Neville was excited about the prospect of moving into the flat with the girls. He didn't mind being on his own, but with his Gran gone, he thought he wanted some privacy, as it turned out, he was wrong.
He was going through the daily deliveries and was suprised to find a new shipment of smelly stingers, a sort of catus type plant that wards off poltergiests. "Now what would Mrs. Arbor want with so many of these," he thought to himself.
He finished up logging the remaining shipment in the ledger and stacked them in the small room in the celler at the back of the shop. He was feeling a bit hungry and thought he might take some time to get some shopping down so he went to tell Mrs. Arbor that he'd be back in one hour and he left to head down the coblestone streets of Diagon Alley.
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