 open- please disturb Constant Vigilance! O_O AWAKE!
Heaven. This was...well, no, not exactly heaven, not with all the...books just...in stacks and seemingly haphazardly placed wherever there was room on a shelf, but the sheer number of books put even Kenneth's uncle's library to shame. Not to mention how many more topics this book shop had than any Kenneth had ever seen--Muggle shops famously lacked spellbooks and magical histories.
As his uncle took care of purchasing the required textbooks, Kenneth wandered up the stairs to a less crowded area of the shop. Less crowded with people, at least, he'd guesss that the the books per square meter measurement was consistently high throughout this place.
Finding a section of wizard fiction that sounded intriguing, Kenneth carefully extracted the most promising-looking books (based solely on the number of copies and their bindings) and carried his large little stack of novels to a chair to investigate further. Were these books for teenagers? For adults? What made novels for wizards different than novels for the new word he'd learned, Muggles? |