When the headman gave the order, those lining the corridors moved forward through the crowd of teachers and students, roughly pushing anyway who stood in their way before latching on to those who had had their names read.

They took firm hold of the children, ready to drag them away. After. They were not done here, afterall.

The utter defiance of the pureblood child (Cambridge) did not faze them. One simply grabbed her, too. Resistance was not advised, but it was expected. For that reason, extra space had been made.

And another who clearly did not take the Headmaster's ten minutes seriously (Connolly). To arrive at the end of his speech meant she would have been late. One grabbed her. She would learn today.

Did any others dare defy?