"Why would they want to do that?" Oriel asked. But oh, wasn't that a question that could be asked of so many things, all the time, all over the place? Many people did many odd things. Still, having one enterance to Diagon seemed plenty.
He smiled, in a small way, and nodded. "We do." He didn't get the sarcasm, of course. That went soaring over his head unheard. He believed the truth in the words, though.
"What was in Manchester?" he asked the other boy as he picked up his quill and scrawled a few things down on the open page of his notebook.