"We will," Wood told him. "Oh, and Harry, one more thing ... Dolohov is taking the opportunity on Sunday to host a party of his own, in the absence of his own wife to this outing on Fissick Alley. They are legendary for their level of seedy debauchery ... drugs, drink, Witches of the Night ... they put even the diciest brothels on Immore Alley to shame. Here’s a ticket ... with that shawl, you should blend in just perfectly!"