Mrs. Weasley helped Ron straighten his collar, then gave him another look and nodded in satisfaction. "Ron, what do you think of this one?"
Ron hurriedly nodded. "Mum, this color is great! I really like it—you've got such good taste!"
This was a method he had learned from Wizet: he had to point out specific merits before adding a few compliments. That made him seem sincere enough and pleased the person helping him choose clothes.
Earlier, Ron and the others had visited several shops. Their responses had gradually become more perfunctory—saying "good" seemed insincere, while saying "not good" was unacceptable—so they had ended up being forced to visit even more clothing stores.
Later, it was the girls' turn to help Wizet pick out clothes. Unexpectedly, in less than half an hour, Wizet was carrying bags upon bags, having efficiently completed his "mission."
"That's wonderful!" Sure enough, Mrs. Weasley smiled in satisfaction and beckoned to Harry nearby. "Harry, come over here!"
Ron let out a relieved breath, pulled off his jacket, handed it to the salesclerk, and quickly returned to the group of boys.
"Use Wizet's method! It's absolutely brilliant!" he whispered to Harry and the others. "As long as they're happy, that's all that matters!"
"Got it!" Harry raised a hand in an OK gesture and approached with a smile. "Coming, Mrs. Weasley!"
Fred bared his teeth. "That awful Wizet! He had such a useful method and didn't tell us sooner!"
"Yeah! Why is Wizet so awful?" George looked around. "Huh... where is Wizet? Did he run away to avoid punishment?"
Sirius Black said, "Wizet just said that he and Luna went to find the restroom."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Fred shook his head. "What two crafty Ravenclaws!"
"Exactly!" George nodded repeatedly in agreement. "While Mr. Granger was taking Mr. Lovegood