The door wavers at one corner suddenly, a gap appearing as he kneels on the spongey practice floor, panting, and Nagini slithers in. The spell works then, to allow her passage through the doors of his home, to allow her access to him. She hasn’t come around often since they moved here, content spending most of her time lounging in the sunny and prey-filled garden. He wasn’t sure the spell would work on a home he didn’t ward himself. §’You have not been loud like this since coming to this place.’§ Being a snake Nagini doesn’t reason time the way a human would but, then, this is a clear marker.