My body instinctively moves into a comfortable stance. Magic pulled into my hands, a purple glow forming. Stepping forward with my right foot, I curled my hand like one would with a bowling ball. The magic released and traveled through the floor. Waves upon waves, increasing speed towards the pawns and Voldemort. The magic reverberated, causing ripples in the ground. The grunts attempted to put up shields, but I followed through with a wave of my hand. Dispelling the shields with ease. The magic met them and they went flying into the air. 