The air was cleaved by a roar of pure, animalistic rage, and Harry The Lion leapt dramatically into view from through the back of the pyre, shattering the bonfire into largely harmless, smouldering planks. In one movement he pounced on the ritual leader, taking his throat between his powerful jaws, and biting through all the bone and sinew in one snap of his huge fangs. Harry wrenched the head viciously off and sent it rolling away down the slope, as the other Vigilants scattered and tried to react. Hermione watched in shock as the headless corpse crumpled to the floor. She shook herself and raced forward to help her lion.