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lemon 
Wheelchair positioned next to Carter, the elderly man adjusted his tie and looked brightly at people passing by. COME. COME DONATE. DO IT FOR HOGWARTS. DO IT FOR THE CHILDREN. Or for this wee little old man with the big smile and zoo accessories.
What? They were right next to a petting zoo, and when was he ever going to get a chance to wear that tie again, huh?
Oh! Oh, look a lady. With a question. Sherman tried not to pay attention to her nails and get scared again, because it was his job as a Hogwarts governor to not wheel away from terrifying ladies with claws for fingers.
"Good day, ma'am," he greeted with a polite bow of his head. "I'm sure you've heard of the recent goblin repossession at Hogwarts? Many items were taken from the school's classroom supplies, and this money will be put to use for purchasing more materials to provide our students with the good education they deserve." Hopefully that answered her question, but he could be more specific if need be. She acknowledged the elder in his wheelchair, he was wearing the perfect neck tie for volunteering at a children's fundraiser.
Two children ran by and dropped off their donations. One received a large T-shirt for their donation of galleons. Beijing did not want a commercial, plain Hogwarts T-shirt. She would have donated galleons; but now that she knew she would get a shirt, she would give sickles and knuts instead.
Although, she would wait before donating those sickles and knuts and ask another question.
"What kinds of materials?" Was he referring to quills and parchment, because those things are often brought by the students.
At least in Beijing's day that's what happened.
"Desks and chairs?" those were the kind of things students couldn't bring themselves. She wanted to wait until it was absolutely clear about where her money was going to go.
She tapped her long finger nails on the table, they were magical after all.