Back at Hogwarts Tamblin waited at the edge of the school. It was nearly midnight. He was beyond exhausted. But he'd sent out a host of owls when Shacklebolt had brought him back and the messages should be getting through soon.
As if on queue a number of wizards, mostly dressed in muggle suits, started to appear. Eventually there were twelve of them and Tamblin cleared his throat.
"Thank you for coming, I apologize for the lateness of this meeting. You are most likely not aware as of yet but there was an incident earlier today and Demosthene Mansion was destroyed. This was a deliberate attack and not an accident. The attack was perpetrated by Death Eaters."
At this there was some murmuring amongst the wizards.
"I know the Prophet has spent considerable time mocking those who have made the claim that Voldemort has returned. I don't know if he has or not, frankly, but the continuing existence of the Death Eaters is not in doubt. Their attack on the Quidditch World Cup last year is evidence of that."
Tamblin took a breath, more to try and keep control of the raging violence within him than to clear his head.
"As representatives of my solicitors, accountants, and investors you have only one job from now until I say differently; you are to unearth every business, home, investment, and property that belongs to a Death Eater. Find all of it and then ruin them. Thoroughly. We'll make a profit where we can but if we have to lose money to bankrupt them then do it."
One of the solicitors stepped forward.
"But, Master Demosthene, all the known Death Eaters were sent to Azkaban and their assets seized."
"Those were the ones caught. There are plenty who are known, or suspected, but walked free. I want their families begging for scraps of food by the end of the month. Find everyone who has worked for them or does work for them, buy out their leases, evict them onto the streets. Find every business they make money on and sink it. Burn them to the ground if you have to. I don't care about legal, I don't care about humane, and I don't care about moral. Get. It. Done."
Tamblin considered for a moment.
"One exception. For the moment don't touch the Nott estates. Catalog what they have and come up with contingencies to deplete them but don't take any action as of yet. Are there any questions?"
There weren't any that anyone was willing to ask him in his current mood. Tamblin realized he had his fists clenched and he had to concentrate to get them to release. He made his way back to the castle after the others Disapparated. He hadn't had a chance to see Cascata since leaving her at the infirmary. He stopped by there to see if she was still in but she must have gone back to the Hufflepuff common room. He blearily climbed to the Ravenclaw dorms and collapsed.