Harry walked into the small craft shop, slightly pulling his sunglasses off to make sure the coast is here. He sat eyes on the only worker there, who probably owned the store, a slim man with owl jewellery who had a brown tyto owl sitting on his shoulder. The shop wasn’t popular and there were barely any customers, the owner made figures and painted them, with careful detail, human like animals mostly. Harry put his glasses back on to hide his identity

“Hey i need you to hide me”

he ordered