"Exactly," she whispered. "The important thing is that we stay together and alert."
Susan was about to respond further when a pair of shivering and snivelling sentries walked directly past the spot where she and Harry were crouched.
"I don' understand why we can't 'ave no wards or nuffink set up to stop thems Aurors coming after us," the taller man complained. "It'd be well nice to do somethin' about all the cold and all." Susan forcibly stopped herself from stunning him then and there.
"I've told you already Boris," the shorter man replied with a bite in his voice. "We can't set up wards because the magic will attract the authorities. That's why Cornwall was chosen. Nothing interesting happens in Cornwall."
Susan shot a disgusted look at Harry, and after a nod from him, viciously incapacitated one of the sentries. Muttering disgustedly about the calibre of dark minions these days, she summoned a length of rope and with Harry's help, hog tied the two imbeciles to a tree.
Shaking her head contemptuously, she led Harry up to a side door and into the house.