One moment, Botros was half-chuckling at the plot Mo suggested of Slytherins taking over the school and stealing happiness, the next there was the now-familiar cold and gloomy atmosphere passing over them all. Botros quickly went for his wand as he watched them glide toward-- "Outside. Outside!" But he didn't really have time to issue out more orders, the dark shadows were at it with two of his colleagues. Pulling the closest students to him, Marcus and West, back and giving the former a very concerned and stern-but-loving look, Ab turned his attention to some of the dementors and with an averagely calm confident voice he shouted, "Expecto Patronum!" A silvery Eagle bursted out of the tip of his wand and soared up in the hall toward a group of those cloaked miserable creatures.

Botros grabbed the boys from their wrists and pushed them behind him and away toward the Hall's door again, "Go! Away. Get everyone outside. Go!" He saw the Gryffindor - "Cambridge!" He tripped and ran over to her and scooped her up, again pushing her AWAY. "Go! Outside, quickly!"