"Thanks," he accepted the tissue and wiped his eyes. "I'll call her tonight." He didn't like the idea of sending his seventy-three year old mother on the run either. But she would understand the danger and why she had to do it. He put the tissue in his pocket and cleared his throat. "Alright. The Aurors arrived earlier. I don't know where they are in the investigation, but they said we could start clearing up what's left of the tents."
He got back to his feet, "If we work on it together, we can probably have it taken care of fairly quickly." There were other witches and wizards at work on it. "The Aurors removed everything they wanted to keep for the investigation." He drew his wand, "Shall we start on the outer edges and work our way in?"