Lonzo had strolled through the bustling streets of High Street in Hogsmeade, taking in the sights and sounds he had seen and heard. The sun's light shined on him, casting a warm and welcoming glow as it pierced his skin and over the colorful buildings, crowds, and shopkeepers.

However, Lonzo couldn't help but let curiosity strike as he walked; whispers and chatter had made their way through the bustling crowds and townsfolk. Of course, it could've been baseless rumors, which he paid no mind to. He was just a normal human like everyone else and just wanted to enjoy the perks of a nice afternoon stroll.

---