The small village was quiet, almost too quiet when they first arrived. But Hermione could feel the sensation of dread all around them.

There were a couple of wizards in Dark robes that were moving around the streets. Every now and then, they would go into a house, and drag out a Squib to the streets. They were a small gathering of Squibs huddled in the middle of the town square.

Hermione stayed quiet, to ensure that her disillusioned spell wouldn't be broken.