It was a nice day for a walk in Dufftown! And man were there a bunch of people out; muggle people. Two ladies, one redhead and one brunette, walked out of the salon with freshly manicured fingernails and new hair do's, gossiping about a friend of theirs that was going through a rough patch. "Well, if she would just be nice occasionally maybe she wouldn't be going through so much. Karma is real you know," the brunette said with a pointed look to the redhead.

At the ice cream parlour there was a young mother with long flowing blonde hair, trying to get her toddler to stop rubbing his sticky fingers through it. "Jasper, please, mommy doesn't want to take another shower today." She said with a sigh, taking a wet-wipe from the diaper bag and attempting to clean the wiggliest worm of a child ever found.

Over at Balvenie Castle there was two small groups of teens, a group of four girls and a five boys, that also seemed to be on a field trip...that or they were skipping out of school, which happened entirely too often around Dufftown. Their laughter could be heard all through the courtyard of the castle. A tan boy with dark hair and bright blue eyes was making fun of his friend who just tripped and fell over a rock while trying to impress the gaggle of girls. "You can't even walk without tripping, why would even try to do a backflip," the dark haired boy called out as his friend sheepishly stood up and dusted himself off.

These local muggles were used to having tourist around, so they definitely wouldn't notice anything different about the students that were coming off of the tour bus; not even the strange sticks hidden in their bags or pockets. To these muggles, they were just another group of tourists.