Dora knew the charm wasn't her strongest, but she hadn't expected it not to work... even a little bit. And now the man had a STICK. Great. Just great.

Her face was set in hard lines as she quickly cast the false memory charm again. It wasn't the same as taking memories from someone, but it was still making her feel icky about this. Ugh. If she wasn't opposed to violence when someone was undeserving, she'd knock him out and carry him to safety.

BUT that was out of the question.

"Sir, I promise I'm not here to harm you in any way. Please calm down. " Calm. She didn't think she could convince him to drink the draught, but surely there was a spell... and then she thought about what she had cast before. False memory. In the event that it didn't work... raising her wand again she spoke clearly and forcefully, "Confundus, " Maybe then she could convince him to drink the draught.

But this all made her feel like total crap.

Maybe it would work and she could get him out of there. His safety was more important than her own right now. Much more.