Order Only: Moving on

I'm leaving in the morning.

I was chatting with my neighbour, Gregoire, asking after his brother and so on, and he mentioned that a man came round the house while I'd been gone - about a month ago, he thought. He told Gregoire he was looking for Nigel, but Gregoire told him I travel a lot for work. The bloke asked him a few more questions, and when Gregoire asked him why he wanted Nigel he grew impatient and tried to Obliviate Gregoire. Luckily Greg pulled his wand and cleared the chap off. But he described the fellow to me, and I think it may have been Dolohov.

The house protections hadn't been disturbed, and I covered my tracks when I came in, so I don't think they know I'm back. But in case they have a watch on the place, I'm heading out before first light.

I think I may take a room in Monte Carlo for a few days and then stake out my own house, just to see if I see anyone skulking.