It was a dreary day in Diagon Alley, but inside The Willow Grove, it was warm, uncrowded, and the food was to die for. The perfect place to get lost in your new book. Seated at your favorite corner table by the window, you’re enthralled in your book, not paying attention to anything else around you, It wasn’t until you heard a sharp rap on the table and someone nearby clearing their throat before you bothered to look up.
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