Dolohov laughed again and Luna took the opportunity to disarm him with ease, allowing his wand to fly up into the fire Draco pushed casually from his wand. Dolohov’s eyes widened for a split second before his face began to turn red. Luna dragged the air from his lungs and tied a noose around his neck, the rope’s fibres creaked and snapped as he tried to rip it from his body.