The lizard scooted away, tugging the shoe with it. The fat thing apparently decided shoes were a good idea and made for the nearest Slytherin, a shoe from each house perhaps?

They were all doing very well so far, Truebridge was pleased. He cast some more flowers and some butterflies which rained down from above.

The suits of armour renewed their attack and sliced around in a frenzy, clashing and clattering at each other. One threw its sword up and up and up, a red ball in its path.

Another suit of armour smacked its shield with its sword and then launched itself at a blue ball as it rolled across the duelling platform.

One of the suits of armour dropped its sword and as a green beach ball fell, it attempted to clap its hands together to catch, or damage the green ball.

The yellow balls were safe for now, bouncing clear of the nearest Suit of armour. Truebridge cast a burst of birds at the gathered Hufflepuffs.