Protego traded the amulet for the bouquet before doffing his cap to the urchin. "Protego Lochrin, at your service," he said with a grin. "I've go a shop on the high street, too, and my brother's got another Lochrin's down in Diagon Alley, too." Replacing his cap, he led the way back to his stand, placing the bouquet in a place of prominence enough that passersby would see it. "And who should I say I got these from, then?"

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