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Much like the Headmaster had warned, Noah's "relashio" did absolutely nothing to the water demon imitator. In fact, it didn't notice the boy had cast at all.
Perhaps this was as good a time as any to listen to Nem. Phoebe didn't need that arm. Not if they wanted to have any hope of getting a bridle onto its face. Afterall, there was now a Third Year stuck to its face and it was heading to collect others.
What to do, what to do?
The bridle had gone near invisible, but that didn't solve another problem. Being a bird, its face was now much too small to fit that bridle. In fact, when the bridle got close enough, the bird-horse simply hopped through it and landed itself now on Blake's shoulder.
Now in position and latched onto the boy, it shifted into a much larger, winged animal, a hippogriff to be precise and took to the air with talons attached to either of the Slytherin's shoulders.
To the lake for this one.
That...that might be a problem. Why they'd let the kelpie get so close when it wasn't in any form to be bridled was beyond the man and to the detriment of their teammate.
And to think he thought the orange team was most likely to die.
Huh.
The Headmaster drew his wand, but he'd wait for now, in case they miraculously had a plan.
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