The neighborhood was filled with a lot of very serious looking black sedans and tall, pristine white stucco mansions. And it was just a hop, skip, and a jump from Buckingham Palace. Which wasn’t weird at all. We left his house in Somerset the day after Christmas and travelled by car to London. It was a three-hour drive made totally bearable by the comfort of the Maybach and Neil’s company. Despite his daughter’s engagement, he was in great spirits when we arrived. At least this place looked more like a townhouse— albeit a very, very posh townhouse— than Hogwarts. It was a white stucco mansion in a row of white stucco mansions. There weren’t many cars parked along the street, but the ones that were parked there definitely matched the neighborhood’s price range. One long black sedan parked had flags I didn’t recognize on the front. “Is that an ambassador’s house or something?” I asked, poking Neil in the side as we went up the walkway. “Hmm?” He looked up, frowning.
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