Jason had turned towards the girl, eyeing her with a mixture of disbelief and suspicion. "And where is this camera? Did you ---"
A blink. A turn back to the first adult. Bright red coloring of cheeks. "What did you just call m----" The words cut off in a high pitched squeak. Mouth open in a silent shout, arms trapped tightly against his sides, he went down like a 2x4 plyboard.
The rest of the company blinked. And then all chaos broke loose.
The triangle woman screamed before she too went rigid and dropped. The square woman tried running before freezing up too, arms over her head in a flailing motion.
The last, the oval man, had been rapidly snapping pictures on his phone. Frozen in place with his thumbs on the lit screen, his eyes wide like two tiny saucers. He too went down, sending up a shower of powdered snow.
Four muggles now lie immobilized in the middle of Hogsmeade High Street, staring at students and adults alike with unblinking eyes. The light of accusation frozen within.
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