Challenge: Hogsmeade villagers
Word Count: 100
“Today it's meat. Bacon, gammon, brawn, game hens...” The greengrocer stopped as the young potions master finished at the butcher shop.
“And spices,” said the stationer. “My missus says he bought so much spice she thought he was opening a restaurant.”
“Maybe he is,” the assistant bookseller in charge of newspaper sales chimed in. “A lunch counter like they have in America would be a wonder, it would.”
“Just because your sister went to Ilvermorny doesn't mean we need - “
The potions master swept past as his neighbors began to quarrel, purchases floating behind him.