It seemed that the terrorists had learned how to play with matches, or the magical equivelant, and were willing to burn down any structure they could get close enough to. His own home had been a target but he'd been quick enough to catch his assailants. Aeneas was not so lucky.
Walden was on the Nott property as quick as he was able, just steps behind Rodolphus and Atticus. When this was all said and done they would have wine and Walden would draw up a contract that stated no one else would run into a flaming building, thus requiring the rest of them to do the same. With a quick flourish of his wand Walden mimicked the bubble head charm before he barrelled into what was left of the enormous manor.