By the time Jerry and the others followed Mr. Weasley back to the campground, the masked Death Eaters had vanished. Most of the tents had been burned down, and several Ministry of Magic Aurors were dealing with the body of the Death Eater Jerry had burned to death beside their tent.
"Did any of you see who killed this Death Eater?" Mr. Weasley turned and asked.
They exchanged bewildered looks and shook their heads. From Harry and the others' perspective, the Death Eater had suddenly collapsed, struggled, and died. None of them had been able to tell that Jerry had killed him right in front of them all!
"Well, never mind, then." Mr. Weasley sighed and stepped into their tent.
"Dad, you're finally back! We got separated from Harry and the others in the dark. I was worried sick!" Ginny blurted out as soon as she saw him.
"Don't worry, Ginny, dear. I brought them all back safely," Mr. Weasley reassured her. Jerry, Hermione, Harry, and Ron ducked into the tent behind him.
"Thank goodness you're all safe!" The Weasley Twins breathed a sigh of relief.
The mood inside the tent was tense. Bill sat at the small dining table with a bloodstained sheet wrapped tightly around his injured arm. Blood was still seeping through the cloth. Charlie's shirt was torn, and Percy was wiping blood from his nose with his sleeve. All three looked the worse for wear.
"Here, it's Essence of Dittany." Jerry quickly took the medicine from his bag and handed it to Bill. "Did the Death Eaters attack you again?"
"Thanks, Jerry!" Bill accepted it gratefully and carefully peeled the sheet away from his wound. Mr. Weasley immediately stepped forward and gently sprinkled Essence of Dittany over it to ease the pain and help it heal.