Dumbledore was already waiting there.
"My dear, would you like to take a look around the city—ah, I suddenly remembered. Isn't William Weasley working as a curse-breaker at Gringotts in Egypt?"
William Weasley was Vaughn's eldest brother, Bill Weasley.
Yes, Bill was actually his nickname. His formal name was William Arthur Weasley.
Come to think of it, given Europe's tangled linguistic landscape, Vaughn had never understood why William was called Bill. He had asked Arthur and Molly, but neither of them knew either.
Apparently, calling William Bill was simply a conventional nickname.
A strange evolution.
"There's nothing worth seeing in the city." Vaughn refused, then answered with a hint of sarcasm, "As for Bill, unless you're deliberately playing dumb, someone like you, who constantly investigates my information, should know that Bill's job involves exploring ancient tombs and breaking curses. Under normal circumstances, he won't be in Cairo. He'll be at places like the pyramids or the Sphinx."
Listening to his mockery, Dumbledore merely smiled, unbothered, and led Vaughn out of the harbor and into the city.
Both of them cast Confundus Charms and Muggle-Repelling Charms on themselves.
This was to avoid unnecessary trouble.
After all, Egypt had once been an English colony. Later, Egypt gained independence and reclaimed control over the operation of the Suez Canal, which had even led to the Anglo-French forces bombing Cairo's harbor.
That had happened only thirty-odd years ago, so John Bull was not particularly welcome here.
As they moved through the bustling streets, where the surrounding buildings were somewhat run-down yet full of exotic charm, Vaughn noticed that Dumbledore was not taking him to Cairo's magical market.
Instead, they headed straight for the most densely populated area in all of Cairo: Al-Qarafa City of the Dead!
This was Egypt's largest slum. Several million people