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I have picked up a watch and chain from the Regency Era, a lovely destitute woman sold it to me for that plastic bag that floated into our shop yesterday (Note: Please inform the clerk that he is not doing his cleaning duties properely). It appears to have a hex on it to age whomever wears it for more than five mintes (Also note: We need a new clerk) until they turn to dust. I'm thinking 400 galleons.
Ingrid.
P.S. Have you found a partner yet?
I daresay it is no longer safe for one to walk home after work. All this violence and chaos does not make one feel very secure on the streets of London today. I would feel safer walking along above a flaming pit of boiling blood on a shaky string bridge, to be honest.
Mister Malfoy,
May I inquire as to the next time your group will be requiring our transportatino services?
Your faithful servant,
Ingrid Burke.