Catastrophe!

Elsewhere

Inside a small hutt hidden in the midst of Brimsby a group of cloaked figures can be seen, under each of their hoods dim glowing red eyes can be spotted.

"How is "her" recovery progressing?" one of them mutters to another.

"The bait has been set, those fools will be upon them soon... Once the barrier is shattered will we strike."

The one opposite the cloaked man raises his head revealing his blonde hair and perfect features. "Perfect, Mother and Father will reward me, and you greatly should all go according to plan. Our family will finally rise above those other pretenders and claim our rightful position above mortals and Undead alike."

Suddenly a black lion bursts through the door before quickly morphing into a tall cloaked man, "Sire! Somethings happening!" he frantically shouts.

The blonde man scowls and looks at him, "What is it? It better be important!" he spits.

"Green fire has enveloped the forest and everything inside it! The fire is so large that the magicals have no doubt noticed it already!"

His eyes open widely, "And?! What of the girl!"

"I don't kno-" He's grabbed by his throat and lifted up off of the floor, spluttering and coughing all the while.

"YOU BETTER KNOW! OR IT'LL BE YOUR HEAD I BRING TO MY MOTHER AND FATHER!" He says as he throws the man back through the door he came from. He looks behind him at the gathered cloaked men,"All of you! There's trouble! We need to acquire her unharmed, go to the forest and wait for the magical's to break the wards! Once done bring her to me, no matter the cost!" his words echo across the room and everyone quickly leaves the room, pulling the black cloaks over them tighter due to them having to cross a small amount of sunlight.

With Amelia Bones, head of department of magical law enforcement

She'd just left a meeting with a recently out of retirement Auror called Alastor Moody, the information he provided was simultaneously more than they'd managed towards vampires while also being too little to do anything... The wizarding community had always struggled to deal with the ancient vampire clans due to their far reaching influence over muggle society, while they can't go out during day this doesn't mean they can't interact with the muggle politicians, in-fact due to the greedy disposition most of them have, just an offer of immortality is enough to put them firmly into the vampires pockets. This has affected Britain before, they have numerous accounts in the past of catching people in cahoots with vampires, that's probably not even the tip of the iceberg however as they didn't know how much the British muggle community is influence by them, for all they knew the Queen could be one of them...

She walks into the communication room where they receive the reports of accidental magic, breaches of magical secrecy and any unauthorised high-leveled interactions between wizards and muggles, the latter was only instated recently by Fudge to appease the blood purists. Amelia herself disagreed with it due to them literally being a branch of Britain created with the assistance of the British Monarchy, she didn't even know whether Queen Elizabeth knew of their existence but it's likely she did, if not they'd have to worry about a severe backlash should they get discovered.

She idly looks over everything and everyone in the room, partly to get away from her vast amount of paperwork and also to keep the corruption at an "Acceptable" level... She's tapped on the shoulder by a man with beads of sweat trailing down his face, "Madam Bones, we've received overwhelming reports of a clearly magical disturbance, almost an entire village has already witnessed it despite our attempts to stop it."

Her eyes widen, "An entire village!?! What is happening and where is it!?" she exclaims.

The man seems to ponder how to explain the situation before finally speaking, "A-A giant green fireball has appeared in the forest beside Brimsby..."

Amelia frowns, didn't Moody just report to her that they'd killed the vampires responsible? "Well? What are you waiting for? GO, ALL AVALIABLE AUROR'S ARE NEEDED! You there, I need a portkey to Brimsby!" she starts shouting orders to the various applicable departs in a rush to stop whatever is causing the fire, they don't need to muggle news to get a hold of this before they can stop it.

Only an hour later two larger groups are streaming into the forest, one of vampires and the other, wizards. The vampires under special black cloaks that block sunlight temporarily while Amelia Bones personally leads her Auror's along with Alastor Moody and the head Auror Rufus Scrimgeour. The vampires use their various unique abilities to hide away from the wizards while they try to figure out what to do with the wards that are completely enveloped by green fire.

Moody looks at the wall of fire and scowls, "Amelia! The intensity and colour of the fire lead me to believe it's fiendfyre!"

Amelia "That can't be! No one, not even Merlin would be able to create, let alone control this amount of FiendFyre."

Some of the curse breakers they'd temporarily hired from Gringotts approaches and comments, "No, this isn't FiendFyre but something else entirely, it also appears to be covering some kind of ward, although I'm not sure what it's purpose is?" he mutters as Amelia and Moody listens to him.

Amelia "A ward?"

The curse-breaker nods, "Indeed, the flames seem to be drawing magic from it, I'd suggest if you wish to get rid of the fire, then first destroy the wards."

Moody shouts, "You don't have to tell me twice!" as he fires various spells in an attempt to destroy the ward, a few bounce off but a few don't, once he finds the few that seem to do the most damage he continues laying them on thick as the rest of the Auror force mimic him and do the same.