Ericson was baffled, but his chief had ordered him to get her what she needed. One plus for the werewolf pack: they didn’t question orders. He hastily rounded up several others, shouting orders and instructions in the werewolves’ language. Wolves fumbled in bags and tents, finally coming up with the five Knuts. Several of Ericson’s deputies vanished with the crack of Apparition. Diagon Alley was going to be the site of at least one smash-and-grab tonight.