"That is very good to know," Charlie says with a grin, feeling more at ease knowing there is a place within Darrow in which he can obtain magical items when he needs them; the thought of Hermione's shop proves as comforting as one of his mother's soups. "Bloody brilliant of you to do so; it's like you knew I was coming." He can't resist a bit of teasing.

"No," Charlie agrees, his grin turning wry for a moment. "But it's a job, and it involves magic in some way, so, if you don't mind I think I'd like to take you up on that offer?"