All doors were locked within minutes, any curious Muggle efficiently disposed of, and Rosalind reached the front lobby at the same time as Lucius. Her eyes shone at his suggestion, only hint he had of the smile hidden by her mask. "Let's have some fun first, shall we? And then we can finish them off with Incendio."
Pushing the large double doors leading to the parterre, she walked in as a soprano hit a crystal clear high note. Rosalind cut her off with a well aimed killing curse. Silence fell over the crowd for a handful of seconds as they watched the singer collapse on stage, the other performers' voices dying out as well. And then it was uproar.