Logan nodded somberly as Teddy made each and every requirement for his broom clear. There were already a selection of base brooms that would work for someone who was six, with plenty of room for growth. "Appearances aren't everything," he warned the child as he stood and straightened, beckoning the pair back where the youth brooms were kept.
He looked at Harry. "A lot of these are meant for young fliers so it should be something he can easily handle. Plus, they're customizable." That, he learned, was often more important than how fast or high a broom could go. It was almost always about looks. "I, uh, do have the safety brochures if his Gran wants to look over them."