The Pitiful Diary

[Shocking! The once wildly popular Phoenix Potion Shop has suddenly closed down. Did they abscond with the money, or is there another hidden reason?]

The Daily Prophet's headlines were as sensational as ever, but the matter did indeed spark heated discussion among wizards.

Everyone had shown up as usual, ready to line up for a mad rush to buy potions, but the sleazy man who normally stood there like the shop's mascot was nowhere to be seen. The doors were shut tight, with words floating above them: [This shop is temporarily closed for adjustments. Normal business will resume in fifteen days.]

No one knew whether it was true, but in any case, the closure of Phoenix Potion Shop was like turning off the music just when everyone was getting into the groove on the dance floor.

There was no shortage of discussion. Some looked forward to it, some regretted it, and of course, some took delight in its misfortune.

Mr. Borgin was extremely confused right now.

"Why did they suddenly decide to shut down and make adjustments? Did they discover something?"

Out of habit, he combed through his greasy hair with his fingers as he sat sideways behind the counter.

The black-robed man who had been beaten badly last time stood before him again with his head lowered.

"According to the Department of Magical Transportation, when they detected the Floo Network at that shop being used, there was nothing there by the time they went to inspect it. The other end of the Floo Network was connected to a house in Godric's Hollow, but there was nothing there either."

Borgin's hand froze in his hair. "Nothing? I'd say someone found out!"

A trace of disgust appeared on his face, making him look even greasier.

"Those people at the Ministry of