My whole life fell apart last week. They came and they killed my brother. I ran to his room hearing screams, and saw the mysterious figure just as he disapparated with a pop. He wore a long dark cloak, but the hood was up and I couldn't see his face. But that smell. I would recognize it anywhere. It smelled like your dads cologne but with a hint of peppermint. Then the man was gone, but the smell still lingered in the room.