Yelling… was there someone yelling at him? Hard to tell given that most of the sounds ringing in his ears and echoing in his head was a variations on CLANGS and PINGS. But as he turned his head around he saw the young Gryffindor moving her mouth and looking at his general direction… and she doesn’t look very happy about it. ”Uh… sorry.” he called back

He turns his head back towards the front just in time to avoid another flyer ahead of him. A strangled gasp escapes as he banks quickly to the side just to avoid a collision. He could feel the stone rolling around in his cauldron and tried to use his hand to cover the opening and keep it from falling right off. It would annoy him immensely if he ended up even losing that one stone.

Now where was he? Oh yes, headed towards the hail storm of pain…