"Just so you know, we finally got that order of porcupine quills in," Madge went on a she followed Mr. Greengrass around the room. This is what she did—leave the counter every time there was only one customer in, peppering them with questions and making comments on whatever product they stopped to look at. "I heard your sister is getting married, right? We've all the ingredients for a good Draught of Peace now!" This was not just a way to be helpful; this was a question, and if Mr. Greengrass was any sort of clever he'd realize it.

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