Lupin gradually clenched his teeth, forcing Kingsley Shacklebolt to keep glancing at him, lest this colleague of his be overcome by jealousy and rush over to bite that Muggle politician to death.
After waiting a while longer, not only Lupin but Kingsley Shacklebolt also began to grow anxious.
According to the plan they had discussed beforehand with Tonks, she should have subdued William and obtained the confidential documents by now.
Why hadn't there been a signal yet?
Lupin tightened his grip on his wand, still staring fixedly at the small building, while Kingsley Shacklebolt slowly shifted his gaze away from it.
Then his lowered voice sounded beside Lupin's ear.
"Remus, something's wrong."
"What?"
"This street is completely silent!"
As Kingsley Shacklebolt spoke, he slowly drew his wand, his gaze sweeping across the empty, clean, orderly street.
No people was normal, but... why wasn't there even the sound of insects in those flowerbeds?
Then, just as he raised his guard, the attack suddenly came!
Time rewound to the afternoon.
The first-floor lobby of the Woolworth Building was as bustling and busy as it was at any hour of the day.
Countless elevators concealed within the walls moved up and down.
An elevator that had just risen from underground opened. Donald Graves, dressed in a rather old-fashioned wool suit and wearing a top hat, stepped out. He ignored several young wizards chattering beside the elevator, who immediately fell silent in fright upon seeing that it was him.
He strode out of the elevator area and saw another wizard in a suit hurrying toward him.
"Deputy Director Donald, we..."
Donald raised a hand to cut him off. "Where is Jacob?"
"Uh, he was injured. He's in the infirmary."
The infirmary was on the second floor. Having gotten his answer, Donald headed that