They’ve rented out the entire pub. It’s one of the trendy new establishments on Diagon, the kind of place with monochromatic tiles, bushy palm plants in the loos, fake Grecian sculptures everywhere, and a Muggle Spotify playlist hooked up to a 1950s replica jukebox. The floors are sticky but the cocktails are pricey, and even though Neville tried to argue for a lowkey celebration this year—"why can’t we just, I don’t know, go fishing? Hire a bothy in the Highlands? Go to Hackney City Farm and touch some baby pigs or something?"—he’s currently half-cut and having the time of his life dancing between his wife and the drag queen host who towers over them both in her red platform heels.