Well, it had seemed his goodbye present to the Ministry had drawn a small gaggle of gooses. How funny. He was still twirling his wand around enjoying the sight of the smoldering jukebox when the first (Ronan) arrived. Of course Carter would go on defense mode. It was a bad choice as it gave him a chance to send wordless a stunning spell his way.

More arrived but neither were smart enough to try to detain him with any sort of spell. Did they (Merrieweather & Primeaux) think themselves intimidating? Because they weren’t intimidating in the least. They mostly just looked – tasty. They had no idea what Bain had endured in his 254 years and these pups would never ever, hold a candle to half of the creatures or things he had faced. At least one (Sachin) seemed smart enough to stay back.

And yes, he could smell the burning rubber and hear the sparks… Perhaps he would get an even bigger boom then he had planned on to cover his exit. ”I have no intention of burning, or of following you out of this room, Primeaux.” He really should have eaten the man when he had the chance, he lamented. With a hard downwards slash of his wand he cast a spell in the three men’s directions. ”Flipendo Tria!” as the version of the knockback jinx (resembling a small tornado) erupted from his wand, Bain followed pushing past and out of the technology center.