Aberforth Dumbledore placed five bottles of Butterbeer on the table in front of Harry and his friends. "That will be ten silver sickles in all."
Harry raised his head, wanting to refuse. "Sir, we didn't order any Butterbeer—"
Alistair walked briskly over to Harry's side, took out ten silver sickles, placed them on the table, and said to Aberforth Dumbledore, "Here you go, thank you."
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