"This is…" Crystal stared at the building in front of her, lost for words. Corvus made a noise behind her that she recognized as stifled laughter. Crystal scrunched her face in annoyance and worry.
Dan Cooper, their realtor, gestured up at the ramshackle building, complete with boarded up windows and at least two gaping holes in the brickwork that Crys could see. Meanwhile, Dan looked up as though he had just sold Buckingham Palace.
"This, my friend, is potential. Just think about everything you can accomplish! The foundation of your life in Wizarding London is right here." He grinned broadly and reached out to hand Crystal the keys. She did not take them.
"Danny, you sold me a clunker. Look at this place!" Crystal's frowning intensified. "Not only that, but you sold me a clunker in what is clearly a bad part of town!" She gestured towards Knockturn Alley. Her look softened, turning hurt. "I thought we were friends."
Cooper sighed and rubbed his temples. "We are friends, Crys. Look, the truth is that this is the best I could do with the little money you gave me to work with. And for better or worse, it's yours now. And...Knockturn Alley isn't a bad neighborhood. Just, you know, colorful."
He went to hand Crystal the keys, only to discover they had vanished.
Corvus, bored with their conversation, had stolen them and entered into their new home moments earlier.