No one knocked on the door again. No spell shrank the house to test the magic inside. From then until the next morning, Kason and I stayed holed up inside while blowing snow pelted the windows and wind battered the walls. Most of that time I spent on Nasty, slowly keying in searches for how to break the spell on his house to release him, to untie the Legacy knot without actually defiling his broomstick, and what Corvus the constellation had anything to do with anything. I was scoring zero for zero for zero on all three fronts. That must be some kind of record.
I also flipped through my client orders to see who could pay with magic, but even if I completed the hacking job, I'd have to venture out of the house to an atern charging station. Probably not the safest thing to do.