The Headmaster's Office

"You're saying Malfoy has a plan too, and Snape wants to help him? Are you sure you didn't mishear?"

"Yes, I'm sure I didn't mishear," Silvan said. "Also, Ron, you've already asked the same question three times. If you ask again, I'll stuff you into Hedwig's cage. And I mean it."

"I'm just making sure," Ron said hurriedly. "But there's still something I have to say, Silvan. Are you really not going to tell Dumbledore about this?"

"I haven't figured out how to tell him yet." Silvan crammed the remaining books into his suitcase, then put the suitcase into his Mokeskin Pouch. This way, he could head straight to Hogsmeade Station tomorrow morning.

"How convenient." Hermione stared at the little pouch with shining eyes.

Her luggage was the most numerous and heaviest of them all, and more than half of it was books. Even with magic, carrying it around was exhausting.

If she had one of those bags too, she would not have to drag a huge suitcase everywhere she went. It would save her quite a bit of time and effort.

"They sell them in Diagon Alley. They're simplified versions, and although the space isn't very large, they can still fit a suitcase," Silvan said. "More importantly, they aren't expensive. Only five Galleons."

"Five Galleons really isn't expensive." Hermione nodded. After studying at Hogwarts for so long, she had saved up some pocket money, just enough to buy one.

"Where is that shop you mentioned?"

"Madam Parkin's Magical Items Shop," Silvan said, naming the place. "It's at the border between Knockturn Alley and Diagon Alley, the second shop in the direction of Gringotts."

"Madam Parkin?" Harry blinked curiously. "Does she have anything to do with Madam Malkin from the robe shop—"

"Nothing at all," Silvan cut in. "Their names