Charlie spluttered a laugh, that was a brilliant idea. "Assuming they went to Hogwarts that's fucking brilliant. I mean he's a bloody marvel with animals, but he definitely has a bit of a thing for the dangerous ones." Not that Charlie didn't have similar contacts, but Hagrid tended to be better known. He paused, glancing around the bookshop. He personally had no issue telling the stories anywhere, but he had a feeling that it might result in far more funny looks than a respectable businessman should garner in public. "I've got plenty of excellent stories, but most of them aren't best for me to be telling in a quiet shop. Especially those three."
Snorting in return Charlie nodded in sympathy. "Yeah, okay that sounds dull too. I mean, vaguely helpful if you're stuck in a food rut, but mostly bollocks." Shifting his sack of cat food he grinned again. "Excellent. At least I'll have more to fall back on if I rush through it." He snorted at Hyperion's description of avoiding house elves. He had no similar experience himself and there had been absolutely no avoiding all of his siblings at once.
"Want to go get coffee or something? I've not got much else to do and I could tell you those stories."