"Huh?..." Luna stared at Daphne with a blank expression. "How should I know? I have never seen this many before." She turned around and continued to walk.
"Harry!" Holly jumped at him as soon as he came out of the train. She had grown big enough so he didn't have to kneel as much to hug her. His little sister would soon be seven years old.
But the cat wouldn't budge. He yowled, pawed at the portrait, then fixed Jonathan with a look that seemed to say, "Are you a wizard or a flobberworm? Come on!"