"We're just leaving like this? I thought you'd stay and watch that madwoman Bellatrix get dragged off to Azkaban by the Aurors." Fred lowered his binoculars and turned to look at Albert, who was clutching his wrist.
"I think that madwoman will probably be executed on the spot," Lee Jordan corrected him.
"Yeah, that madwoman is too dangerous. The price of killing her is much lower than the price of capturing her alive." George also believed the Aurors would kill Bellatrix outright.
None of the three understood why Albert was leaving before seeing the end. The real show had only just begun; surely they had to see Bellatrix's final fate before leaving.
"Did something happen?"
George noticed Albert's actions and was the first to react.
"Yeah, Lord Voldemort is coming." Albert stroked his bracelet and explained to the three of them, "If we don't want to run into him, we'd better get out of here early."
"Lord Voldemort!"
All three were startled by Albert's words.
"Scrimgeour isn't here, so Lord Voldemort is probably coming for me."
Albert raised his wand and summoned his Patronus, sending it to warn the Aurors hunting Bellatrix that Lord Voldemort was coming.
As for whether the Aurors chose to withdraw immediately or stay and continue surrounding the madwoman, that was none of his concern.
"Let's go."
After the ball of light flew from the tip of his wand toward the house ahead, Albert gestured for the three to grab his arm, then Apparated away with them.
"Where are we?"
George looked around and found that the four of them had appeared beside a remote cliff, with turbulent waves visible ahead.
"A defensive fortification left over from the Muggle war. It's now completely forgotten and abandoned by Muggles, so I turned it into a temporary Safe