A faint whistling sound zipped from above as the gang members looked up in unison.

SPLAT!!!

Muddy goo started to fall from the sky in bagfuls, splattering the gang members below. Confusion rocked the boggart gang as the Slytherin lad started to laugh. He raised his wand again and cast "Riddikulus!" The mud bags were followed by sacks of feathers bursting open, raining on his tormentors, covering them as they ran around, ducking, waving their hands in the air, trying to avoid it.

In no time they looked liked enormous chickens. Salander kept laughing, reminding him of how everyone looked like at the first Charms class. The chicken boggart gang ran around helter skelter, slipping, running headlong into each other and bursting, disappearing in a plume of feathers.

All but one remained. The leader of the gang-- the guy who cast the dark spell and sent him to the hospital. Now he looked little more than Big Bird from Sesame street. Salander held his wand aloft and advanced towards the (chicken) boggart, pushing it back closer towards the area of the desk. With a flourish the lad waved his wand, casting the final "RIDDIKULUS!" knocking the boggart back into the desk and slamming it shut.