Slowly but steadily, progress was being made and glimpses of the Tower Patch's former glory observed here and there between branches and sections of clear off ground. Which was, perhaps, why the rustling in the bushes became more prominent as time progressed.

Rustling sounds seemed to circumnavigate the area accompanied by a flash of something purple and springy. To the left hand side, leaves trembled and branches snapped as long slender green stretched and curled around its surroundings . To the right, soft rustles disturbed some nearby bushes and shrubs which made it seem as though they were shaking themselves if it were not for the hints of enthusiastic yellow and red within.

Everyone remembered their gloves and wands, yes?