Harry's Rugby WG

Chapter Two

After the game, I was walking back to my car when I noticed a small, dimly-lit store that I'd never seen before. The sign above the door read "Ye Olde Magic Shoppe." Curiosity got the better of me, and I decided to check it out.

I pushed open the door and was hit by a wave of musty air. The inside of the store was dimly lit by flickering candles, and the shelves were lined with all sorts of strange objects - potions, crystals, and mysterious trinkets.

"Hello?" I called out, my voice echoing through the empty store. "Is anyone here?"

Suddenly, a small, wrinkled man appeared from behind a curtain at the back of the store.

"Evenin', lad," he said, his voice crackling with age. "What brings you to me humble establishment?"

"I was just curious," I said, looking around at the strange objects on the shelves. "What kind of place is this?"

"This is a magic shop, boy," the old man said, his eyes twinkling. "We sell all sorts of magical items, potions, and spells. Is there anything in particular you're after?"

I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to say. But then I remembered something. "Actually, there is something. I'm a rugby player, and I was wondering if you had anything that could help me improve my performance on the field."

The old man rubbed his chin, thinking. "Aye, I do believe I have just the thing for you. Wait here, boy."

He disappeared behind the curtain and came back a few moments later with a small box.

"Here you are, lad," he said, handing me the box. "This is a magic rugby kit. It'll give you strength, speed, and agility like you've never had before. But be warned - it comes with a price. Use it wisely."

I took the box from him, feeling a little uneasy. "How much is it?"

The old man just grinned. "Don't you worry about that, lad. Just remember what I said - use it wisely."

I left the shop feeling a little confused and skeptical, but also excited. I couldn't wait to try out the magic rugby kit and see if it really did improve my performance on the field.

As I walked back to my car, I opened the box and looked inside. There was a strange, glowing substance inside, along with a note that read: "Use at your own risk."

I felt a shiver run down my spine, but I couldn't resist the temptation. I closed the box, got into my car, and drove home, eager to try out my new magic rugby kit.