Was this the right place?

Donovan noticed a bit of a break between a couple of the empty buildings and stared at it for a moment. Yes, this must be it. Trying to remember what the memo instructed, he crouched down and twice tapped a very specific spot with his wand. Inwardly rolling his eyes at just how precise the entry had to be, Donovan casually sauntered into the now-visible house.

Noticing that there were quite a few people already assembled, Donovan's eyes fell upon the three employees seated near the door and apparently in charge. He gave them all a collective nod and polite smile in greeting, somewhat surprised that his department head was there and not at all familiar with the other two.

Making his way further into the room, his eyes scanned the other occupants as he waited for the meeting to begin. Donovan did a double take at the sight of long red hair and apparently expensive shoes. Since when did Donovan notice shoes? Eyes lingered on the woman for the briefest moment. No, it wasn't her. But she reminded him of someone else.

Giving the woman a small smile as to not appear rude, he looked away at the others in the room for any sign of familiarity. There was another guy from the Department of Mysteries - DH, was it? And no one else looked familiar, which wasn't all that surprising to him being somewhat new to the country. Shrugging softly to himself, Donovan leaned against the wall, waiting for further instructions.