Well, in the end, although she was very worried, Professor Moody's point was that if Su Er and Hermione kept staying here, people with ulterior motives might take advantage of it, or something along those lines...
So Mrs. Ellison agreed to let Su Er and Hermione leave after all.
Angel was reluctant to part with them. She wanted to go too, but unfortunately, her damned piano held her back. Clearly, rich as Mrs. Ellison was, she would not let the money spent on piano lessons go to waste.
Whoosh... As the Floo Powder scattered down, emerald flames sprang up in the fireplace.
"You first, young Bones. The address is 19 Aishelixie."
Su Er nodded, pronounced the words slowly and clearly, then went first, carrying his suitcase into the flames and disappearing.
Within about a minute, all three had successfully arrived inside the house at 19 Aishelixie.
It was a house with a distinctly old-fashioned feel.
But judging by the white sheets covering the sofa and other furniture, no one had lived here for a long time.
"Go, go, forward," Moody urged briskly. "See that room ahead? Go inside. There's another door in there, leading out into an alley."
"Careful, don't let the Muggles notice you. The owners of this house have gone abroad, but their neighbors haven't left."
Su Er and Hermione exchanged a glance, then silently followed Moody's instructions out of the house.
"Trace-Erasing Charm." Moody came last. He turned and flicked his wand, erasing every trace the three of them might have left behind.
You might find it hard to imagine that in the thoroughly medieval Wizarding World, there were actually wizards willing to take modern taxis.
Yes, just as they left the alley behind 19 Aishelixie and reached the street, Moody used some outstanding Transfiguration to give