It was Botros' weekend, too, despite the mountain of paperwork he left at his office. Some of his grandkids should be here somewhere, too, probably chaperoned by Hassan who'd let them run around causing adorable havoc in the village. His presence here should be known to any if they needed him, the Hog's Head was his and Sherman's favorite place in Hogsmeade, they met here frequently.

The old man walked in, smiled and greeted the shopkeeper then took a seat at his usual table.