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"Whoa... is that what a Muggle film looks like?" James asked, staring at the magical screen that was slowly zooming in on a neighborhood.
"Sort of... though - minus the magical book," Remus answered, focused on the screen.
Number Four Privet Drive is a two-story, brick-front house nestled within a simply mundane and ordinary suburban neighborhood.
"Whose voice is narrating? It sounds like a girl's... but I don't recognize it..." Lily Evans whispered to her friend, Dorcas Meadowes.
"What? You think they'd have gotten a Muggle celebrity to narrate?" Dorcas snickered, amused. Lily opened and closed her mouth, with a slight reddening of her cheeks.
Its windows, framed by simple curtains, the front lawn, meticulously manicured with a neatly trimmed garden and a path leading to the front door. The house's exterior exudes an air of quiet normalcy, perfectly blending in with the surrounding homes. Nothing appeared out of the ordinary here, nothing at all.
"How boring!" Sirius muttered, eyeing the place on screen with distaste.
Except the tabby cat that had been sitting on the brick wall all day, staring transfixed at the far corner of the street.
"It's you! What are you doing there, Professor?" Several students pointed out, looking to Professor McGonagall.
Professor McGonagall opened and closed her mouth, shifting in her seat before stating, "W- Well, I cannot say. This hasn't happened yet..." She trailed off, curious - Just what am I doing in a Muggle neighborhood?
It didn't so much as quiver at any sound, or even so much as blink when someone would pass by. The cat hadn't moved at all, not even when it reached midnight.
"Well, that's a cat on a mission... if I say so myself," Arthur Weasley chuckled quietly, as he held Charlie, who drooling while staring up at the screen in awe. Molly shot Arthur a look of fond exasperation.
Then out of nowhere, a man appeared so suddenly and quietly at the corner the cat had been staring at so intently, you'd think he'd just popped right out of the ground.
"Isn't that Dumbles?" Peter whispered to James, Sirius, and Remus.
"I wonder what is going on... I hate not knowing!" James muttered, impatiently.
The cat's tail twitched and its eyes narrowed. An individual unlike any seen before. This man was none other than Albus Dumbledore,
"DUMBLEDORE!!" Many of the students cheered, confirming it was him on screen.
yet he seemed oblivious to the unwelcoming air where even his very name and attire would find no favor.
"Doesn't find no favor here as well..." Abraxas whispered to Orion. Orion's mouth twitched, revealing a brief smirk of amusement before resuming his stoic expression.
