Mrs. Weasley stood at the end of the line, excitedly waiting to buy Gilderoy Lockhart’s new book, Magical Me. After a while, she noticed that another line was moving faster. So she switched queues, unfortunately, the line she had just left then began moving more quickly than the one she had joined. In the end, everyone else managed to buy their books and leave. By the time Mrs. Weasley finally reached the front of the line, the book was already sold out. The excitement she had felt at the beginning was gone. Her face seemed as gray as the marble surrounding her.