If one saw a threat approaching them at full speed, one would try their best to be out of its path. Alas, Marion had been too focused on offering suggestions and on the general safety of her beloved Hufflepuffs that the vine went right through her. Even though no harm came to her, she still did not care for being swatted at.

Despite the headway made in burning away some of the vines, Marion dearly wanted to clutch at her face as she was forced to helplessly watch as the vines continued to menacingly advance on the students. “Mr. Cadwallader is right! We need to attack at the source. Quickly, a few students to the Garden, while the rest of you help free students that are caught or being attacked.”