"We can actually meet him!" an elderly Witch exclaimed delightedly. "Who would want to?" Harry scoffed at Hermione, although apparently not as quietly as he had thought judging by the death stares the Witch and her friend shot him. Snickering Hermione led the way into the jam-packed store, elbowing people out of her way, which was an impressive feat in itself, the store was so full that everyone was in everyone else's personal space. There was barely enough room to breathe let alone move, finally though Hermione managed to get them to the other side of the shop and up the stairs.