He stopped back at his room to drop off the clothes and backpacks, moved his new knife into the mokeskin pouch hanging from his neck, and put his new hat on. He set up Hedwig’s new perch and filled her water dish; she butted her head against his cheek and swooped to her new home for a drink. Then he threw the Cloak back over himself and headed for the entrance to Knockturn Alley.