Ah, The Three Broomsticks. Seemed the perfect place to have a meal and to meet the locals.

Ström sat at a table in the pub, enjoying the first but having no luck with the second as the place was devoid of anyone but himself and the shopkeeper. Weird. And supposedly, those Hogwartians had a free weekend. Maybe they'd all decided to stay up at the castle? He couldn't blame them, after all, it was a bit chilly. Not for him, but for anyone not used to it.....

He popped a chip into his mouth and watched the door, waiting for someone he could pounce on greet.