Chapter 176 - – Hook, Line, and Sinker Ⅱ (1/2)

The sun was setting on the Scottish Highlands as four auror's apparated on the outskirts of the muggle town of Caithness. ”I bet Moody would have loved to be here,” commented the handsome featured, Gideon Prewett.

”Not with Scrimgeour around,” the long-nosed, Fabian Prewett snickered.

”Enough you two, we're here on serious business,” snapped the older, salt peppered Auror, Sara Vinovich. Her sharp yellow eyes almost seem to glow in the near dusk as she glances about.

”And just why are we here again?” Gideon grumbled unhappy at having been chastised.

”An anonymous letter arrived at the ministry suggesting that there was an imminent attack on the muggle village,” declared, the round faced, Percius Clements. A bit round, yes, but Percius was most light on his feet.

”And that does not seem suspicious at all, why?” Fabian said with an arched brow as they made their way down the grassy slope to the town below.

”Because after the attack on Malfoy-,” Percius paused at almost tripping down a rabbit hole. ”Ogden and the Minister take such threats rather seriously.”

”What could possibly happen out here in the middle of nowhere?” Gideon huffed as he kicked a stone away with his boot and watched it skip down the slope.

”Enough,” Sara chided them again. ”We'll split up into two teams. Percius and I will speak to one of the locals, while the two of you go and speak to one of the wizarding families in the nearby vicinity.”

”Yes, Ma'am,” Fabian and Gideon solemnly said with a wide grin on their faces.

Barely refraining from rolling her eyes, Sara says, ”Shoo now!”

Laughing as they scramble away Percius chuckles, ”Those two always seem to get the best of you, Sara.”

”Brats the whole lot of them!” Sara snarled unable to hide the spark of mirth in her voice.

The two of them had barely made their way down onto the main street when the screaming began. Instantly their wands sprang out as Sara barked, ”Left!”

”Right!” Percius barked back as they sprang into action and each rushed forward splitting into two directions as one headed to nearest house where magic was presently being cast and the other to the next.

Sara burst into the nearby home to see a withering cursed man on the kitchen floor as his wife and children screaming in terror huddled against the yellow kitchen wall. The hooded masked figure was laughing maniacally, before turning and firing a stinging hex at the Auror. Training instantly kicked in as Sara dodged and returned fire with a stunning spell.

The masked female figure instantly froze as Sara rushed over to feel the man's pulse. Weak, but still alive.

”I need you to head down into the cellar and hide with your children,” Sara steadily instructed. ”Don't come out until you hear it's safe.”

Seeing the muggle woman still remain in shock, Sara loudly said again, ”Ma'am, it's dangerous out here!”

”Yes, but my husband-,” stammered the distraught woman.

”He's merely fainted for the moment, he'll be fine,” Sara firmly restated again.

”Okay,” the fearful muggle woman grabbed her tearstained children and darted down the stairs into the cellar to hide.

Not willing to leaving the stunned Death Eater on the ground, Sara instantly levitated the stiff body and brought it out with her. Murmuring a binding spell, she ties the stunned Death Eater to one of the muggle electric posts, before rushing away.

In the distance, she could see a house a flame as nearby wizards attempted to rescue the screaming family found within. Rushing over, Sara sees a pair of wizards that seem like siblings as one douses the flames with water, while the other manage to levitate the fearful family out of one of the windows and onto the ground below.

”Names!” Sara instantly barked as the two young wizards in their mid to late twenties turn to gaze at her.

”Malcom McGonagall!” The elder dark-haired brother reported as the younger said, ”Robert McGonagall Jr.!”

”Good lads,” Sara said in approval. ”Not related to Professor McGonagall, are you?”