Once they’d reached London—and fought their way through a crowd of well-wishers at the wizarding pub, The Leaky Cauldron—Harry’d had to fight tooth and nail every time he wanted to deviate from Hagrid’s instructions. He had steered Harry away from browsing the bookstore, instructing him to get his assigned course books and nothing more; Harry had managed to get The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts, Hogwarts: A History, a guidebook titled Magic for the Muggleborn, and a book on magical government, but any attempt to get books about more advanced magic was rebuffed. Hagrid had also cut off the saleswitch at Mr. Strong’s Boxes and Trunks as she was explaining about the special compartments she could add, insisting on an ordinary school trunk, and, though he was happy enough to browse a magical curio shop after lunch, he wouldn’t let Harry buy a dagger with a collapsible blade.