There's a loud crack outside.

"Okay. Take Grim. And stay safe."

Sirius flows into Grim again, woofing.

Ellie gets the cloak for the both of them.

Fay ducks out of the tent ahead of them, wand at the ready, and calls out that it's clear.

Then... Under the cloak for Ellie and Anathema, and out with Grim.

What are the problem spots?

Well, there's all the people emerging from their tents and starting to panic, though Fay seems to be on that - she takes off onto her broom and amplifies her voice to begin calmly directing people.

For Ellie and Anathema -

The big, obvious thing is an enormous green skull with a snake coiling through it, glowing in the sky out toward the edges of the field - where the muggle groundskeeper's cottage was, if their memory serves well. There's a growing fire over there, and it looks like the worst of the panic is happening over that way, though the ripples are rather quickly spreading out.

"We should check on the groundskeeper."

"Yeah."

That way, then, weaving through the increasingly chaotic paths, Grim just ahead of them to get people to part.

There's a few people in black robes - hoods pulled up, they glimpse a white mask on one facing halfway toward them - at the center of some of the worsening panic. They're sending spells lashing out into the tents around them, setting many on fire, hexing anyone who hasn't run away quickly enough. There's a few figures floating above the building flames - the groundskeeper and his family, apparently all still alive by how they're screaming.

Anathema's hand tightens on her wand as Grim ducks behind a still-intact tent, growling at the cloaked figures. She casts a quick Patronus, frowning a bit and then sending it into the ground so it won't give away their location by emerging from the invisibility cloak.

"We need to rescue them," she whispers.

"Yeah. Summoning? Disrupt the levitation jinx at the same time."

"They might get cursed on the way over..."

"Mm. Flame-freezing charm, disrupt the jinx with a bigger distraction, soften the landing, and sneak them out on the ground. We'd have to split up."

"Yeah."

"Me and Grim can handle the flames and distraction."

"Don't let them catch you."

"I won't. I promise."

"Do you need the cloak?"

She hesitates, then - "No. You'll need it more."

"Okay. Let's go."

She nods and ducks out of the cloak, keeping low to the ground as she heads toward the center of the mess, Grim following her.

She's out of Ellie's sight fairly quickly - not hard, with how dark it is, and how much smoke is in the air.

Ellie circles around to get into a better position to catch the family, gets her wand out- she had better use Discovery for this if she's going to catch them all with a single charm- runs over the incantation in her head-

-waits for them to drop.

A large wave of flames freeze as a number of transmuted creatures, about dog-sized and shaped an awful lot like Ellie's Animagus form, swarm the wanna-be Death Eaters from out of the tents around them. A Disarming Charm hits one of the figures an instant later, sending his wand flying - 

And the family drops as their enemies turn to face the bolt's source.

She flicks her wand in a broad sweep, arresting their momentum before they hit the ground and lowering them gently.

She scurries over, popping her head out of the cloak. Do they seem basically intact?

Yes, and the groundskeeper's wife and oldest daughter - who've been being Obliviated less often - seem even mostly still coherent, trying to grab the two younger children and the groundskeeper himself and drag them away from their attackers. The wanna-be Death Eaters are now being drawn away into the tents - where Grim tackles one, and it seems Anathema's either gotten help or the wizarding victims started fighting back on their own once they got a chance to get on their feet. Still, the area's pretty dangerous.

"Hey!" she hisses. "This way. Can you walk?"

The two look up, faces pale, nodding - the mom gets her nearly catatonic husband, practically carrying him, while the daughter picks up her youngest sibling and prods the other one into stumbling over. 

"Who're you?" the daughter whispers. "What's - what's going on - "