"How did these items get made if there's no way to learn magic? Are the magicians homeschooling their children and not writing any books? How did you learn?"
"Half this stuff is antiques," says the shopkeep. "Look, asking me a dozen times isn't gonna make the answer more to your liking. I don't have Hogwarts in the basement, deal with it."
"But where do you get the stuff that isn't antique - who made the Avalon itself? - isn't anybody panicking about the medallion supply? -"
"Kid, nobody knows how to make medallions."
"But some people apparently know how to make luck charms and protection amulets!"
"I'm not going to give out my suppliers' personal information. I wouldn't do it even if you weren't annoying."
"There have to be books -"
"Does this look like a library to you?"
"My sister often has other things to do than writing, but not, in her opinion, better."
"Then she can fill this void in the world of fanfiction. Well, I'm assuming it's a void, I haven't checked."
"She's written some. Mostly she writes poetry, actually, but when she gets a really good idea or hears one she'll branch out into prose."
"Well, Fridays are traditional, or it might be a good way to celebrate tomorrow if the experiments go well."
"I also considered instant cocoa, and couscous. I don't take my tea with anything, if that's what you mean; do you?"
"We are! We are going to... boil water... with magic. And once that works there will be no stopping us."
"But with magic, the first step is into a racecar. ...I was hoping that would come out better."
"In your case perhaps it would be more accurate to say that the first steps are a running takeoff into the air."