Hagrid’s Garage: Where Magic Meets Muggles The shed at Hogwarts’ edge smelled of motor oil and broomstick polish. Hagrid’s massive hand held a squat, black battery, its Ryobi logo glinting like a rune. “This here’s no ordinary muggle trinket,” he boomed, thumping it gently. “It’s a 40V power core—like a phoenix feather wand,