“You have no wife,” said the cold voice, very quietly. “Nobody knows you are here. You told nobody that you were coming. Do not lie to Lord Voldemort, Muggle, for he knows…he always knows…”
And she resolutely re-entered Montfermeil.
The Hinkypunk made a horrible squelching noise against the glass.
“She went to ask him if you could come straight to us this summer,” he said. “But he wants you to go back to the Dursleys, at least at first.”
dwelling he had visited before; and found the mother and the children
‘Never you mind, you just keep your wand out of your back pocket!’ growled Mad-Eye. ‘Elementary wand-safety, nobody bothers about it any more.’ He stumped off towards the kitchen. ‘And I saw that,’ he added irritably, as the woman rolled her eyes towards the ceiling.
He had immediately felt that it was an event of weight.
I beseech you, my little Marius, let me stay here with you two."