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After dealing with their somewhat embarrassing situation, Harry, Susan, and Hermione began making their way around the Quidditch World Cup grounds. Their first stop was to attempt to find where the Weasley family had set up. Finding it had thankfully not proven difficult, as the Weasley family had a tendency to stand out no matter where they were. Fred and George Weasley were currently in front of the tent, setting up what appeared to be some kind of cart.
"Hello George. Hello Fred." Harry said, nodding to each of them in turn. While many had always had difficulties distinguishing between the pair, even with his limited experience, Harry didn't have such issues.
"Morning Harry!" George said, as Fred continued messing with the cart. "Looking to be our first customer?"
"Customer?" Harry questioned. George motioned to the signage above the cart that read "Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes".
"We've been doing pranks and the like around Hogwarts our entire tenure, it's what we like doing. Dad gave us an idea that we could probably make our own devices and sell them. Fun gags and items. We made a few batches and are gonna try and sell them around the grounds, see how they do." Fred said, as George unpacked a couple items. The display was somewhat eclectic, filled with things Harry had little idea how to process. There were what appeared to be ears on strings, hats with eyeballs on top, and a selection of funnels with Team logos on them.
"So what are these?" Harry asked, looking over the display.
"The Ears are our extendable ears. They let you hear things that would otherwise be out of earshot. You could set one outside your door to hear someone coming, listen into a private conversation, or listen to the Wizarding Wireless while you're supposed to be studying. The Hats are our lookout hats. They let you see from the eyes on top provided you close your eyes first. We figure some people may want to use these here if they're put behind someone tall in the stands. These things here are noise makers that say the chants of various teams when you use them. We've got Bulgaria and Ireland's national ones, but also a few other smaller teams like the Chudley Cannons for more general fans." George said, as Fred jokingly over-demonstrated the items.
"That's brilliant you two! Huh, well I guess I'll take one of those ears. Seems like a fun thing." Harry said, pulling out a galleon and handing it to Fred.
"Thank you kindly Mr. Potter for your patronage!" George said. "See that Forge? I knew we'd have customers!"
"Never doubted it for a minute, but you're Forge, I'm Gred." Fred said.
The talk outside brought Luna from the tent, who immediately came over to greet Harry with a hug and a kiss. "Hello Harry. I'm so happy to see you. Daddy says hi." She said, before looking over to Susan and Hermione. "Hello to you two as well. Seems that I missed out on some fun. Oh well, I will have my time."
How Luna could know that, Harry was unsure, but his youngest love was always incredibly perceptive, if anyone was capable of such a feat it would be her. Harry laced his fingers with hers and held her close. "Feel like exploring some of the grounds? Some of the tents look rather interesting, and if Fred and George here are any indication maybe some people have shops set up."
"Happy to go anywhere with you Harry. Let me let Mrs. Weasley know that I'm going." Luna said, kissing Harry on the cheek before walking back inside. She came out a moment later and locked her hand in his again. "Let's go."
The grounds were truly a sight to behold as Harry walked through them. Aside from the variety of tents set-up that Harry truly believed were more impressive than some of the houses he had seen, the sheer variety of goods at the small pop-up stores were impressive. From confectionaries to team spirit goods, it seems anything someone would want at a sporting event was there. Luna found herself drawn however to a small shop that was selling umbrellas. The man in the shop had a creature Harry wasn't immediately familiar with that was sniffing around his feet. It turned to look at them as they approached, before making a sort of honking noise at them. The man, who had been reading the paper, looked over it and greeted them.
"Hello. Got some umbrellas here. Charmed to keep the wind and rain off ya. Never know when the weather's gonna get worse." The man said, his northern accent coming through very clearly. "Let me know if you want something."
"May I pet your Niffler? He's very cute." Luna asked, kneeling down to the small creature.
"Oh, Skippy? Sure. Knock yourself out. Aim for the belly and he'll be your best mate." The man said, chuckling a bit. Luna nodded and pet the creature, surely going directly for his stomach, and scoring maximum points from the creature. Harry could simply feel the contentment coming from the diminutive mammal as it received his belly rub. Harry browsed through a few of the umbrellas the man had available, and found one that was particularly interesting to him. It was a fairly standard thing, blue in color, with a brass fennel and wooden handle. What intrigued Harry was the hollow inside.
"Excuse me sir, what's the hollow in the handle of this umbrella for?" Harry asked, looking over at the man.