 Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science!
Thomas had taken to wandering the magical streets of Diagon Alley, the frown from earlier had gone and had been replaced with a look of pure bewilderment. The maaagic world woz blaady cool, no doubt about it... but it was also a little scary.
And, yes, that was coming from a young chav boy who lived in one of the roughest areas of London.
He somehow found himself inside the carnival he had read about earlier and he walked determinedly towards a large red and white striped tent which had caught his attention. He skidded to a standstill and peered at the sign. *squint* 'Fr.. erm.. .freak.. show. Freakshow?'
His eyes widened. Tom had once entered a trailer at a muggle fairground and found himself face to face with the weird freaks of the muggle world. It was pretty damn scary as well: conjoined sheep in formaldehyde.. stuffed monkeys with wings, that sort of thing. The magical version had to be TERRIFYING in comparison.
He was about to enter when he spied a familiar girl loitering outside. Freddie's friend. Wotsah name..
“'Ello, Cass.” He chirped cheerfully, and then added. “I ain' a maggle no more.” Just in case she wondered what he was doing here on his own. He smiled brightly at the girl. “You plannin' on goin' in there?” He tilted his head towards the freakshow tent.
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