"I'll do something better. I'll get you a few of our classics. You'll have fun, and it'll give you an idea of what we do," he said, making a note to stop by at the book store.
"Allison, I know who's working on what, but last time, it took over fifty years to figure out why he couldn't be killed. While I trust them to find a cure eventually, we don't have years." He wished they did, even if that was rather selfish of him. She needed to go back and soon.
"I don't really like them, but the party is awesome," he admitted, before grinning. "Yeah, I know the place. It's a wizard house. There are plenty of magical animals in there, but there are spells so Muggles won't see them."