Timothy scowled as he walked around the mall, He hated visiting relatives across the pond, everyone in the states had a stupid nasally American accent. His mum had dropped him off for a few hours because he had begged her for more books, but the money she gave him only got him 2 books. He wished his library card worked here. Or his cell phone. He debated finding somewhere secluded and trying to Apparate back to the hotel, but he didn’t want to end up splinched. So he bought a soda and took out his frustration by scowling at everyone.