 Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right.
Harvey walked past the magnificent Golden Gates. It was definitely more showy than the American MoM, which he had visited on occasion.
With his box of things still under his right arm and his wooden cane in his left he went a little further in. Once again with his head low and looking down making sure no one recognized him. No way was he going to let anybody see him, a former Quidditch Star, in such a pathetic state that he'd need to use a cane to help him walk.
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