John had finally gotten away from his parents and siblings and was now walking through WWW, browsing the different pranks. He walked up to his Uncle who was manning the cash register. "Well look who it is! My favorite nephew!" George exclaimed as he magicked all of John's items into a bag. "I wouldn't say that so loud. James might hear you again and try to hex you," John replied with a smirk. Just as George was about to wittily reply an explosion shook the shop. John was thrown over the cash register and fell on his uncle. George helped him up and they looked out the now shattered window. John could see the back of a woman's head, frizzy black hair giving him the sense that she was insane. His uncle, pale as a ghost pushed John behind him. "John, stay in here and hide. Don't try to fight her," George said before drawing his wand and edging closer to the entrance. What did he mean? Who was she? It seemed that his uncle had some idea. John drew his wand and followed his uncle, disregarding the cautions he had set for him.