Antonin rushed to his dazed friend, grabbed him by the arms and tried to shake him out of the strange stupor he was in. Watching the two men interact, Hermione felt uneasy. Corban wasn't himself. Was he under the influence of some sort of spell? Or maybe he'd been injured in the attack on their house? She could never remember him being anything other than entirely composed and calm. This man was simply a shell of the man he used to be.