The last of the able bodied escapees in the shop, the man snarled as his spells struck the Shield Charm and sent sparks in every which direction. Determined to land a blow and not accounting for the woman on the ground to be free to cast, he was completely vulnerable to the attack from below his line of site and her Stupefy struck him hard in the rib cage and sent him corkscrewing through the air just as the other woman's Incarcerous also struck and wrapped the man in tight ropes. His body slammed against the now vacant shelves that had housed boxes upon boxes of wands previously and with a crash and a thud he crumbled to the floor in a face down heap with his Azkaban robes singed where the spell had struck and smoking at the seams.

Those who had been wrangled up earlier, back to back, began snarling and mouthing off to their captors. "You're too late! TOOOOO LATE!"