"To be honest, I’m not entirely sure myself," Theo began. His hazel eyes looked off into nowhere. "But I’d say these deaths were all the same. The victims caught off guard and attacked. Tied by some magical thread to a stake. Then Incendio or maybe dark magic was cast. Bodies burned beyond recognition. I’m sure it was a haunting site. Nothing left except the stick and charred flesh and bones, the smell alone must–"