### Vaughn, who had all but lost his vision, remained calm. As he stirred his wand and conjured a brilliant, dangerous blaze, hurling it toward the direction where the Wand-Lighting Charm's feedback indicated Wilkinson was, he replied evenly, "No surprise could compare to the shock you've given me. Before today, I always thought DeSantis was one person. I never imagined he might be a group—I'm curious, are all of you legendary wizards?"
"Heh heh, crafty boy. Trying to pry information out of me? Ah, whatever. Once that old man Dumbledore gets here, you'll know eventually anyway. Yes—every person who bears the identity of DeSantis is a legendary wizard!"
Within Vaughn's limited perception, the Fiendfyre drifting away was silently dispelled.
He was not surprised. As he tested new magic, he continued this strange "casual conversation." "What is your objective?"
"No objective!" Wilkinson answered readily, seemingly unconcerned about secrets being exposed. "More precisely, the moment that No-Maj named William entered Boston, and Michael Graves left Woolworth as we anticipated, our objective had already been achieved!"
Vaughn's thoughts raced, and he suddenly understood. "Your objective was to enter Woolworth?"
He had once heard Donald say that Michael Graves and the others had used a Portkey to leave. It was only when the congressman responsible for surveillance discovered that the Portkey alone had returned that he realized Michael and the others might have met with disaster.
That Portkey was Woolworth's only defensive loophole, a back door deliberately set up by Michael Graves and the others for emergencies.
Naturally, once the Magical Congress of the United States noticed this flaw, they would patch it and investigate thoroughly, preventing wizards from sneaking into Woolworth under an Invisibility Charm or Invisibility Cloak.
Vaughn had once thought Woolworth's measures were sufficient, but today he finally understood: what if