“Hm,” murmured her grandmother. ”Supposedly here we should find your cauldron, scales, and glass phials…”

Her grandfather huffed as he eyed the curious-looking strangers walking around them in Diagon Alley. “Are you sure you’ll be able to manage an entire cauldron? Cauldron can fit about two men, can’t they?”

Fayth squinted at the supplies list that she and her grandmother were reading from. “Well, it says standard tin size, model two. That doesn’t sound very big, and I’m only a student.”

“Let’s just ask the shop owner,” said her grandmother, leading them inside Potage’s Cauldron Shop.

Inside there were many displays of the supplies used to hold potions and other magical concussions & ingredients. There were stacks of cauldrons, large and small, made of different materials, phials and beakers lined on shelves, and scales in the corner from simple to extremely intricate designs. It made Fayth really feel like she was a witch shopping for her everyday needs.

“They seem to be already labeled by the materials and sizes, grandma.” They both went to look for the right supplies while her grandfather looked around the shop, shaking the small money bag he had exchanged at Gringott’s for his muggle currency.

So far the school shopping had been pleasant. It surely was different, but in a really good way seeing that this was a whole new world she and her grandparents were experiencing. And her grandparents were very lucky. Muggles weren’t meant to know about the wizard world for safety reasons but since she was allowed to go to Hogwarts they were told so they could be ensured of her safety. Fayth wasn’t sure how this would work but she was glad that she was part of this society she had never knew of even a year ago.

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Mercy stared at her list as she strolled along the streets of Diagon Alley. She was nearing the end of the list of school supplies that she needed to pick up from the shops. She made her way down the shopping list, checking off items that she bought. "Book of spells, check. Pointed hat, check. Size two cauldrons... Size two cauldrons?" She rummaged through her collected items to see if she could find the size two cauldron. "Nope, I don't have it yet." She sighed and headed for the cauldron shop.

Mercy found a shop titled Potage's Cauldron Shop. A small group of people stood inside of the old looking building. One girl looked about Mercy's age and Mercy waved.
"Hey!" Mercy spoke. "I'm having trouble finding a size two cauldron," Mercy hastily added, pointing to her shopping list. "Do you think that you could help me find one?
Mercy was wearing a polka dot sundress. Her bubblegum pink hair was up in a messy and lopsided ponytail. She was wearing white converse sneakers with firetruck red laces. She looked a bit messy today, for she rushed to get ready in the early morning.