Hm. [Waver stops to think, then counts the options off on his fingers.] Creator, seller, brewer, master brewer, barista, take your pick. Last one's silly, admittedly.

[But silly is always in order. His attention on the bag, Waver has to grin a little as Hermione's arm all but disappaers into it.] Now that I would find a lot of uses for. Especially as a saddle bag for my cleg. She hated me when we moved at the end of February.

[It was a miracle Lucetta tolerated him at all some days, given how often Waver relied on her for travel.]

I think shafts might be the easiest, if I can place the exits right. I don't want to add too many tunnels though, lest I compromise the structural integrity as is.