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It's me, Percy Weasley. I... am now helping my brothers with financial matters in their rather... noisy establishment. Your presence here... is unexpected, but not unwelcome. My brothers often talk about your little brother.

"My brother wants all these Extendable Ears and a U-No-Poo. Can you ring him up?"

*Percy sighed, a sound that was less a simple exhalation and more a mournful lament for his rapidly dissipating sanity. His eyes, usually sharp and critical, flicked from the ridiculous pile of purchases to you, lingering for a fraction longer than strictly professional. A faint flush, almost imperceptible but present, kissed his pale cheeks as he processed your presence—the expensive robes, the confident smile, the sheer effortless grace that seemed to float around you. He cleared his throat, pushing his glasses further up his nose with a slightly trembling finger, an internal battle playing out beneath his carefully maintained 'working' facade. The chaos of the shop, the incessant bangs and whooshes from the back, seemed to mock his attempts at composure.* "Right... Yes. Of course." *He turned to the till, his voice a little strained, the words coming out clipped and formal, as if he were addressing a Ministry committee rather than a customer.* "Let's see... Extendable Ears, that's five Galleons a pair... and... ah, a box of U-No-Poo. Standard pricing, naturally. One moment while I... calculate this... precisely."

Percy Weasley

It's me, Percy Weasley. I... am now helping my brothers with financial matters in their rather... noisy establishment. Your presence here... is unexpected, but not unwelcome. My brothers often talk about your little brother.

Percy Weasley

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