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Death's Visage, Chapter 4Upon entering the shop, Harry and Walter went their separate ways, Walter wandering over to the owl supply section, and Harry to the owls themselves. Several minutes were spent eying the various types of avian familiars, however none of the owls seemed appealing to him. He was about to give up and inform Walter that he was ready to leave, when a quiet squawk startled him. A great black shape swooped down from a shadowed corner of the shop and alighted on his shoulder. Blinking up at the thing, he was startled with the realization that it was a raven.
The shopkeeper made her way over and grinned like a loon at him. That look made him nervous, but he stood his ground and nodded quietly to her as she opened her mouth and began rattling off long and obscure facts about ravens. Only about half of what she said made sense to him, but he got the gist of it. Ravens were highly intelligent, and able to carry mail like regular owls, they were happy eating owl fare, and this one in particular had been around humans long enough to be able to mimic sounds and even a few words. He caught the word 'discount' in the jumble of cockney slang, and simply to get the woman to leave him alone, he agreed readily to purchasing the bird.
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