Cris eyes darted back and forth as he kept his eyes on the Cornish pixie he was aiming for. 'You can't fly away from me forever,' Cris thought to himself, as he tracked the pixie with his wand.

Back...forth...up...down...right...left...up...

"Impedimenta" Cris called out as he flicked his wand sideways.

The beam of light headed straight for the Pixie and hit it squarely on its legs and it immediaty froze in mid-air.

Guess the legs do count too, Cris chuckled to himself.

Moving on to next target. Ahhh...some chocolate frogs.