The rush had begun earlier this year for no discernible reason that Philip could guess but he was not one to look a gift horse in the mouth and he had seen at least half a dozen first years already this week. The other students would come once the summer began and be the usual combination of noisy and demanding, but for now there was ample time to spend with nervous looking children with wide-eyes and equally nervous looking adults hovering somewhere nearby.

“Hello there,” he smiled as he came around the counter, picking up a set of cage keys from the hook. “Can I help you with anything today young sir?”

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never ever changing this Soph set <3