Harry Potter meets Hank Hill

One day, Hank is in his propane store, trying to sell propane. He sees someone walk in. "Young boy, can I introduce you in some propane?", Hank said.1

The boy says," I am Harry Potter, and yes I would like some propane."2

"Why do you need propane?", asks Hank Hill.3

"Well, I need some tanks of propane to practice blowing up with my wand," Harry says.4

"Well, I got alot of propane to choose from, pick what you want, and let me know when your finished deciding then," says Hank.5

"I already know what I want," says Harry. "But the problem, I don't have muggle money, I have my kind only and if that's not alright with you, I am going to have to blow up some propane tanks right here."6

"Boy, I'll tell you what, that money is fine by me, I'll reckon I got enough american money, so I would like your money, I could be rich and auction it on ebay, hee, hee, hee," says Hank.7

"Well, that sounds good to me then," says Harry.8

"Ok then, your total is a hundred dollars then," says Hank.9

"Here you go," says Harry.10

"Have fun blowing up propane tanks, and when you need more, come back, ya hear?" says Hank.11

"Oh, don't worry I will have fun, and I'll come back to a muggle shop like this and get more propane to blow up with my magic," says Harry. "Bye now, Hank Hill."12

"Bye now, Harry Potter," says Hank Hill.13