"Hello, Mister Weasley." Genevieve greeted her boss before pushing a folder into his hands. "We've got a job," she told him. "Did you have a good lunch?"

Arthur opened the folder before taking off his coat. "Yes, it was lovely." He read the paperwork. "You have GOT to be kidding me. Really?"

He sighed heavily.

"Where's Perkins?"

"Out disenchanting a teapot."

Arthur uttered a very bad word that he'd learned from his mum and then sighed again. He put his hat back on, and turned around and left the office. "Send Moody along. And and obliviator. And Perkins when he gets back," He called out as he made his way down the corridor to the lift.

When he apparated out to the scene, he found Mad-Eye Moody and his trainee -- Gail? -- waiting for him.

"Arthur," he said with a nod. "What have we got?"

"Wizarding household was recently purchased by a muggle. Apparently, the former owner was... eccentric."

Moody said a very bad word that hadn't been in general use for at least fifty years. "Where's the owner?"

"I would assume that's him there." Arthur pointed over to a muggle in a tree. There was a rather creepy looking doll dragging a trampoline over to the base of said tree. "Perhaps we should take care of this first, before we go in and take care of the house," he suggested.

"Seconded," Moody responded.