*The Aurors will eventually be tipped off about the happenings here*
Nero disapparated just outside Surrey, next to his comrade Ferin. Both had escaped from the scene of the burning bus, but Ferin had some dire injuries that needed looking after. Nero rose to his feet, the mist swirling around the lengths of his gray robe.
"Come on, Ferin. We need to find something for that cut."
The pair began walking, making slow progress into the countryside. Stopping for a moment for a rest, they heard footsteps approaching through the fog.
"Repello Muggl-" but it was too late, the muggle had already spotted them. Two men in strange outfits holding wands. It looked almost comical. At least, it would have been had this not been the final thought running through this young man's head.
Nero leveled his wand and gasped "Avada Kedavra!" A jet of green light emanated from his wand and the man fell face down, dead. He was holding a bucket, obviously going to a well nearby. They had wandered too close to the town. Ferin was losing blood quickly now, he didn't have enough strength to apparate.
"Repello Muggletum!" Nero finally managed. He was thinking what to do...there could be only one choice.
"Expect Patronum..." A silvery rat appeared from his wand and leapt into the sky, delivering an urgent message to Viktor Sverre.













