Moving before he could stop me, I flew down and shifted out of my raven form and landed on the walkway to the door. Walking up to the door, I gave it a couple of knocks. A couple of disgruntled noises came from a man, one I presume as Harry’s Uncle. I was slightly curious why he was home on a Monday, but not nearly enough to care. The sound of the lock being undone came next. Then the door swung open to reveal a rather revolting man. I am not one to judge a person based on their appearance, but he could do with a diet. His graying thin blond hair and his obnoxious mustache added to my already negative bias of him. Harry’s description of a whale was spot on. 