He liked that the Professor thought him a good grindylow and kept it in mind for next years Halloween. However, back to the task in hand...

Varius was completely unphased by Plymouth toppling on top of him, instead he proceeded to start gnawing at the rope in hope that his razor sharp teeth, pls, would cut through his captor! No such luck.

Rolling Plymouth off him, and ignoring his suggestion about wand-use, he got up off the floor and started pulling again, dragging Plymouth across the ground. "AHHH," he screamed a hearty, manly scream of a bodybuilder who has just lifted his first one million ton weight, cause Plymouth was that heavy, right? "I WANT A DIVORCE!" he added just for extra measure.