She swiftly plucked them off the floor and placed them onto a high shelf. As usual, Harry watched Teddy carefully, alternatively laughing and furrowing his little eyebrows uncertainly at his wild friend. Teddy waved his hands again, and one of the skeins of yarn flew off, sailing through the air and landing in Mrs. Smith’s African violet. Harry and Teddy dissolved into giggles, and this time, Remus did jump up, retrieving the yarn and quickly packing up the knitting basket.