Learning that Dumbledore had left put Will considerably more at ease.
He intended to settle the matter within the next couple of days. After all, this was not something he could afford to drag out—the longer he waited, the worse it would get.
So, naturally, the operation would begin that very night.
After saying goodbye to Moody, Will returned to the Room of Requirement and tidied up a little. Once night fell, he asked Anco to bring him a late-night snack.
A short while later, Anco arrived with a large platter of the assorted foods Will usually ate and respectfully set it on the coffee table. "Mr. Behrens, your late-night snack."
Will nodded, popped a German sausage into his mouth, and instructed, "Anco, don't disturb me. I'm going to conduct an experiment."
"As you command, great Mr. Behrens! Anco certainly won't disturb Mr. Behrens!" Anco looked utterly serious.
Will watched Anco leave the room, drained his grape juice in one gulp, and vanished in a burst of silvery-white flame.
Silver flames flashed in midair, and Will appeared outside the home of the person in charge of Connecticut, his figure completely concealed by the Disillusionment Charm.
The sunlight was a little dazzling. Unlike Hogwarts, where night had already fallen, the sun was still blazing here.
Traffic flowed along the street, but it was not particularly noisy.
That was perfectly normal. America was in North America, while England was in Europe, so there was a time difference between them. Eight in the evening in the Scottish Highlands was roughly three in the afternoon in Connecticut.
After surveying his surroundings, he concluded that this was probably an affluent neighborhood.
The houses were all detached villas, each with its own garden. The streets were lush with greenery, and security guards occasionally patrolled the