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He was so
tall . Perhaps taller than
Ben , and Ben was
really, really tall. Also, Adella said he worked for the
Ministry , which was where detectives work, right? Was he a
detective ? Oh goodness, this was surely the perfect opportunity to report and discuss the Chocolate Frog Thief! With Mr Atherton and Owens power combined, they could surely bring the fiend to justice! Finally, an accomplice against the dark forces of chocolate frog theft! Inconveniently he was talking to Adella in the parlour, but Owen was quite sure she’d understand the urgency of such a matter, though her delicate nerves may not be able to handle such frightening information if he was to say it outright. He needed to butter this young man into following him into the study – only there can Owen brief him on his findings.
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“I completely agree!” announced Owen, as he swaggered into the room with his hands clasped behind his back – quite a humorous sight. Of course, the young lad wasn’t entirely sure what they had been talking about, but agreeing with Mr Atherton was an effective schmoozing device. If he waltzed in and said
“I completely disagree!” then they may very well get into a heated debate that would cause Mr Atherton to never converse with Owen again! That would be disastrous, because it’s was essential that this man conversed with Owen. The lives of innocents depended on it - and the chocolate frog industry, but more importantly all the lives and stuff.
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What social tactics should Owen employ? He was officially involved in the gregarious fray of conversation, so he couldn’t step out now he’d made his (if he dares say so himself) excellent entrance. In all honesty, Owen wasn’t a child very accustomed to the little bible of social etiquette, since his mother never really felt it prudent she read it to her children or force them into studying it, like some families stepping into the upper class. Owen could recall she once handed it to Lottie for something to read while she was feeling a little under the weather, and he’d spotted Adella having a flick through once or twice. Other than that it was kept haphazardly on the bottom shelf of the bookcase in between a shabby copy of
The Tales of Beedle and Bard and
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi .
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If he didn’t have such important motives, he would have rambunctiously badgered him something bothersome out of excitement of having a manly Ministry guest in the house, no doubt asking ludicrous questions such as
“What if while you’re not looking the dementors in Azkaban are actually having fun and playing quidditch and stuff with the inmates?” or
“Can a puffskein be elected minister?”. However, though those questions were rather pressing, Owen had equally pressing business to attend to, for the young lad simply couldn’t rest while the Chocolate Frog Thief was still loose in Hogsmeade! It was truly in Mr Atherton’s best interests to collaborate with Owen to create a crime fighting team of utmost righteousness, and the young lad must coax him into the study at all costs!
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