"Thank you for bringing our men back. Most leave to become fighters, bounty hunters, adventurers or scholars. They forget about usuntil they retire an... only return too old to fight." She looks up at me with the largest and saddest eyes I've ever seen and I'm enchanted by her beauty."I'm Orgoth. Ogrul is the strong one, Gashmuuk is the smart one. I'm the other one." I chuckle and feel my face brighten a little, my tusks suddenly feeling huge as I notice them for the first timein a while. Or at. No… no they couldn’t have, not that near the front gate. The magic there was too thin. They would have all been incinerated. She began to cry. “What was he doing there, anyway? He should have been with Harry, headed to the castle.” She paused. “You don’t think… Harry too?” “That explosion… that was more than dragonfire,” said Ron. “And it wasn’t one of Sirius’ traps.” “We need to tell the others. We need to see if Harry’s okay. We need to go to the castle and—” “We need to follow orders,” Ron. One that, if your mother had known, would have caused her to forbid you to participate.”“Dad, Mrs. Sanders talked to Mom a couple of times about the wedding. They talked at church and they talked here before we left. I have no idea what was said because those were private conversations. But Mom did approve based on what Mrs. Sanders said, not what I said.”“Son, were you involved with that young woman in any way?”There was no way I could deny it outright, I just couldn’t do that. A refusal to. Time to test if they are genuine or pretending for the tourists.When I walked in, I found four women and one older man working in the boutique. Two of the women were first-generation Japanese-Chinese-American. By their noticeably American accents, one woman was of Korean-Chinese origin, the other Taiwanese. The man hadn’t said a word, but the facial features and how he carried himself allowed me to guess that he immigrated to the U.S. from China at least a decade or more ago.To the two American.