Hogsmeade was a village inhabited entirely by wizards. With Hogwarts nearby, it was fairly lively compared with other places.
Recently, however, a large number of Ministry of Magic employees and hired wizards had moved in and begun all sorts of renovations and expansions.
Construction was relatively easy in the wizarding world. With just a few days of professional training, an ordinary adult wizard could qualify as an excellent construction worker.
The Magic Throne's headquarters had actually been built not far from Hogsmeade.
Today was August 29, the day the Magic Throne was holding a meeting at its newly built headquarters.
Draco arrived in Hogsmeade early through a fireplace.
Seeing that Hogsmeade had turned into an enormous construction site, a young wizard like Draco could not help being curious.
Since there was still some time before the meeting, he began wandering around.
All along the streets, wizards worked together to transport enormous slabs of marble with Levitation Charms, placing them on the foundations marked out on either side.
Draco had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Everything seemed novel to him, and he wanted to ask about everything he saw.
"Why don't you just use Transfiguration to make houses?"
"Have your Transfiguration lessons taught you nothing, boy? Transfigured houses need magical energy to maintain them. Once that runs out, won't they change back?"
"Oh? Then why do you have to dig such deep holes?"
"These are foundations. Move along, move along. Don't get in the way of my work. I'm trying to earn a living here, and we don't get paid by the hour."
"What does getting paid by the hour mean...?"
After the construction wizard shooed him away, Draco could only head toward the Magic Throne's headquarters, looking sheepish.
As he passed the Hog's Head, he saw