The salesman had already figured out how to escape the moment it happened.
The woman had no idea what was going on; the salesman blocked her entire view.
Only when the can hit his leather shoe did the salesman stiffly turn around and quietly close the door.
"Let's look at another room first."
The woman sensed something strange and placed her hand on the door.
The salesman's voice drifted over eerily. "Eighteen hundred."
Two hundred cheaper!
The woman stopped and smiled. "Then let's look at the other rooms first."
With that happily settled, the two closed the door.
Neither of them noticed John beside the crib.
The Disillusionment Charm.
A spell that allowed someone to hide themselves.
It was also a spell Aurors frequently used.
John glanced at the crib he had accidentally bumped. The can was actually a container of powdered milk.
"What kind of taste is this?"
He could not understand these people's tastes. The puppet in the crib even had the words "children's toy" written on it.
But with those dark circles and that dull skin color, John really could not see what was cute about it.
"Do children all have such unusual tastes?" John pondered. "If I got Peter one, would he be moved?"
Speaking of Peter, the boy seemed to be sulking.
Perhaps it was because his dear godfather had used him as bait, then made the whole thing feel like a dream, leaving him afraid to move after he woke up.
After waking up at home following his kidnapping, Peter thought he had been dreaming.
He clearly remembered being kidnapped, yet when he opened his eyes, he found himself tucked up in bed.
It was not just him. Even May wondered whether she had dreamed the whole thing.
Honest John told them that, on