"You few go over there, it was scouted out during the day, that's where the Muggles live. We're going to catch Mudblood wizards!"
Several men wearing black robes, pointed hats, and white skull-shaped masks raised their wands, setting the passing tents on fire one by one. The quiet night was shattered by shrill screams.
Three Death Eaters were about to cast dark curses on the Muggle in front of them when a calm and detached voice drifted from behind: "Let me think which one I should drag back, or maybe all of them."
Chapter 57