The flight went from a matter of an hour to mere minutes, as they landed from the northeast, just behind the Heel Stone. Cissy put down her broom, readied her P-90, and reached inside of Bertrand's tactical robes and pulled the button off that would release the disillusionment charm. "Stay quiet, I'm just here to observe what the Dementors have been doing." Bertrand nodded, his eyes wide in fear at whatever he saw at the stone circle. The thestral looked around and began to pretend grazing like any other horse. The bloody thing is trying to be incognito... maybe Dementors can't tell the difference?