As he went through the fireplace, Mrs. Figg's Wireless came to life. It was out of range for the usual British programming, but she had tinkered with the receiver in order to pick up Agent Chatter. She then understood why Crookshanks had shown up, and why the Kneazle knew there was an illegal floo connection here.Mister Tibbles must have said something to impress the other cat, and now the ginger Kneazle is off to get help. I guess I'm about to be a port-of-call after all.Arabella turned up the volume and began to tidy up for whomever was about to come back.