"… If you go doing that I probably want more details on what you mean by 'fix'."

"Well, you know, make them not be evil nor hate muggleborns and half-bloods?"

"The whole world, meaning the whole magical world? And – 'evil' is – like it's really clear in my head what's evil but people seem to struggle following that and have different opinions so there is probably something going on."

"Hurting other people when they don't want to be hurt seems like it covers a lot!"

"It does, and a lot of people fail at that, but that is – probably a good first step, if 'hurting' is clear?"

"Yeah and I'm eleven, I don't need to have it figured out yet."

He shrugs. "No, but – you know, it's probably not a two-step process or anything."

"Of course it's not, and if I thought it was and got into Slytherin anyway I'd be pretty sure whatever puts people in Houses has no idea what it's doing!"

"We're not supposed to be told – what does it, that is – until we get there."

"My point was just that any good, self-respecting Slytherin would know that's not a two-step process."

And here's the apothecary where a woman dressed like a muggle is browsing ingredients.

"– Is that your mum?"

"Yep! Hi mum, I met a new person, I like him."

The mum looks at the girl then at the boy. "Hello. I am Laura, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Anthony," he responds, smiling politely. "It's a pleasure to meet you too."

"He's nice and he knows a lot of stuff and I haven't even interrogated him much yet!"

"Forgive my daughter for any interrogation you may have already suffered."

"It's fine," he says. "I don't usually get to explain quite so much to people unfamiliar with the context."

"Oh, hey, Anthony, where do you live?"

"Just outside a small city in the south-west? I don't know if you'll have heard of it – Wells?"

"Wow you live even farther away than we do. How'd you get here?—was it by brooms, that'd be so cool if it was brooms."

"It was by floo!" he says. "– You might not know what that is, uh, throw powder into a fireplace and arrive at the destination you say?"

Laura raises her eyebrows. "A fireplace?"

"… I don't think it helps if I say 'it's magic', does it?"

"I wasn't questioning the ability so much as wondering about the method. How exactly does that work, you throw powder in a fireplace and then...?"