The preparations for the last rites were almost done, people already started flocking Hogsmeade in anticipation of what one could only consider the last chance to see the illustrious Headmaster, the one who stood against Grindelwald himself and probably considered Merlin reincarnated in flesh as Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore being lowered to his grave. The gates to Hogwarts still remained closed for outsiders yet the crowd started to build up at the gates. The burial site was close to the Black Lake and edge of Forbidden Forest. The large trees give almost a vantage point for anyone who wants to lurk in the shadows. Luckily, the average wizard, even Death eaters, consider it beneath themselves to sully their robes hiding in trees like common animals. Unluckily for others, Hermione wasn't most wizard or witch, and her disillusionment skills left nothing more than a ripple in the air. It gave her the perfect view yet hidden from almost every set of eyes gathered at the grand event.