It was surprisingly easy for Draco to just go within himself and focus on the spells that he was performing and not think of his captive audience. Sure, he realised that they were there, but they mostly served as background, not thinking much more of them than he would his dark objects at home.<br/>Once he entered the house, the soft blue glow lead him to the living room and Draco followed it willingly, despite knowing that this spell in particular wasn’t likely to give him any further answers. He did have a follow up spell though and once he was inside the living room, he wasted not time in moving his hands an muttering a new incantation, moving with such a practiced ease that he managed to almost look bored.<br/>It was something he had done a million times before, and he took an eager look around to see if there was anything that lit up.<br/>He was surprised to see one of the floorboards seemed to give indication of activity, having been assured several times that there was no lower level to the house, but maybe his original theory had been right.<br/>“I think there’s something under the house,” Draco stated, mostly into the room, blind to what was going on behind him.