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After their first visit, the Motomiyas had been going to the Burrow quite frequently. About three weeks after Daisuke, V-mon, Jun, and Lunamon had first gone to the Burrow, they once again found themselves in the place had become their second home.

One day, as they were all seated, talking, they heard a screech and looked out the window to see a gray owl flying towards them until it hit the window.

"…Bloody bird's a menace." Takeru said as he stood up and went to catch the owl. "Zaru, you're hopeless. Letters from school. Oh, look, they got Daisuke's and Jun-san's, too." Takeru said as he petted the owl's head and took the letter.

"Damaro and Hyokomon already know you're here Daisuke-san, Jun-san. Don't miss a trick, those men. You've got two of them each, too." Hiroaki said.

"Where did you learn that expression "bloody"?" Daisuke asked.

"My Grandpa. He's French and we would go from time to time to the UK. They use that expression sometimes there." Takeru said as he opened his letter.

For a few minutes there was silence as they all read the letters. Daisuke's and Jun's told them to catch the Butaibo Express as usual from the Shibuya Station on September 1st. There was also a list of the new books he'd need for the coming year.

"2nd year students will require:

The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 2-by Gona Sakura

Break with a Banshee-by Urameshi Honatari

Gadding with Ghouls-by Urameshi Honatari

Holidays with Hags-by Urameshi Honatari

Travel with Trolls-by Urameshi Honatari

Voyages with Vampires-by Urameshi Honatari

Wandering with Werewolves-by Urameshi Honatari

Year with the Yeti-by Urameshi Honatari"

Yamato, who finished his list, peered over at Daisuke's.

"You've been told to get all Urameshi's books, too? ! The new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher must be a fan. Bet it's a witch." Yamato said.

Takeru looked at another letter addressed to him and stood up and tapped Daisuke's soldier and motion for him to follow him.

"So, what's up?" V-mon asked as they arrived in Takeru's room.

"I got Hikari's letter." Takeru said, showing them the letter.

"We met with her just a few days ago for her birthday, why right a letter?" Daisuke asked.

"When I told her she said that there were too many people around to talk about that. She decided it would be better if we kept this between only the three for now. I asked Yamato-niichan and Gabumon not to tell anyone."

Takeru then opened the letter and began reading it.

"Dear Takeru-kun, Patamon, and Daisuke-kun and V-mon if you're there,

I hope everything is all right. I'm really worried about what you told me about the house-elf in Daisuke-kun's and V-mon's home. We only have limited communication through letters; we should talk about it at Butaibo, when we're together and away from our parents. Also, take more care of your owl. The poor thing looks as if though another delivery might finish it off.

I'm busy with a bit of schoolwork, of course-"

"How can she be? We're on vacation!" Takeru said in horror.

"And we're going to Tokyo this Saturday to buy my new books. Why don't we meet in Cornerside Street?

Love from Hikari.

PS-Tailmon says hi."

That Saturday, after a quick half a dozen bacon sandwiches each, they pulled on their coats, put on their coats, and Ms. Ishida took a flowerpot off the kitchen mantle piece and peered inside.

"We're running low, Hiroaki." Ms. Ishida sighed. "We're going to have to buy some more today…Ah, well, guests first! After you, Daisuke-san dear!"

And she offered him the flowerpot.

Daisuke stared at them all watching him.

"W-what am I supposed to do?" He stammered.

"He's never traveled by Floo powder, Mom. Sorry Daisuke, I forgot." Takeru said.

"Never? But how did you get to Cornerside Street to buy your school things last year?" Mr. Ishida said.

"I went on the Underground-"

"Really?" Mr. Ishida said.

"Floo powder's a lot quicker dear, but since you've never used it before-"

"He'll be all right, Mom." Yamato said. "Daisuke, V-mon, watch us first."

He took a pinch of the glittering powder out of the flowerpot, walked into the chimney along with Gabumon, and said "Cornerside Street!", and threw the powder to the ground.

With a roar, emerald flames erupted and rose higher than Yamato, who vanished the next second together with Gabumon.

Daisuke and V-mon were just staring wide-eyed at the chimney as the flames died down.

"You must speak clearly, dear." Mrs. Ishida told Daisuke and V-mon as she urged them to trying.

Shaking, trying hard to bear all this in mind, Daisuke took a pinch of Floo powder and, together with V-mon, walked right into the chimney.

"C-cornersitreet!" Daisuke stuttered as he threw the powder onto the ground, and he and V-mon became surrounded by green flames and disappeared.

"…What did he say?" Mrs. Ishida asked.

"Cornersitreet…" Jun responded, knowing this wasn't going to end well.

"That's what I thought he said."

(Meanwhile)

Daisuke and V-mon felt as if though they were being sucked down a giant drain. They seemed to be spinning very fast; the roaring in their ears was deafening. They tried to keep their eyes open, but the whirl of green flames made them feel sick.

Suddenly, they fell face forward onto the cold stone and Daisuke felt the left lens of his goggles shatter.

Dizzy and bruised, covered in soot, they got gingerly to their feet, and Daisuke took off his goggles to look at the damage.

"Great…" Daisuke muttered as he placed his goggles around his neck.

Dizzy and bruised, covered in soot, they got gingerly to their feet, and looked around. They were quite alone, but where they were, they had no idea. All they could tell was that they were standing in what looked like a large, dimly lit wizard's shop, but nothing in here was ever likely to be on a Butaibo school list.

A glass case nearby held a withered hand on a cushion, a blood-stained pack of cards, and a staring glass eye. Evil-looking masks stared down from the walls, an assortment of human bones lay upon the counter, and rusty, spiked instruments hung from the ceiling. Even worse, the dark, narrow street Daisuke and V-mon could see through the dusty shop window was definitely not Cornerside Street.

The sooner they got out of here, the better. Noses still stinging from where it had hit hearth, Daisuke and V-mon made their way swiftly and silently toward the door, but before they'd got halfway toward it, four people four people appeared on the other side of the glass; and two of them were the very least people Daisuke and V-mon wanted to meet when they were lost and covered in soot: Koaku Ryu and Dracomon.

Daisuke and V-mon quickly looked around and V-mon spotted a large black cabinet to their left; he grabbed Daisuke, shot inside it and pulled the doors closed, leaving a small crack to peer through. Seconds later, a bell clanged and Koaku and Dracomon stepped into the shop.

The man that followed could only be Ryu's father. He had the same pale, pointed face and identical cold, grey eyes. And flying beside him, a Digimon that Daisuke and V-mon would've mistaken for Patamon, hadn't it been for the purple instead of orange color it had.

Mr. Koaku crossed the shop, looking lazily at the items on display, and rang a bell on the counter before turning to his son and saying "Touch nothing, Ryu."

Koaku, who had reached for the glass eye, said "I thought you were going to buy me a present."

"I said I would buy you a racing broom." His father said, drumming his fingers on the counter.

"What's the good of that if I'm not on the House team?" Koaku asked, looking sulky and bad-tempered. "Motomiya Daisuke got a Nimbus 2000 last year. Special permission from Damaro and Hyokomon so he could play for Goono. He's not even that good, it's just because he's famous…famous for having a stupid scar on his forehead…"

Koaku bent down to examine the shelf full of skulls.

"…everyone thinks he's so smart, wonderful Motomiya with his scar and his broomstick…"

"You have told me this at least a dozen times already. And may I remind you that it is not…prudent…to appear less than fond of Motomiya Daisuke and V-mon, not when most of our kind regard them as the heroes who made the Dark Lord disappear. Ah, Bura-san." Mr. Koaku said.

A stopping man had appeared behind the counter, smoothing his greasy hair back from his face.

"Koaku-san, Tsukaimon, what a pleasure to see you again; delighted." Mr. Bura said in a voice as oily as his hair. "And young Master Koaku and Master Dracomon, too. Charmed. How may I be of assistance? I must show you, just in today, a very reasonably priced…"

"I'm not buying today, Bura-san, but selling." Mr. Koaku said.

"Selling?" The smile faded slightly from Mr. Bura's face.

"You have heard, of course, that the Ministry is conducting more raids. I have a few, ah, items at home that might embarrass me, if the Ministry were to call…" Mr. Koaku said, taking a role of parchment from inside his pocket and unraveling it for Mr. Bura to read.

Mr. Bura fixed a pair of pince-nez to his nose and looked down the list.

"The Ministry wouldn't presume to trouble you, sir, surely?" Said Mr. Bura.

Mr. Koaku's lip curled.

"I have not been visited yet. The name Koaku still commands a certain respect, yet the Ministry grows ever more meddlesome. There are rules about a new Muggle Protection Act. No doubt that flea-bitten, Muggle-loving fool Ishida Hiroaki is behind it…"

Daisuke and V-mon felt a hot surge of anger.

"…and, as you see, certain of these poisons might make it appear…"

"I understand, sir, of course." Mr. Bura said. "Let me see…"

"Can I have that?" Ryu interrupted, pointing at the withered hand lying on its cushion.

"Ah, the Hand of Glory!" Mr. Bura said, abandoning Mr. Koaku's list and scurrying over to Ryu. "Insert a candle and it gives light only to the holder! Best friends of thieves and plunderers! Your son has a fine taste, sir."

"I hope my son will amount to more than a thief or a plunderer, Bura." Mr. Koaku said coldly, and Mr. Bura said quickly "No offense, sir, no offense meant."

"Though if his grades don't pick up, that may be all he is fit for." Said Mr. Koaku more coldly yet.

"It's not my fault. The teachers all have favorites, that Inoue Miyako and Yagami Hikari…" Ryu retorted.

"I would have thought you'd be ashamed that a girl of no wizard family and another one who knows nothing about the Wizarding world beat you in every exam." Mr. Koaku snapped.

"Ha!" Daisuke and V-mon said under their breaths, pleased to see Ryu looking both abashed and angry.

"It's the same all over. Wizard blood is counting less everywhere." Mr. Bura said.

"Not with me." Mr. Koaku said, his long nostrils flaring.

"No, sir, nor with me, sir." Mr. Baru said, with a deep bow.

"In that case, perhaps we can return to my list." Mr. Koaku said shortly. "I am in something of a hurry, Bura, I have important business elsewhere today…"

They started to haggle. Daisuke and V-mon watched nervously as Ryu and Dracomon drew nearer and nearer to their hiding place, examining the objects for sale. Ryu and Dracomon paused to examine a long coil of hangman's rope, and to read, smirking, the card propped on a magnificent necklace of opals, "Caution: Do Not Touch. Cursed-Has Claimed the Lives of Nine Muggle Owners to Date."

Ryu and Dracomon turned away and saw the cabinet right in front of them. They walked forward; Koaku stretched out his hand for the handle…

"Done." Mr. Koaku said at the counter. "Come, Ryu, Dracomon…"

Daisuke and V-mon wiped their forehead on their sleeve/forearm as Ryu and Dracomon turned away.

"Good day to you Bura-san. I'll expect you tomorrow at the manner to pick up the goods." Mr. Koaku said as they left.

The moment the door closed, Mr. Bura dropped his oily manner.

"Good day yourself, Mr. Koaku, and if the stories are true, you haven't sold me half of what's in your manor…"

Muttering darkly, Mr. Bura disappeared into a back room. Daisuke and V-mon waited for a minute in case he came back, then, quietly as they could, slipped out the cabinet, past the glass cases, and out of the shop door.

Getting outside, Daisuke and V-mon stared around. They had emerged into a dingy alleyway that seemed to be made up of shops devoted entirely to the Dark Arts and full of dark Digimon. The one they'd just left, Bura and Burkes, looked like the largest, but opposite was a nasty window display of shrunken heads and, two doors down, a large cage was alive with gigantic black spiders. Two shabby-looking wizards were watching them from the shadow of a doorway, muttering to each other. Feeling jumpy, Daisuke and V-mon set off, hoping against hope they'd be able to find a way out of there.

An old wooden street sign hanging over a shop selling poisonous candles told them they were Downer Street. This didn't help, as Daisuke and V-mon had never heard of such a place. They supposed Daisuke hadn't spoken clearly enough through his stuttering mouth back in the Ishida's fire. Trying to stay calm, they wandered what to do.

"Not lost are you, my dears?" Said a voice in Daisuke's ear, making him jump.

An aged witch stood in front of them, holding a tray of what looked horribly like whole human fingernails. She leered at them, showing mossy teeth. Daisuke and V-mon backed away.

"We're fine, thanks." Daisuke said. "We're just…"

"DAISUKE, V-MON? ! What do yeh think yer doing down there? !"

Daisuke's and V-mon's hearts leapt. So did the witch , a load of fingernails cascaded down over her feet and she cursed as the massive form of Hengai and Muchomon came striding towards them, Hengai's beetle-black eyes flashing over his great bristling beard.

"Muchomon, Hengai! We were lost…Floo powder…" V-mon said.

Hengai and Muchomon seized Daisuke and V-mon by the scruff of the neck and pulled them away from the witch, knocking the tray right out of her hands. Her shrieks followed them all the way along the twisting alleyway out into the bright sunlight. Daisuke and V-mon saw a familiar, snow-white marble building in the distance. Mahginko Bank. Hengai and Muchomon had steered them right into Cornerside Street.

"Yer a mess!" Hengai said, brushing soot off of Daisuke and V-mon so forcefully he nearly knocked them into a barrel of dragon dung outside an apothecary. "Skulking around Downer Street, dunno, dodgy place Daisuke, V-mon. Don't want no one to see yah down there.

"I realized that." Daisuke said, ducking as Hengai made to brush him off again. "V-mon told you, we were lost…Wait, what were you doing down there then?"

"I was looking for Flesh-Eating Slug Repellent. They're ruining the school's cabbages. You two are not on your own, are ya?"

"I'm staying with the Ishida's, but we got separated. I've got to go and find them…" Daisuke explained.

They set off together down the street. As they did, the four heard a familiar female voice.

"Daisuke, V-mon! Daisuke, V-mon! Over here!"

Daisuke and V-mon looked up and saw Inoue Miyako and Hawkmon standing at the top of the white flight of steps to Mahginko. They ran down to meet them, Miyako's pink hair flying behind her.

"Hello Miyako, Hawkmon." Hengai said.

"Daisuke, Hengai-san, V-mon, Muchomon, it's so great to see you!" Miyako said.

"Well, it's great to see you too." Daisuke said.

"What happened to your goggles?" Miyako asked.

Daisuke pulled them up and showed Miyako his cracked goggles.

Miyako just cocked her head a bit to the side at how hopeless the boy would be if it weren't for his friends, and then pulled out her wand.

"Oculus Reparo." Miyako said as she waved her wand and then pointed it straight at the goggle's broken lens, and immediately, the crack fixed itself.

"Definitely got to remember that one." Daisuke said as he analyzed his now seemingly brand new goggles.

"Are you guys coming into Mahginko?" Hawkmon asked.

"As soon as we've the Ishidas." V-mon said.

"You won't have long to wait." Muchomon said with a grin.

Sprinting up the crowded street were Takeru, Patamon, Jun, Lunamon, Yamato, Gabumon, and Mr. and Mrs. Ishida.

"V-mon, Daisuke…" Lunamon panted. "We hoped you had gone only one grate too far."

"Where did you come out?" Patamon asked.

"Downer Street."

"Excellent." Yamato and Gabumon said.

"We've never been allowed in." Takeru said enviously.

"I should ruddy well think not." Hengai growled.

"Well, got to be off." Hengai said, who was having his hand wrung by Mrs. Ishida (Downer Street! If you hadn't found him, Hengai-san!") "See you at Butaibo." And he and Muchomon strode away.

"Guess who saw in Bura and Burkes?" Daisuke asked Takeru, Miyako, Patamon and Hawkmon as they climbed the Mahginko steps. "Koaku, his father, Dracomon, and a Patamon look-alike Digimon."

"Did Koaku Yozei buy anything?" Mr. Ishida asked sharply behind them.

"No, he was selling." V-mon said.

"So he's worried. Oh, I'd love to get Koaku Yozei for something." Mr. Ishida said with grim satisfaction.

"You be careful Hiroaki-san. That family's trouble. Don't go biting off more than you can chew." Mrs. Ishida said as they were bowed into the bank by a goblin at the door.

"So you don't think I'm a match for Koaku Yozei?" Mr. Ishida said indignantly, but was distracted almost at once by the sight of Miyako's parents, siblings, and their partners, and went over to greet them.

"Meet you back here." Takeru told Miyako as the Ishida's and the Motomiya's were led off to their underground vaults by another Mahginko goblin.

The vaults were reached by means of small, goblin-driven carts that sped along miniature train tracks through the bank's underground tunnels. After they had all gotten their bronze, Knuts, silver Sickle, and gold Galleons they went back to the surface.

Back outside on the marble steps, they all separated. Mantarou muttered vaguely about needing a new quill; and left with Koemon. Yamato, Jun, Chizuru, Momoe, Gabumon, Lunamon, Falcomon, and Kamemon had spotted their friend from Butaibo, Tahiro Yoshi, and his new partner Revolmon. Mrs. Ishida was going to take a look around Cornerside Street to see what was new. Mr. Ishida was insisting on taking Mr. and Mrs. Inoue off to the Boiling Cauldron for a drink.

"We'll all meet at Blossoms and Fairs in about an hour to buy your schoolbooks. And not one step down Downer Street!" Mrs. Ishida shouted at Yamato's, Gabumon's, Takeru's, and Patamon's retreating backs.

Daisuke, Takeru, Miyako, V-mon, Patamon, and Hawkmon strode off along the winding, cobbled street. The bag of gold, silver, and bronze jangling cheerfully in Daisuke's pocket was clamoring to be spent, so he bought three large chocolate-and-peanut-butter ice creams, which they slurped happily as they wandered up the alley, examining the fascinating shop windows.

An hour later, they headed for Blossoms and Fairs. They were by no means the only ones making their way to the bookshop. As they approached it, they saw to their surprise a large crowd jostling outside the doors, trying to get in. The reason for this was proclaimed by a large banner stretched across the upper windows.

URAMESHI HONATARI

will be signing copies of his autobiography

MAGICAL ME

today at 2:30 PM to 4:30 PM

"We can actually meet him? ! I mean, he's written almost the whole booklist!" Miyako squealed.

The crowd seemed to be made up mostly of witches Mrs. Ishida's age. A harassed-looking wizard stood at the door, saying "Calmly, please, ladies…Don't push, there…mind the books, now…"

Daisuke, V-mon, Takeru, Patamon, Miyako, and Hawkmon squeezed inside. A long line wound right to the back of the shop, where Urameshi Honatari was signing his books. They each grabbed a copy of "The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 2" and sneaked up the line where the rest of the Ishidas and Inoues were. They also saw that Yagamis and Jun and Lunamon were there.

"Oh, there you are, good." Said Mrs. Ishida. She sounded breathless and kept patting her hair. "We'll be able to see him in a minute…"

"Daisuke-san/V-mon, good to see you." Taichi and Agumon said as they gave each other an informal handshake.

"Hey Hikari-chan/Tailmon." Daisuke and V-mon said to the girls. Daisuke noticed that Hikari had let her hair grow during the summer, reaching down to her waist.

"Hi Daisuke-kun/V-mon." Hikari and Tailmon said, a bit red in the face, which made Daisuke and V-mon wonder what it was.

Urameshi Honatari came slowly into view, seated at a table surrounded by large pictures of his own face, all winking and flashing dazzlingly white teeth at the crowd. The real Urameshi was wearing golden robes that exactly matched his wavy hair.

A short, irritable-looking man was dancing around taking photographs with a large black camera that emitted puffs of purple smoke with every blinding flash.

"Out of the way, there." He snarled at Takeru, moving back to get a better shot. "This is for the Daily Prophet."

"Big deal." Takeru said, rubbing his foot where the photographer had stepped on it.

Urameshi Honatari heard him. He looked up. He saw Takeru, and then saw Daisuke and V-mon. He stared. Then leapt to his feet and positively shouted "It can't be Motomiya Daisuke and V-mon!"

The crowd parted, whispering excitedly; Urameshi dived forward, seized Daisuke's and V-mon's arms, and pulled them to the front. The crowd burst into applause. Daisuke's and V-mon's faces burned as Urameshi shook their hands for the photographer, who was clicking away madly, wafting thick smoke over the Ishidas.

"Nice big smile, Daisuke-kun, V-mon." Urameshi said through his own gleaming teeth. "Together, you and I are worth the front page."

When he finally let go of Daisuke's and V-mon's hands, Daisuke and V-mon could barely feel their fingers. They tried to sidle back over to the Ishidas and Yagamis, but Urameshi threw an arm around their shoulders and clamped them tightly to the side.

"Ladies and gentlemen." He said, waving for quiet. "What an extraordinary moment this is! The perfect moment for me to make a little announcement I've been sitting on for some time!

When young Daisuke and V-mon here stepped into Blossoms and Fairs today, they only wanted to buy my autobiography, which I shall be happy to present them now, free of charge…" The crowd applauded again. "They had no idea…" Urameshi continued, giving Daisuke and V-mon a little shake. "that they would shortly be getting much, much more than my book, Magical Me. They and their schoolmates will, in fact, be getting the real magical me. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I have great pleasure and pride in announcing that this September I will be taking up the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Butaibo School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

The crowd cheered and clapped and Daisuke found himself being presented with the entire works of Urameshi Hanatari. Staggering slightly under the weight, he managed to make his way out of the limelight to the edge of the room, where Hikari and Tailmon were standing next to their cauldron.

"You have these." Daisuke mumbled to Hikari, tipping the books into the cauldron. "I'll buy my own…"

"Bet you loved that, didn't you, Motomiya/V-mon?" Two voices said, which Daisuke and V-mon had no trouble recognizing. They straightened up and found themselves face-to-face with Koaku Ryu and Dracomon, who were wearing their usual sneers.

"Famous Motomiya Daisuke/V-mon. Can't even go into a bookshop without making the frontpage." Koaku and Dracomon said.

"Leave him alone, he didn't want all that!" Hikari and Tailmon said. They were glaring at Koaku and Dracomon.

"Look Motomiya/V-mon, you've got yourself a girlfriend!" Koaku and Dracomon drawled. Hikari and Tailmon went scarlet as Takeru, Miyako, Patamon, and Hawkmon fought their way over.

"Oh, it's you." Takeru said, looking at Koaku as if he were something unpleasant on the sole of his shoe. "Bet you're surprised to see Daisuke and V-mon here, eh?"

"Not as I am to see you in this shop, Takaishi." Koaku retorted. "I had supposed a pure-blooded wizard who was raised in the Muggle world would stay there like the disgrace he is a do us the favor of not showing his face around."

Takeru went as red as Hikari and Tailmon. He dropped his books into the cauldron, too, and started toward Koaku, but Daisuke, Miyako, and Patamon grabbed the back of his jacket.

"Now, now, Ryu, Dracomon, behave nicely." Koaku father said as appeared behind Koaku and placed the silver snake which was located at the top of his cane on Koaku's shoulder. "Motomiya-san, V-mon. Koaku Yozei." Mr. Koaku said as he shook V-mon's and Daisuke's hands.

"We meet at last. Forgive me…" Mr. Koaku said as he pulled Daisuke closer to him and pulled Daisuke's bangs aside with his cane to look at his scar. "Your scar is legendary. As is, of course, the wizard who gave it to you."

"Zoltel killed my parents." Daisuke said as he wrenched out of Mr. Koaku's grasp. "He was nothing more than a murderer." Daisuke said as he grabbed his goggles, which were around his neck, and placed them once more on his forehead.

"You must be very brave to say his name. Or very foolish."

"Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself." Miyako said, quoting what Damaro told Daisuke months earlier.

"Let me see, based on what Ryu and Dracomon told me, idiotic expressions, coupled with idiotic glasses…I assume you're the Inoues. Ryu and Dracomon have told me all about you and your parents. Muggles, aren't they?" Mr. Koaku said, earning him and intense glare from the Inoue children.

"Brown and blond hair, and one boy has hair that looks like a bird nest." Mr. Koaku continued as he took out one of Hikari's books from the cauldron and examined it. "You must be the Yagamis and the Ishidas."

"Kids! What're you doing? It's crowded in here, let's go outside." Mr. Ishida said as he approached them.

"Well, well, well…Ishida Hiroaki." Mr. Koaku said.

"Yozei." Mr. Ishida said, nodding coldly.

"Busy time at the Ministry, I hear." Mr. Koaku said. "All those raids…Do you still enjoy being a disgrace to the name of wizard?"

Mr. Ishida flushed darker than either Hikari, Tailmon, or Takeru.

"We have a very different of what disgraces the name of wizard, Koaku." He said.

"Clearly." Mr. Koaku said, his pale eyes straying to Mr. and Mrs. Inoue, who were watching apprehensively. "Associating yourself with Muggles. The company you keep, Ishida…and I thought your family could sink no lower…"

There was a thud of metal as Hikari's cauldron went flying; Mr. Ishida at thrown himself at Mr. Koaku, knocking him backward into a bookshelf. Dozens of heavy spellbooks came thundering down on all their heads; there was a yell of "Get him, Dad!" from Yamato and Gabumon; Mrs. Ishida was shrieking "No, Hiroaki-san, no!"; the crowd stampeded backwards, knocking more shelves backward, knocking more shelves over; "Gentlemen, please, please!" cried the assistant, and then, louder than all…

"Break it up, there, gents, break it up…"

Hengai and Muchomon were wading towards them through the sea of books. In an instant Hengai had pulled Mr. Ishida and Mr. Koaku apart, and Mr. Yagami had come to hold Mr. Ishida back. Mr. Ishida had a cut lip and Mr. Koaku had been hit in the eye by an "Encyclopedia of Toadstools". He was still holding Hikari's Transfiguration book. He thrust it at her, his eyes glittering with malice.

"Here girl, take your book; it's the best your father can give you." Pulling himself out of Hengai's grip he beckoned to Ryu, Dracomon, and his Patamon look-alike partner and swept from the shop.

"You should've ignored him, Hiroaki." Said Muchomon, Hengai almost lifting Mr. Ishida off his feet as he straightened his robes. "Rotten to the core, the whole family, everyone knows that. No Koaku's worth listening to. Bad blood, that's what it is. Come on now; let's get out of here."

The assistant looked as though he wanted to stop them leaving, but he barely came up to Hengai's waist and seemed to think better of it. They hurried up the street, the Inoues shaking with fright and Mrs. Ishida beside herself with fury.

"A fine example to set for your children…brawling in public…what Urameshi Honatari must've thought."

"He was pleased." Gabumon said. "Didn't you hear him as we were leaving? He was asking that bloke from the Daily Prophet if he'd be able to work the fight into his report; said it was all publicity."

But it was a subdued group that headed back to the fireside in the Boiling Cauldron, where Daisuke, V-mon, Jun, Lunamon, the Ishidas, and all their shopping would be traveling back to the Burrow using Floo powder.

They said good-bye to the Yagamis and the Inoues, who were leaving the pub for the Muggle street on the other side.

Daisuke took off his goggles and put them safely in his pocket before he and V-mon helped themselves to Floo powder. It definitely wasn't their favorite way to travel.


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