"Actually, it's the Ministry of Magic's, really." Caretaker shrugged. "Like it'll be missed. Anyways, the least I can do is make . . ." He trailed off and looked at the ceiling and then quickly at Alec, as though to verify that he was standing there and then back at the ceiling. "Get the kid out of here," Caretaker snapped.

He brough his arm down, swung it back like casting a fishing line and then brought it down again and someone fell out of thin air to land face first on the tent floor.