"Right," Pete said, frowing. He furrowed his brow at the dismayingly slideless end of the pool again. "Right, well. Muggles must get them from somewhere. I suppose we could buy one, like the fine, upstanding, socially integrated and tolerant wizards we are."
He was liking this idea more than his original which, he had to admit now, was more of the charge-right-in-and-do-what-seems-right-in-the-heat-of-the-moment sort of plan. "It would make for a good lesson," Pete said decisively. "For my students. Muggle commerce. Fascinating business."