"GOT HER!" sheered one who grinned so hard that one of his teeth broke right off. Spitting the broken tooth out and with his wand clenched in his crooked fingers, he lunged forward ready to take her captive and perhaps have a little fun getting revenge on wizardingkind who had tossed him in Azkaban in the first place.

"I'll handle him!" informed a second with a howl as he moved towards the man, throwing another spell or two in his direction. "Come out and play, little boy."