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Neither Harry nor Ron bought any ingredients at the Apothecary, seeing that they were no longer studying Potions, but both bought large boxes of owl nuts for Hedwig and Pigwidgeon at Eeylops Owl Emporium. Then, with Mrs. Weasley checking her watch every minute or so, they headed farther along the street in search of Weasleys Wizard Wheezes, the joke shop run by Fred and George. We really havent got too long, Mrs. Weasley said. So well just have a quick look around and then back to the car. We must be close, thats number ninety-two. ninety-four. Whoa, said Ron, right! call of duty pictures season apologise in his tracks. Set against the dull, poster-muffled shop fronts around them, Fred and Georges windows hit the eye like a firework display. Casual passersby were looking back over their shoulders at the windows, and a few rather stunnedlooking people had actually come to a halt, transfixed. The left-hand window was dazzlingly full of an assortment of goods that revolved, popped, flashed, bounced, and shrieked; Harrys eyes began to water just looking at it. The right-hand window was covered with a gigantic poster, purple like those of the Ministry, but emblazoned with flashing yellow letters: WHY ARE YOU WORRYING ABOUT YOU-KNOW-WHO. YOU SHOULD BE WORRYING ABOUT U-NO-POO - THE CONSTIPATION SENSATION THATS GRIPPING THE NATION. Harry started to laugh. He heard a weak sort of moan beside him and looked around to see Mrs. Weasley gazing, dumbfounded, at the poster. Her lips moved silently, mouthing the name U-No-Poo. Theyll be murdered in their beds. she whispered. No they wont. said Ron, who, like Harry, was laughing. This is brilliant. And he and Harry led the way into the shop. It was packed with customers; Harry could not get near the shelves. He stared around, looking up at the boxes piled to the ceiling: Here were the Skiving Snackboxes that the twins had perfected during their last, unfinished year at Hogwarts; Harry noticed that the Nosebleed Nougat was most popular, with only one battered box left on the shelf. There were bins full of trick wands, the cheapest merely turning into rubber chickens or pairs of briefs when waved, the most expensive beating the unwary user around the head and neck, and boxes of quills, which came in Self-Inking, Spell-Checking, and Smart-Answer varieties. A space cleared in the crowd, and Harry pushed his way toward the counter, where a gaggle check this out delighted ten-year-olds was watching a tiny little wooden man slowly ascending the steps to a real set of gallows, both perched on a box that read: REUSABLE HANGMAN - SPELL IT OR HELL SWING. Patented Daydream Charms. Hermione had managed to squeeze through to a large display near the counter and was reading the information on the back of a box bearing a highly colored picture of a handsome youth and a swooning girl who were standing on the deck of a pirate ship. One simple incantation and you will enter a top-quality, highly realistic, thirty-minute daydream, easy to fit into the average school lesson and virtually undetectable (side effects include vacant expression and minor drooling). Not for sale to under-sixteens. You know, said Hermione, looking up at Harry, that really is extraordinary magic. For that, Hermione, said a voice behind them, you can have one for free. A beaming Fred stood before them, wearing a set of magenta robes that clashed magnificently with his flaming hair. How are you, Harry. They shook hands. And whats happened to your eye, Hermione. Your punching telescope, she said ruefully. Oh blimey, I forgot about those, said Fred. 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Come through the back, Harry, thats where were making the real money - pocket anything, you, and youll pay in more than Galleons. he added warningly to a small boy who hastily whipped his hand out of the tub labeled EDIBLE DARK MARKS - THEYLL MAKE ANYONE SICK. George pushed back a curtain beside the Muggle tricks Steam train fort william Harry saw a darker, less crowded room. The packaging on the products lining these shelves was more subdued. Weve just developed this more serious line, said Fred. Funny how it happened. You wouldnt believe how many people, even people who work at the Ministry, cant do a decent Shield Charm, said George. Course, they didnt have you teaching them, Harry. Thats right. Well, we thought Shield Hats were a bit of a laugh, you know, challenge your mate to jinx you while wearing it and watch his face when the jinx just bounces off. But the Ministry bought five hundred for all its support staff. And were still getting massive orders. So weve expanded into a range of Shield Cloaks, Shield Gloves. I mean, they wouldnt help much against the Unforgivable Curses, but for minor to moderate hexes or jinxes. And then we thought wed get into the whole area of Defense Against the Dark Arts, because its such a money spinner, continued George enthusiastically. This is cool. Look, Instant Darkness Powder, were importing it from Peru. Handy if you want to make a quick escape. And our Decoy Detonators are just walking off the shelves, look, said Fred, pointing at a number of weird-looking black horn-type objects that were indeed attempting to scurry out of sight. You just drop one surreptitiously and itll run off and make a nice loud noise out of sight, giving you a diversion if you need one. Handy, said Harry, impressed. Here, said George, catching a couple and Steam train fort william them to Harry. A young witch with short blonde hair poked her head around the curtain; Harry saw that she too was wearing magenta staff robes. Theres a customer out here looking for a joke cauldron, Mr. Weasley and Mr. Weasley, she said. Harry found it very odd to hear Fred and George called Mr. Weasley, but they took it in their stride. Right you are, Verity, Im coming, said George promptly. Harry, you game download tencent offline yourself Steam train fort william anything you want, all right. No charge. I cant do that. said Harry, who had already pulled out his money bag to pay for the Decoy Detonators. You dont pay here, said Fred firmly, waving away Harrys gold. But - You gave us our start-up loan, we havent forgotten, said George sternly. Take whatever you like, and just remember to tell people where you got it, if they ask. George swept off through the curtain to help with the customers, and Fred led Harry back into the main part of the shop to find Hermione and Ginny still poring over the Patented Daydream Charms. Havent you girls found our special WonderWitch products yet. asked Fred. Follow me, ladies. Near the window was an array of violently pink products around which a cluster of excited girls was giggling enthusiastically. Hermione and Ginny both hung back, looking wary. There you go, said Fred proudly. Best range of love potions youll find anywhere. Ginny raised an eyebrow skeptically. Do they work. she asked. Certainly they work, for up to twenty-four hours at a time depending on the weight of the boy in question - - and the attractiveness of the girl, said George, reappearing suddenly at their side. But were not selling them to our sister, he added, becoming suddenly stern, not when shes already got about five boys on the go from what weve - Whatever youve heard from Ron is a big fat lie, said Ginny calmly, leaning forward to take a small pink pot off the shelf. Whats this. Guaranteed ten-second pimple vanisher, said Fred. Excellent on everything from boils to blackheads, but dont change the subject. Are you or are you not currently going out with a boy called Dean Thomas. Yes, I am, said Ginny. And last time I looked, he was definitely one boy, not five. What are those. She was pointing at a number of round balls of fluff in shades of pink and purple, all rolling around the bottom of a cage and emitting high-pitched squeaks. Pygmy Puffs, said George. Miniature puffskeins, we cant breed them fast enough. So what about Michael Corner. I dumped him, he was a bad loser, said Ginny, putting a finger through the bars of the cage and watching the Pygmy Puffs crowd around it. Theyre really cute. Theyre fairly cuddly, yes, conceded Fred. But youre moving through boyfriends a bit fast, arent you. Ginny turned to look at him, her hands on her hips. There was such a Mrs. Weasley-ish glare on her face that Harry was surprised Fred didnt recoil. Its none of your business. And Ill thank you, she added angrily to Ron, who had just appeared at Georges elbow, laden with merchandise, not to tell tales about me to these two. Thats three Galleons, nine Sickles, and a Knut, said Fred, examining the many boxes in Rons arms. Cough up. Im your brother. And thats our stuff youre nicking. Three Galleons, nine Sickles. Ill knock off the Knut. But I havent got three Galleons, nine Sickles. Youd better put it back then, and mind you put it on the right shelves. Ron dropped several boxes, swore, and made a rude hand gesture at Fred that was unfortunately spotted by Mrs. Weasley, who had chosen that moment to appear. If I see you do that again Ill jinx your fingers together, she said sharply. Mum, can I have a Pygmy Puff. said Ginny at once. A what. said Mrs. Weasley warily. Look, theyre so sweet. Mrs. Weasley moved aside to look at the Pygmy Puffs, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione momentarily had an unimpeded view out of the window. Draco Malfoy was hurrying up the street alone. As he passed Weasleys Wizard Wheezes, he glanced over his shoulder. Seconds later, he moved beyond the scope of the window and they lost sight of him. Wonder where his mummy is. said Harry, frowning. Given her the slip by the looks of it, said Ron. Why, though. said Hermione. Harry said nothing; he was thinking too hard. Narcissa Malfoy would not have let her precious son out of her sight willingly; Malfoy must have made a real effort to free himself from her clutches. Harry, knowing and loathing Malfoy, was sure the reason could not be innocent. He glanced around. Mrs. Weasley and Ginny were bending over the Pygmy Puffs. Weasley was delightedly examining a pack of Muggle marked playing cards. Fred and George were both helping customers. On the other side of the glass, Hagrid was standing with his back to them, looking up and down the street. Get under here, quick, said Harry, pulling his Invisibility Cloak out of his bag. Oh - I dont know, Harry, said Hermione, looking uncertainly toward Mrs. Weasley. Come on. said Ron. She hesitated for a second longer, then ducked under the Cloak with Harry and Ron. Nobody noticed them vanish; they were all too interested in Fred and Georges products. Harry, Ron, and Hermione squeezed their way out of the door as quickly as they could, but by the time they gained the street, Malfoy had disappeared just as successfully as they had. He was going in that direction, murmured Harry as quietly as possible, so that the humming Hagrid would not hear them. Cmon. They scurried along, peering left and right, through shop windows and doors, until Hermione pointed ahead. Thats him, isnt it. she whispered. Turning left. Big surprise, whispered Ron. For Malfoy had glanced around, then slid into Knockturn Alley and out of sight. Quick, or well lose him, said Harry, speeding up. Our feetll be seen. said Hermione anxiously, as the Cloak flapped a little around their ankles; it was much more difficult hiding all three of them under the Cloak nowadays. It doesnt matter, said Harry impatiently. Just hurry. But Knockturn Alley, the side street devoted to the Dark Arts, looked completely deserted. They peered into windows as they passed, but none of the shops seemed to have any customers at all. Harry supposed it was a bit of a giveaway in these dangerous steam deck and reddit suspicious times to buy Dark artifacts - or at least, to be seen buying them. Hermione gave his arm a hard pinch. Ouch. Shh. Look. Hes in there. she breathed in Harrys ear. They had drawn level with the only shop in Knockturn Alley that Harry had ever visited, Borgin and Burkes, which sold a wide variety of sinister objects. There in the midst of the cases full of skulls and old bottles stood Draco Malfoy with his back to them, just visible beyond the very same large black cabinet in which Harry had once hidden to avoid Malfoy and his father. Judging by the movements of Malfoys hands, he was talking animatedly. The proprietor of the shop, Mr. Borgin, an oily-haired, stooping man, stood facing Malfoy. He was wearing a curious expression of mingled resentment and fear. If only we could hear what theyre saying. said Hermione. We can. said Ron excitedly. Hang on - damn - He dropped a couple more of the boxes he was still clutching as he fumbled with the largest. Extendable Ears, look. Fantastic. said Hermione, as Ron unraveled the long, flesh-colored strings and began to feed them toward the bottom of the door. Oh, I hope the door isnt Imperturbable - No. said Ron gleefully. Listen. They put their heads together and listened intently to the ends of the strings, through which Malfoys voice could be heard loud and clear, as though a radio had been turned on. you know how to fix it. Possibly, said Borgin, in a tone that suggested he was unwilling to commit himself. Ill need to see it, though. Why dont you bring it into the shop. I cant, said Malfoy. Its got to stay put. I just need you to tell me how to do it. Harry saw Borgin lick his lips nervously. Well, without seeing it, I must say it will be a very difficult job, perhaps impossible. I couldnt guarantee anything. said Malfoy, and Harry knew, just by his tone, that Malfoy was sneering. Perhaps this will make you more confident. He moved toward Borgin and was blocked from view by the cabinet. Harry, Ron, and Hermione shuffled sideways to try and keep him in sight, but Steam train fort william they could see was Borgin, looking very frightened. Tell anyone, said Malfoy, and there will be retribution. You know Fenrir Greyback. Hes a family friend. Hell be dropping in from time to time to make sure youre giving the problem your full attention. There will be no need for - Ill decide that, said Malfoy. Well, Id better be off. And dont forget to keep that one safe, Ill need it. Perhaps youd like to take it now. No, of course I wouldnt, you stupid little man, how would I look carrying that down the street. Just dont sell it. Of course not. sir.

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