Oh, a Merlinian Horvath is definitely scarier. Luckily, Danny's far too absorbed in what he's doing right now to worry about sorcerous politics. The way he stares down at the desperate mother in wide-eyed confusion probably calls into question his ability to do anything useful for her or her family, but Hermione's voice snaps him out of the reverie.

"Where?" He crouches down a little. "How many? It's all right; I'll get 'em, I promise."

Reckless promise, really, but he'll sure try. Even as he asks her his question, he's listening for the sounds of other voices nearby.