Everything was wonderful. The bank was guarded by real goblins who said they did still have a king, which she thought Andrealphus would be happy to hear. The potions shop was full of jars of fascinating ingredients to look over, though sadly her father wouldn’t buy any for her once the professor said she shouldn’t brew potions out of school. So he only bought the phials and cauldron on her list. Her father curiously looked around the odd assortment of animals in the Magical Menagerie pet store while Hermione looked for a creature that she felt drawn to – one who might make a good familiar. Her father favoured an owl, but Hermione quickly decided on the cutest little ginger half-Kneazle kitten with a squashed face. The shopkeeper said he usually hissed and scratched at customers and was surprised that he took to Hermione right away with a tiny rumbling purr. Buying clothes at Madam Malkin’s was rather boring, and even enchanted measuring tapes couldn’t make that fun. She did put on one of her new robes and was happy that she blended in more, however. Apart from clothes shopping, everything was fantastic.