Well, this wasn't right, thought Daphne gawking slightly at Garret who had finally managed to conjure a strong enough shield to keep him from harms way. In her folly, she forgot all about self-preservation taking peculiar curiosity on Crocker's assaulted nose.

Pounded by spiky acorns, Miss Hopton yelped and instinctively threw her arm up casting a haphazard shield over herself which soon fizzled out. Another three acorns hit her shoulder and she winced before biting her lip.

"Protego!" she finished with perhaps a bit too much flourish of her arm, protecting herself from further attacks at least for the time being.