It was a simple sign, a jet of red light that was shot up in the air and lingered for a moment before completely disappearing. Obviously it was not the most hidden sign, but it would be overlooked by many Wizards and Muggles. It was, after all, only there to warn her.

Bellatrix stood, her eyes gazing up at the night sky. They had planned this, figured out every little detail. As soon as the light went up, her next action would be to retreat, return back to the Lestrange manor. Instead she turned away, going deeper into the unknown.