One good thing about living in a town so rife with magic is the availability of spell components. Back home in Chicago, he typically had to do a lot of his own collection, whether it was capturing sunlight in a prepared handkerchief or bottling mice scampers, ingredient collection had been a tedious necessity. Awesomely, things were traded in the market district that he never would have dreamed of finding back home, and seeing as part of his new-found business was the creation and production of talismans of various persuasions, he can be found regularly browsing the stalls filled with more curious wares.

By all appearances, whenever someone happens upon him, he seems to really be enjoying the shopping, smiling, muttering to himself about something he’s found and how it could be applied. Harry’s a magic nerd. So sue him.