he said approvingly, pushing them up his nose as they rested in just the right spot. "Thank you!"

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