Susan huffed in amusement and nodded. "Well get these fuckers, Harry, I swear it," she said, sensing the anger radiating from him like a furnace.
Internally pleased at how well they worked together, Susan cast Strigiformo on herself and then on Harry, suddenly turning the night bright as day.
"Right," she said. "Let's go." Breaking out into the sort of ground eating and stealthy trot that made mothers and school teachers vastly nervous, she set off towards their destination, crossing a number of disgustingly quaint fields along the way.
Finally, they neared their destination and stopped behind a tree to plan their next move. "What do you think," she asked, tutting to herself as she checked to find no active wards up around the perimeter.