Harry grinned as he opened the door, then waved and settled to a nearby table. The place was humming with people. A waitress brought waters and menus and vanished.Then brought breadsticks and vanished again as he worked out what to say.

"Teleportation, a veil to mask me from notice, flying, detection spells, a limited form of shapechanging," because it was mostly too dangerous in his world, "and a few other things. I've tried to be one of the crew on a boat to leave, or hide in the boat, both times passed out then woke up in my house. I tried to fly to the forcefield wall thing, but passed out, and woke up in my house. Teleport did the same thing. Detection spells gave me nearly nothing, but a sense of magic more powerful than that in my own world."

He rubbed his face. "It's very frustrating."