Chapter 3.5- Doom Days
Added 2024-10-01 18:01:30 +0000 UTC“Ahh. Welcome, Welcome. Mr….” He said pleadingly as he walked in, the old man with grey hair that reached down to his shoulders and blue casual robes as well as a measuring tape that was draped over his shoulders.
“Blackwood” I said instantly, giving a fake name. He looked at me, pulling down on his glasses’ frames to stare at me even more deeply.
“I clothe not just the body, but the very essence of a person, Sir. The magic I use is very precise, so we must be completely honest with each other to get the perfect fit. That means any disguises or lies will not be welcome here if you want true Twilfitt Robes.” He said to me, placing emphasis on the last two words. I met his gaze for a second before I waved my wand over myself and cancelled all my self transfigurations and returned to my base for.
“Mr Potter. I see the reason for the disguise now. But trust that I shall be at my most discreet for our transactions today” he said with a surprised look on his face that he worked quickly to wipe away in favour of a more nuetral one. I nodded in appreciation.
“So what have you come for today? A pair of dress robes for the Yule Ball to be held at the castle, perhaps?” He asked, snapping his fingers and beginning to usher me towards a stand at the centre of the room.
“Well, a pair of dress robes for sure. But also everyday robes as well. Maybe even duelling robes if you can make them”
“Mr. Potter, you will come to mind that there is nothing I can not make for the right price. But if you want robes for such a diverse set of occasions, then you will need to pick different materials for such. Acromantula Silk for the dress robes, of course. Maybe even the casual robes as well. Dragon hide for duelling robes will be fine or should be okay if you don’t have any objections to that. But first of all, measurements” He said with flair and then took a step backwards.
Measuring tapes of different sizes and lengths began to swarm around me as he disappeared around the corner.
A/N; Last bit of the chappy
